All Chapters of Divorced, Now A Billionaire's Desire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter one

VALERIA Renata leaned casually against the locker, her gaze fixed on me as I peeled off my gym instructor attire. Her expression carried that familiar mix of excitement and insistence as she watched me fold my things into my bag. “You will be at my birthday party, right?” she asked, her voice soft but hopeful in a way that already suggested she expected a yes. When I did not answer quickly enough, she stepped closer, tilting her head as if proximity alone could change my mind. “You are coming, aren’t you?” I gave a slow, apologetic shake of my head and turned fully toward her, forcing a gentle smile that did not quite match how tired I felt inside. “I am really sorry, Renata, but I have to cook dinner and take it to Emiliano at his office,” I explained. Her brows pulled together immediately, disappointment settling across her face like a shadow she could not hide. She already knew how this went, yet she still hoped I would choose differently. “Valeria,” she said, her tone tighte

Chapter 2

EMILIANO I deliberately stayed away from home for two days, trying to avoid Valeria Jiménez Aguirre even though the truth was I was not avoiding her presence alone but the consequences of what she had already begun to see. I told myself I only needed time, space, and distance before everything collapsed under the weight of my own choices, yet even while staying away I knew I would eventually have to return because I needed fresh clothes and an explanation I was not sure I could give without everything falling apart. When I finally pulled into the driveway, the house felt heavier than I remembered. I walked in and found Valeria in the kitchen, but I ignored her completely, choosing silence over confrontation. I went straight to our bedroom, showered quickly, and changed into something more comfortable, pretending I could wash away the tension building inside me. When I returned to the dining room, she was already seated, eating in complete silence. I sat across from her and waited,

Chapter 3

VALERIA Emiliano Navarro Reyes had already signed the divorce papers, and as planned, Renata Salgado Mora had retrieved them for me. His willingness to sign so quickly did not surprise me anymore. There was a time I would have called it love, but now I knew it was simply indifference dressed up as convenience. I stared out of the airplane window as the clouds stretched endlessly beneath me, and for a moment, memories I had buried for two years came rushing back with uncomfortable clarity. Two years ago, my life had not been perfect, but it had been complete in a way I no longer knew how to describe. I had wealth, structure, and a name that carried weight, yet none of it ever truly belonged to me in the way people assumed. In our family, women were never raised to own their lives. We were raised to preserve alliances, to become extensions of power, and to accept that love was secondary to arrangement. I was sent to the finest business school, dressed in luxury, and protected from p

Chapter 4

VALERIA That night, Xavier Jiménez Aguirre insisted on taking me to a hotel, refusing to let me stay in the place I had originally chosen because he claimed it was beneath the standard he wanted for me, and although I tried to argue, I eventually gave in because I did not have the strength to fight anything anymore. I spent most of the night lying awake, staring at the ceiling as my mind replayed everything that had collapsed around me, my marriage, my trust, and the life I had thought I understood, until exhaustion finally pulled me into a shallow sleep that did nothing to ease the heaviness in my chest. The next day, Xavier arrived earlier than expected, his presence calm but firm, and the moment he stepped into the room I could already tell he was carrying news I would not like. He told me I had to return home and face our parents, and the words alone made my stomach tighten as though I had been asked to walk into something I was not ready to survive. “I do not think I am ready

Chapter 5

VALERIA Stepping into the house where I had spent my childhood, I felt nostalgia settle over me like a familiar weight I had never fully escaped. Everything still looked exactly the same as it had two years ago when I left home, as if life here had continued without interruption while I had been busy breaking apart elsewhere. “Come on,” Xavier Jiménez Aguirre urged, pulling me gently out of my thoughts. “They are waiting for us in the study room.” I followed him in silence, my footsteps quiet against the polished floor as we climbed the stairs. We stopped outside the familiar study door, and after a couple of knocks, Xavier pushed it open. We stepped inside together. The first person my eyes landed on was my mother, Camila Torres Beltrán, sitting with her usual immaculate presence. She wore a white dress that looked like it belonged on a runway, possibly Versace, tailored so perfectly it almost felt like it belonged more to a mannequin than a human body. Her hair was pulled tight

Chapter 6

EMILIANO Her question hit the table like something sharp enough to draw attention in an instant. “You actually left your wife for me?” Camila Torres Beltrán’s voice carried a calm curiosity, but beneath it was something that felt almost like mockery, and I found myself pausing mid-meal with my gaze fixed on the plate in front of me before slowly lifting it to meet hers. The way she looked at me made it hard to decide whether she was genuinely interested or simply testing how far I would bend before I broke. “Why phrase it like that?” I asked, my tone quieter than I intended, because the truth was far less convenient than I wanted it to be. “Just to be clear, she was the one who filed for the divorce, not me.” Camila tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into something that resembled amusement. “But you still signed the papers,” she pointed out, as if that single detail carried more weight than everything else I had just said. And she was not wrong. The truth sat somewhe

Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7 DAMIÁN I stood by the tall window, holding a fresh cup of coffee as I looked out at the other high-rise buildings stretching across the city. My mind was not calm, not even close, because too many things had been happening lately that kept pressing on me in ways I refused to fully acknowledge. Too many people were getting on my nerves, too many situations demanding attention, but I chose to ignore all of it because I knew that the moment I started focusing too deeply, it would only create more tension, more conflict, and I had no intention of feeding unnecessary chaos. The vibration of my phone in my pocket pulled me out of my thoughts. I took it out, saw that it was Xavier Jiménez Aguirre calling, and answered by swiping the screen. I brought the phone to my ear, still facing the window. “Damián?” Xavier’s lively voice came through immediately. “What do you say we grab dinner this evening?” I already knew my answer before he even finished speaking. I had plans tonight

Chapter 8

VALERIA I had spent the entire day buried in the library, flipping through books and notes about real estate management until my head felt heavy with information. I did not want to appear like a complete novice in front of Damián Ibarra Cruz, especially not when he was going to be my coach. The thought alone made me push myself harder, even when my concentration started to blur. By evening, I returned home starving. Xavier Jiménez Aguirre told me we were going out for dinner, so I quickly took a shower and grabbed the first dress I saw on the hanger, a simple yellow one that I did not think too much about. I just needed to eat and relax my mind. When we arrived at the restaurant, I was surprised to find the place completely empty. It felt almost unreal. Xavier explained that he had reserved the entire space because he did not want to deal with crowds that night. I found his reason a bit excessive, but I did not argue because my main priority was food. While he stepped away to tak

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