All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Ex Husband: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

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Author's Note

Dear Reader,If you’ve made it this far, thank you—from the bottom of my heart. This story has been an emotional journey filled with love, heartbreak, healing, and second chances, and I’m so grateful you chose to walk through it with me.But this isn’t the end. I do have a sequel planned, and it may come sooner than you think. Next, we’ll continue with new lead characters—the story of Benjamin Lawrence and Ariana Newman.Did I catch your attention? Wondering how those two will bump into each other?Well, you’re more than welcome to join them on their journey… from hate to love.Thank you for reading, for believing, and for staying with me until the very end. Until we meet again in “To Love My Enemy Husband”.With all my love and gratitude,Diti KoshyP.S. Feel free to check out my other works—especially Impregnated by the Billionaire (complete) and Madam Billionaire (complete), whose sequel is also coming soon. Thank you for your time, guys. Love you loads.

Book 2: To Love My Enemy Husband

Blurb:Ariana Newman has always been good with computers. Her family thought it was just a hobby. Her boyfriend thought she was nothing but a poor nerd trying to fit into high society. Her friends thought she was always aiming too high.But little did anyone know that it wasn’t just a hobby—it was her life. She had built a whole gaming empire just by sitting in a coffee shop with nothing but a laptop and a ridiculously sweet matcha latte.And then comes the man she didn’t even know was looking for her.Benjamin Lawrence.Her biggest rival. Her father’s sworn enemy. And the man who claims she owes him an apology for stealing his first kiss?Ariana has no idea how to deal with a man this powerful, this persistent, and completely unfamiliar with the concept of personal space. His bodyguards trail her everywhere she goes, and he has a talent for showing up at the absolute worst possible moments—like he’s determined to turn her life upside down.Benjamin is pretty sure that Mr. Newman, who

Chapter 1

[Ariana]“She’s nothing but a cheap imitation of Bianca,” says Luca, laughing as if he said something funny. “If not for the fact that she looks like her, I wouldn’t even bother keeping her around.”My fingers clench—too tight, painfully tight—as I overhear Luca’s conversation with his friends.Bianca. The name brings up some old and revolting memories from the past—mostly from our school days. Bianca Moretti and I were classmates, but the two of us never got along. She believed in showing off her wealth and status, while I, on the other hand, wanted to stay away from the spotlight.Why? Mostly because of Dad. He was too protective. Too careful. He always made a point of reminding me, literally on every call we had over the past twenty-four years, that I shouldn’t reveal my true identity. That if I did, then anything genuine and normal in my life would disappear and quickly be replaced by fakes, opportunists, and greedy people.I always thought he exaggerated. While I do understand wh

Chapter 2

[Ariana]Look. Let me be honest with you.I’m not the kindest person around.I am, in fact, very stubborn, very spoiled, and very petty. Basically, a walking red flag with good hair.I don’t like it when someone touches what’s mine. I’m not exactly a clean freak, but I do have some boundaries over who can use my things and who can’t. You touch my stuff without asking, and I will remember it forever. Probably bring it up at your wedding.So, you would know how bad my crush on Luca was when I allowed him to change my whole wardrobe, copy my notes, read my journals, lend my books (one of my prized possessions) to his friends who never made a point of returning any of them, and mess around on my laptop when I wasn’t around.I hated it. So much so that I wanted to make very good use of the crystal vase in our shared apartment and have it collide with the heads of his friends. Repeatedly. For educational purpose

Chapter 3

[Ariana]I have the terrible urge to punch someone—and keep punching until someone gives me one reason not to.Too bad, the longer I look at his face, the harder I want to hit him.I can’t believe I wasted so much of my precious time on a jerk like him.I mean, I knew he wasn’t the best human being—and didn’t treat me like a princess—but he always presented himself as this calm, clear-headed guy in front of me, and I couldn’t help but fall for him. It was his decisiveness, I think, and the fact that he didn’t give up easily that pulled me to him at first. I was attracted to the way he stood his ground, the way he didn’t back down, no matter who stood against him. The way he smiled when he was tired, and the way he pulled at his hair when he was frustrated instead of shouting and screaming like other guys did—well, the guys I had seen, at least.He always kept his struggles inside, as if too proud to voice them—to let anyone assume that he was exhausted and overwhelmed, that he was bar

