I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire
She signed the divorce papers. He never signed away his obsession.
Veronica Stanford was the perfect wife—devoted, patient, and hopelessly in love. But when her billionaire husband, Jason Harper, trades her in for her treacherous best friend, Rhea, Veronica’s world shatters. Broken and betrayed, she drowns her sorrows in a bar, only to be saved by a dangerously alluring stranger with emerald-green eyes and a lethal reputation: Monte "Four" Zagcanni, the ruthless heir to a mafia empire.
And neither plays nice.
Four is everything Jason isn’t—dark, dangerous, and devastatingly protective. When Veronica discovers she’s pregnant with Jason’s child, she strikes a deal with Four: a fake marriage to shield her from scandal. But what starts as a cold arrangement ignites into a passion neither can resist.
Jason, realizing his mistake too late, wants Veronica back—along with the son he never knew existed. But Four isn’t a man who surrenders what’s his. And Veronica? She’s done being the meek wife.
Betrayal runs deep. Revenge burns hotter.
As secrets unravel—her father’s bloody past, Rhea’s twisted obsession, and Jason’s deadly lies—Veronica must decide: trust the man who destroyed her once, or surrender to the devil who might destroy her forever.
One wants her back. The other wants her forever.
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Chapter: Chapter 35Veronica's POV. “You have got to be kidding me.”Four’s eyebrows wiggled on the top of his head. He pointed to his biceps and then to my eyes. “You see how rock hard I am?”Rock hard?I wasn't expecting… what the heck he pointed at.I shouldn't have paused either. That was the beginning of my mistake.I should have brushed past him when I needed to and taken the sting with me from before.I took the chance to reach for something when I had the chance to but when Four said ‘Rock hard’, my body betrayed me before my mind could catch up.Heat rushed to my face, of course, my chest tightened. For one reckless sound, I thought– stupidly, foolishly– that maybe I'd been wrong about him.That may be the distance and the whole detachment I was trying to have for him, the careful way he was being with me… maybe there was more.I hated myself for how fast my hope bloomed with me.I hated how I forgot myself so easily with them. I turned back to him slowly, my voice barely steady. “What did you
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: Chapter 34Veronica's POV. Day 2 of not giving a fuck even though I wanted to give many fucks…“I'll be going to the hospital today,” I told Four on my way to grab milk from the fridge.He didn't flinch. Barely even looked at me the second time.“Okay.”Okay?I took his comment like it was a shot to my chest, the fridge did not feel so cold when I dipped my hand inside, I grabbed the milk and poured the amount I needed before I slipped it back inside.“You're having cereal?”“Yes?” I raised a questioning brow. “Shouldn't I have cereal?”“Well, I heard the nurse say something about how fattening it can be when you become addicted to it. Weight gain is cool by me, I'm just saying.”My forehead wrinkled. I wasn't sure if he was genuinely concerned or trying to have a conversation with me since last night.“Thanks, I'll keep that in mind when next I'm taking cereal, I'm just running late right now and I need to eat.”“Alright.”I sat by the dining table eagerly, taking my phone out of its place. Wh
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: Chapter 33Veronica’s POV. The strangest thing about pain was how quickly it learned to behave.By the next morning, it wasn't loud anymore. It didn't sit on my throat or burn behind my eyes.It simply existed– steady, dull, obedient. Like something that had decided it would stay but Southern asks for attention either.I woke before four, that alone was new.Usually, he was already up, already moving and halfway through his routine by the time I stirred.Not today, he slept on– one arm flung over his eyes, chest rising and falling in an even rhythm.For a moment, I watched him, memorising the version of him that didn't know I was awake.This was the man I was beginning to imagine things with. Not futures— just moments.Comfort. Warmth and being seen.I slipped out of bed quietly, careful not to disturb him. The floor was cold beneath my feet, grounding. I wrapped my sweater tighter around myself and padded my feet into the kitchen.No pancakes this time.I made tea instead. Let it stay longer t
Last Updated: 2025-12-30
Chapter: Chapter 32Veronica's POV. I laid there longer than necessary, staring at the ceiling after Four's footsteps faded down the hall.‘Friendship.’If we were even that…the word settled in my chest like a final verdict between both of us.I stopped myself from crying. Not right away anyway, I let the ache sit, heavy and undeniable, until I couldn't pretend it was just myself being sensitive from the pregnancy. I had been doing that a little too often, the excuse was getting old.“He doesn't see you that way,” I swung my legs off the bed and stood, smoothing my sweater like it could smooth me out too.“Face it.” I told myself, “You like him much more than he likes you and you know how dangerous that is. Look where it got you the first time.”The truth was that there was no cruelty there, no villain and certainly no hatred. It was just a matter of imbalance between me, the girl who had always been a lover and him– Mr Four.By the time I stepped back into the kitchen, I had practised my smile twice i
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: Chapter 31Veronica's POV Morning came softly after his call.No alarms, no rush. No headaches, just light slipping through the curtains and settling on my skin like a cautious hand.I woke up clearheaded— no heaviness behind my eyes, no regret clinging to me from the night before. For once, I didn't feel like I'd survived something. I felt… normal.Sober. Present.I stretched beneath the sheets and stared at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the house waking up around me.The kettle is clicking on. Footsteps in the hallway. Four was humming a tune off-key as usual.Four.The thought of him brought a small smile to my lips. He'd slept over on the couch, at night when I saw him and asked why he wasn't in bed, he said something about not wanting to be in bed too often.“A man needs to be on his feet.” I rolled my eyes at everything he said something I did not agree with but I never said anything to disagree.When I heard a louder this, I got off the bed and showered.Nothing clears your h
Last Updated: 2025-12-28
Chapter: Chapter 30Veronica’s POV. The darndest things happen when you aren't thinking of them.Such as….Well, let me explain.I was seated and folding laundry and my phone beeped from across the bed.I almost didn't hear it at first– the sound of the washing machine humming filled the room, the large afternoon sun poured in through the small kitchen window I was near, warming the entire house, causing me to sweat and short of breath.I sensed the vibration from the first ring and glanced in the direction of my room.“Someone’s calling,” I whispered underneath my breath as I jogged to the room. When I glanced at the screen, my breath left me all at once.“Jason?”For a second, my body reacted before my mind could catch up. My finger went numb. My chest tightened the way it used to when I heard his keys in the door after a long day at work.My feelings came crashing all at once. Everything settled in at once.Jason had not called in weeks and now…He deliberately waited after the divorce papers were f
Last Updated: 2025-12-27
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