LOGINShare
* 2nd * Chapter 401 : True love looks good on you, Mr. Vanderbilt.
Last Updated:
2025-11-06 23:55:39
Latest chapter
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 176 : Mummy will come too.
Ava stood in the corridor, watching the assistant’s silhouette vanish around the corner, her expression unreadable. The fatigue from the day hung heavy on her shoulders, but she barely had time to breathe before Mr. Whitby approached, his face creased with worry.“Miss Vega,” he began, lowering his voice as if afraid someone might overhear, “I really must ask a favour of you tonight.”Ava’s tone was even. “Mr. Whitby, I already told you, I’ve plans this evening.”“Ava!” he blurted, almost pleading now. “I know this whole business has been unfair on you, and heaven knows I’d spare you if I could. But we truly cannot afford to offend that gentleman.” His voice softened into coaxing desperation. “If you’ll oblige me—just keep him happy tonight—I’ll see to it that you’re promoted to permanent manager of the Presidential Suite. How about that?”Her gaze didn’t so much as flicker. “Mr. Whitby, you know I don’t care about the title.”“I know, I know,” he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nos
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 175 : Then I’ll come pick you both up in an hour.
Ava barely managed to pull her dress together, the fabric clinging damply to her skin as she hastily tied her wet hair into a loose knot. A towel wrapped around her body, water still dripping from her shoulders, she stood there fuming—her pulse unsteady and her irritation simmering from what had just happened with that infuriating man.That guy… She clenched her jaw, recalling the faint smirk on Alexander’s face before she stormed off. The memory made her cheeks burn—not entirely from embarrassment.“Hey there!” A sharp, mocking voice cut through the hallway. “Miss Vega, who are you trying to seduce with this wet-body routine?”Ava froze briefly, then lowered the towel she was using to wipe her face. Across the corridor, leaning casually by the elevator doors, was Imogen Harlow—her expression laced with derision.Ava’s gaze cooled instantly. “I’m not as idle as Manager Harlow,” she replied evenly, her tone calm but edged with quiet authority. She pulled out her wireless microphone fro
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 174 : What the hell do you think you’re—
“Bastard—what are you doing? Let go!”Buttons flew in every direction, clattering against the marble floor like startled insects. Ava cursed under her breath, twisting and pulling against the iron grip around her waist.Damn it—his strength was far greater than she’d imagined. Her fingers clawed at his wrists, but Alexander didn’t budge an inch.Water still hissed from the broken showerhead, mist curling through the narrow bathroom as the two figures struggled—her breath ragged, his movements sharp and urgent. His palm slid down, grasping the hem of her soaked blouse. The fabric clung stubbornly to her skin, half-translucent and slick from the spray. When he tugged, it refused to come free; when she jerked away, his effort only grew clumsier.“Stop—” she gasped, but the sound was drowned by a sudden tearing noise.Her blouse gave way down the back, the fabric ripping cleanly with a soft, brutal sound. Her coat, already ruined, slipped from her shoulders and fell to the floor with a we
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * FREEBIE / NO PAYING * 1st * Chapter 173 : Still trying to run away?
Dear Gentle Readers , Have you been enjoying the story thus far?The mystery will be revealed in time, why Alexander was unable to recognise Ava Roselle-Vega as Ava Alvarez/Serena Morales, and why he only remembered spending a passionate night with a mysterious woman whose name he did not know... This author hopes you will continue enjoying this story, the 1st branch, the one that most readers wanted (with less complicated plots and loose ends). This author must admits that at first, he did not enjoy writing Chapter 161-165 of the 1st branch however, after taking some time and truly thinking about the story, the author finally came up with the plot that he actually enjoys writing and he hopes that you, Gentle Readers, will also enjoy reading it. Yours, Ethan *********At Hawthorne Court, London, the afternoon light poured softly through the tall windows of Ava’s office, gilding the polished mahogany desk and the contract spread open upon it. The faint scent of lilies from the lob
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 172 : If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were father and son.
Inside the sleek glass-walled audition room of VE (Vanderbilt Enterprises), the atmosphere buzzed with quiet intensity. A row of cameras stood poised, lights glowing softly as the production crew whispered among themselves.On the oversized black leather sofa, a small boy in a perfectly tailored miniature suit sat with poise well beyond his years. His feet dangled just above the floor, yet he carried himself like a young monarch presiding over his court—back straight, hands resting on the armrests, expression calm and faintly regal.Even seated, Cello exuded an almost magnetic self-assurance. The camera adored him; every tilt of his chin and blink of his long lashes seemed deliberate, natural, and effortlessly photogenic.Just then, the heavy oak door of the audition room swung open.Alexander Vanderbilt stepped inside. His tall figure cast a shadow across the glossy marble floor as he took in the scene with his usual sharp, assessing gaze.The company had recently decided to acquire
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 171 : I won’t let you ruin my life again, Alexander Vanderbilt!
The evening air in the underground parking lot was cool and faintly smelled of rain-soaked concrete. It was London, after all, and there was no day without rain. The soft echo of their footsteps followed Ava and her son as they descended the last flight of stairs, both freshly changed and ready to head home.Cello, the little boy with a serious expression that far exceeded his age, furrowed his brow and tugged lightly on the hem of his mother’s coat.“Mommy,” he said, his voice thoughtful yet tinged with concern. “You’ve offended Imogen this time. She’s not going to let it go. She’ll definitely want revenge.”Ava glanced down at him, her lips curving into an amused smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“Your mommy,” she said lightly, “isn’t someone to be trifled with, you know.”Her tone was playful, but there was an unmistakable confidence beneath it—calm, steady, and sharp as glass.Imogen had always disliked her. That much was no secret. And after what happened earlier this morni
You may also like
The Breaking Point of Love
Cloudsearcher2.5M viewsMy Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball
Likable1.3M viewsMommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return
LiLhyz3.4M viewsWanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies
Pamela974.9K viewsFORBIDDEN TOUCHES: Make Me Drip, Stepbrothers
Stephen Sarah171 viewsEx-Husband's Regret: Inlove with my Sister's Billionaire
Kamino_Immortal 194 viewsFRAMED FOR MURDER WHILE PREGNANT: NOW I'M THE MAFIA'S WIFE
Amiable104 viewsYES! DADDIES: AN EROTIC COMPILATION OF SHORT STORIES
Indigo Naz669 views
