All Chapters of The Billionaire's ex wife : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Margaret's pov:“I want you to fuck me until I am unable to walk anymore. I want you to fuck me until I reach my peak several times and do not have strength to get there anymore. Fuck me, baby”Gasping, his hands stroked her pussy gently, Caroline quivered with excitement, she felt yet another squirt erupt from her. She saw Bryce's swollen cock and reached out to suck it like a child sucking momma's breast. Bryce placed Caroline on his hard swollen cock jerking out moans. “Fuck me!” “Fuck me daddy” Caroline moaned out. After a series of hardcore sex. Caroline laid on the bed having several thoughts, “did I just have sex with a boy young enough to be my son?” "Is this right?” she thought.Where it all began…Caroline's voice shook the walls. “I will never marry Ethan! How can you and Dad be so cruel? None of you care about my happiness, only money!”I folded my arms, trying to keep my composure, but inside I was fuming. “You think love will pay your bills? You think happiness alone wil

Margaret's pov:I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Richard’s face tighten with tension. His emotions were all over the place, a mix of anger, fear, and exhaustion.“Tell me your idea,” he said cautiously, his voice low, already dreading whatever was coming next.I turned to him, letting the words spill out without hesitation. “Why don’t I seduce Malcolm?” I said flatly. “Get close to him. Date him. Extract money from him. Then I’ll pass it to you so you can rebuild your business from scratch.”His face twisted in disbelief. “Hell no!” he shouted, standing abruptly. “You want to loiter around with a man like Malcolm? Are you okay? How could such a disgusting thought even come to your mind?!”Malcolm Blackwood. One of California’s top ten business moguls. Powerful. Ruthless. Wealthy beyond measure. A man known not just for his money, but for his unshakable discipline and street-smart instincts. He was respected and feared in the business world. To Malcolm, every fallen man was an op

Margaret's pov:I sat across from Malcolm, my heart pounding against my chest. I had been dreading this conversation all day. The moment his voice grew calm too calm I knew he was about to name his conditions.Trying to stop him, I forced a smile and leaned forward slightly. “My love,” I said gently, “conditions? I thought… I thought this was love.”Malcolm looked at me for a long moment, his gaze unreadable. Then, slowly, he leaned back in his chair and sighed. “I do love you, mi amor he said rubbing my tits, I love everything about you. But nothing in this world comes free. Not even love.”My smile faltered. The air between us thickened with unease.His tone hardened. “First,” he said, “I want your daughter Caroline to marry my son, Ethan Blackwood. The Business Tycoon of the Year award is coming up, and image is everything. Ethan needs stability, and that includes a presentable fiancee. Caroline will help with that.”I blinked in disbelief. “You want me to… arrange a marriage for m

Margaret’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the wall.A bullet was lodged there, deep and crooked, surrounded by cracked paint and dust. Smoke still clung faintly to the air. The sound of the gunshot echoed in my head long after it had ended.I was alive.Not bleeding.Not injured.Just alive.A sob broke the silence.Caroline.She stood near the bed, shaking violently, her hands covering her face as tears poured through her fingers. The gun slipped from her grip and hit the floor with a sharp sound.“I didn’t mean to,” she cried. “I didn’t mean to do it.”I slowly sat up. My legs felt weak, but I forced myself to stand.“Caroline,” I said carefully.She looked at me, and whatever she saw on my face made her panic. She backed away quickly, her shoulders hitting the wall.“Don’t come close to me,” she screamed. “Don’t touch me.”“I’m fine,” I said. “The bullet didn’t hit me. Look at me.”She shook her head hard. “You don’t get it. You pushed me into this. You did th