Chapter 4

Bianca turns to me then, smirking like the bitch she is. She yanks the stupid dress out of my hands—the one Luca just picked out for me.She hums, analysing the dress with her eyes. “I have to say, even if he blindly picked it out, the dress is kind of cute. Maybe I should just buy this one.”“Figures. Garbage always finds its own pile.” I quip, not even trying to hide my contempt now that Luca is gone.The truth is, Bianca and I go way back. Except for my true background, she knows everything about me, and I know everything about her. However, she has always been one of those kids who were practically screaming at the top of their lungs about their family’s wealth and status—if not literally, then surely figuratively. Her Instagram was full of posts of high life and expensive nail art.My response gets a strong reaction out of her. Her eyes widen, and her brows knit at the centre of her eyes. “You…who the hell are you calling garbage?”“Depends,” I hum and turn back to the payment co

Chapter 5

[Ariana]The moment I step into the Midnight Club, the first thing that hits me—hard—is the music.It’s not just loud; it’s booming, pounding through the air so violently it feels like it’s shaking the walls themselves.The bass thumps against my chest, the lights flash in dizzying patterns, and for a second, it’s almost overwhelming—like I’ve walked straight into chaos that refuses to slow down.I’m not sure if I’ve confessed this earlier, but I’m not a huge fan of clubbing or socializing.In fact, I’m the last person to put on a dress, ready to become the life of the party.For better or worse, I’m a geek through and through. I’ve never been the kind of person who thrives in loud crowds or lives for wild nights out. Give me a quiet corner, something to read—even a fashion magazine—and I’m perfectly content. I’d take that any day over getting drunk with people I don’t even like, people I would rather never cross paths with again.But Luca? He’s the complete opposite. He feeds off the

Chapter 6

For some reason, I could never gather the courage to tell him. At first, I told myself it was because I didn’t want to intimidate him, didn’t want to make him feel small or threatened.But later, I realized it wasn’t just that—I simply never got the space to have that kind of conversation with him. The kind that goes deeper than surface-level talk, the kind where I could actually be honest about who I am and what I’ve built.I didn’t realize it before, but everything with Luca always revolved around him—his mood, his temper, his needs. Every single moment was measured against how he was feeling that day. If he was in a good mood, I had to be careful not to ruin it. If he was in a bad mood, I had to tiptoe around him so I wouldn’t make things worse. And even on his normal, okay days, I still had to hold myself back, afraid of making anything “too much” for him.It was exhausting, constantly adjusting, co

Chapter 7

[Ariana]“Oh, my God. What?” Loraine gasps, looking at me with those big green eyes of hers.I just told her everything that happened ever since I overheard Luca bitching about me behind my back, in front of a dozen of his friends no less. And then that lovey-dovey, sparks-flying moment he had with Bianca right in front of me.To say she looks enraged would be an understatement.“You’ve got to be kidding me!” She fumes, hands on her perfect, round hips. “What the fuck does he think of himself? Cheap imitation, my foot! His good-for-nothing brain is a cheap imitation of garbage. Bloody asshole. Just pray that I don’t see him any time soon, babe. I swear to God, I’ll break his teeth and shove them down his throat.”I’m not sure if Loraine is actually capable of pulling off something so… bizarre, but it makes me shiver anyway.Knowing her, I wouldn’t ever want to be on her bad side. The girl has a serious temper, and it doesn’t help that when she’s not running the club for her family, sh

Chapter 8

[Ariana]Brimming with nervous excitement, I pace the narrow street behind the club, waiting for the hottie to show up—because apparently, my night now depends on a stranger with good cheekbones.According to Loraine, Sweet Poison—you wouldn’t really expect them to use their real name, would you?—had taken a day off for “personal reasons,” but just for me, she dragged him back.I just hope he actually shows up so my surprise for Luca lands exactly the way it plays out in my head—dramatic, flawless, and mildly devastating.I’d hate for the details to fall apart now. That would be tragic. For me. Not Luca.In a way, I’m kind of a perfectionist. So even if it’s revenge I’m after, it’s going to be organized, well-planned… and executed with style.Just then, the heavy back door of the club swings open, and a man steps out.The first thing I notice is the cigarette lit between his lips—and the way that black leather jacket clings to his broad, almost perfectly sized shoulders.Dammit. When

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