Begging His Billionaire Ex Back Novels & Stories

Ricky said replying me now also in business mode and I nodded back replying that is fine. "So what do you say Nathan Curtis Silverman, the ex billionaire, will you partner with me and join me in the quest that will end with us as billionaires... and you getting your sweet sweet revenge." Ricky said to me with a glint in his eyes while holding his hand out to me. "Yes I accept." I said with malicious smirk of my own while putting my hand in his to seal the deal as I now had something to live for and drive me. Anyone who once did me wrong better watch it as I, Nathan Curtis Silverman the ex billionaire was coming for his sweet delicious revenge. However a little voice nagged my mind about how

“Send Ms Granger and Simon congratulatory gifts. Send them gifts worth hundreds of millions of dollars each. No. Make it a billion dollars each. Go nuts with those gifts. Just make sure the media talks about it. Make it big news and get it trending all over social media.” Betty looked just as confused as she felt worried for her boss. A huge part of her could understand the frustration the woman was going through. She had been cheated by her ex-husband in a manner that she never saw it coming. And now this—another man who she had slowly and surely started to consider a possibility was acting out on a whole new level. But the other part of Betty wanted to remind the billionaire in front of he

He automatically stopped after he was announced as the youngest billionaire in the whole of Broken Hill. Did that make any sense? I guess not, so this was what happened. On a certain day, my ex-boyfriend returned from work and complained about a fall in his income. According to him, the company was losing it financially and he had to stop giving me the supposed weekly peanuts for my upkeep else he would go bankrupt. Of course, he lied! A billionaire had all he wanted and I perceived he was going to kick me out of his life. Oh, I know he wouldn't say this part of the story but have emphasized how wicked Nicole had been to have run away with half of his wealth.

I asked, referring to that whole little show. "Did you not like it?" He asked, looking innocent. "I see you spent a lot of money getting all this organized," I said, lightly kicking some rose petals. "I'm a billionaire, babe. I can afford to exaggerate without fear," he replied with a shrug. "Okay, but you still haven't answered my question. I want to know why you went to all this trouble. Why did you do this?" I looked at him as being direct. "I thought you already understood," he said, pointing to the billboards that still projected the phrase. "It's written everywhere. I did all this because I want you back, Laura."

“I know that you keep insisting that this is best for you, but do you really mean that?” “Are you suggesting I go back to Igor? It seems that’s what you want from me.” “You don’t have to go back to him.” “But I have to go back, right? That’s what you’re implying?” “You’re a billionaire,” he points out. “You do realize what that means, don’t you? You’ve got properties all over the country and abroad, all worth a shit ton of money. Why are you allowing your life to pass in a place as desolate as this one?”

I had already told him about my background, and my assault by my best friend and step-sister. “You know I cannot force you to go there, but you understand that I won't be able to give you a job, right?” Bennett asked, frustration evident in his tone. “I have fifty people who depend on me for their survival, I can't afford to tussle with Infinity Corp.” Tears stung my eyes at the subtle apology in his voice. “Indeed. I understand, Boss.” I ended the call and started packing my things. I still had almost twenty thousand dollars in savings. I could disappear and find another place to survive.

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

And then he let out a short, incredulous laugh. "You don't have to do this, Lilian," he said, shaking his head as if he were dealing with a stubborn child. "You have a billionaire ex-husband who wants you back. I can give you everything you need. You don't need to work, you don't need to suffer anymore."

“Let me remind you that what we had was nothing but a trade of money for sex, am I clear?” He spat. “And look at me when I'm talking to you, dammit!” Fighting back tears, I raised my head and nodded. “I'm sorry I said that. Please forgive me.” “You had better be.” He spat, before turning and storming out of the house. + To pay her mother’s hospital bills, Allison Wallace becomes Leo Da Silva’s sugar baby, after one night of indulgence.

“Sophia was and will never be a gold-digger. She’s too decent for that. Too principled.” He leaned in, his face inches from mine, his eyes blazing with a fury I hadn’t seen in years. “You want to talk about gold-diggers, Donald? Let me tell you about gold-diggers. Laura. Your new bitch. She is the gold-digger. She’s after your money, your status, everything you represent. And you, my son, are letting yourself be blinded by a superficial attraction, a manufactured passion, while discarding a woman who genuinely cared for you.”