THE RUTHLESS CEO IS THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX WIFE

It's been three months and Dahlia never sighted her husband in the house since the day they got married. The afternoon she's walked in and heard him fucking a woman in his room then he'd disappeared from the face of earth. She's gotten used to the housemaids in the house, Mrs. Austin and the others were very welcoming. She had nothing to do during her free time so she spent them bonding up with the workers she's going to stay with for a whole year. It shouldn't be that bad. Like the contract she's signed when Mr. Caine requested her presence in the vip section of the cafe she used to work in. He'd told her she doesn't have to work throughout her time with his son. He was going to pay her a huge amount of money and she's grateful for that. Since she's left the orphanage, she's worked her entire life from one cafe to the next restaurant or diner. There was no time to rest when she needed to feed and cloth herself. Dahlia had it bad right from the beginning because her parents decided

Dahlia has been having panic attacks for months now. Living with Ethan for eleven months and two weeks brought out the worst of her nightmares. She barely sleeps these days and is always sick. In the entire eleven months she's lived with him, they've not shared more than ten sentences and she's usually the one talking. Eventually Dahlia found herself deeply in love with her husband even though she knew he was unfaithful to her. The woman she's found him with when she went to ask whether she could leave the premises became a constant in their home. It was as though she's moved into the villa with them while acting like the mistress of the house. Dahlia let that all happen. She's always in her room, thinking and depressing herself into oblivion. Things were not looking great. Not with Alice always throwing tantrums at her. Degrading her and making sure she's started questioning her self worth. "You think Ethan is going to look at you twice? Fucking think again. My Ethan is only mine

Taking off her coat, Dahlia hang it on the coat rack beside her office door then walked further inside her five inches pumps hitting the floor as she takes controlled steps to the chair in front of the glass window that takes an entire wall behind. Keeping her bag on the desk, she sat down on the executive swivel chair and turned on her laptop. Her eyes moved around the numbers on her screen before she narrowed them. Something is missing and whoever it was that messed with her will pay. She dialed her assistant’s intercom number and waited for a few seconds before he picked up, his voice stern and austere like she’s always liked it. She doesn’t want meek assistants, they don’t just fit in her plans. “To my office now.” She said and hung up her own intercom and sharpened her attention on her laptop. Caleb walked inside looking smart in his dark blue pants and white shirt tucked in his pants, a tie perfectly situated around his neck. He stood by the desk waiting for her to finish wh

“Yeah, make sure things are done properly. I’ve got the jewelry’s backup from my other Mac.” Dahlia said into the phone to her assistant whom she’s left at the office to attend this meeting. She explained everything to him while feeling her chauffeur’s presence beside the door he’s opened for her. There are two other cars behind them waiting to move forward but she’s blocking them and she’s not about to walk out of the car talking on phone. When she’s done, she reapplied her little red lipstick and decide that it’s time to get things done and over with. She’s finally going to meet Ethan Caine after several years and she doesn’t know what to really feel about it. Settling her scarlet Stuart Weitzman pumps onto the ground before fully emerging in her white formal Chanel dress featuring keyhole neckline and cuff sleeves. The dress feel shortly above her knees, in her hand is a red Bottega Veneta tote bag. She’s wearing red and white colour combination because of how great she always

Ethan raked a hand through his hair several times, his expression murderous and his employees knew not to cross him that morning because all hell would break loose. He paced the length of his office, nostrils flaring in anger and frustration with questions. He plopped himself down on the chair thinking hard about the woman he’s met today in the elevator and the woman that fought for that contract until she won it with her sickly sweet smile, bland eyes and amazing negotiation skills that made him still. He would’ve won the whole thing but because he wanted to see her in action –for one it turned him on so fucking much– and know where her business strategy is located just in case she decides to buy the same company he wanted in the future. Ethan had no idea he was going to ever meet his ex wife. Not now. Not ever. The way she vanished from the face of earth five years ago without a single trace, he was sure she was found dead in some ally and no one knows who she was. He’s scraped t