Billionaire Let's Divorce Novels & Stories

Aaliyah’s POV If someone had told me two years ago that I would one day divorce Henry and almost immediately marry a billionaire I met in a club, I would have laughed so hard I might have fallen off my chair. Maybe even thrown my drink at them saying it was insulting. Not in a million years would I have believed it. And yet here I was; standing in the middle of a beautiful home Orrin bought for us, his hand holding mine and his eyes locked on me like I was the only person that existed in the world.

"You have the audacity...after all you did, you come back to plead with me to take you back and talk to all my investors? That means you're still not remorseful. You still want me so you can manipulate me again. And I'm not going to be somebody for you to manipulate." I took a deep breath, my voice firm. "And about the divorce, I've filed for a unilateral divorce a long time ago. Luther and I are getting married, so I don't need you in my life again. I don't need you coming to this office, causing a scene. Please stay out of my life and enjoy your own.”Here's the continuation: Asher's eyes widened in surprise. "You've signed a unilateral divorce...and you're getting married to Luther? You're

“You are my heart and soul, Mia. I want us to start over properly. Let this marriage and everything attached to it go.” She blinks in surprise. “What?” “I just told legal not to fight the divorce. I told them I wanted the prenup destroyed. All of it. And I told them my mother gets no access to any of my personal legal business anymore.” She just stares at me. “We can build our own Common Ground.” “But all that money you put into it…” I shrug. “I’ve had some investments come good lately. You win some, you lose some. Let them have it.”

I straightened slightly, meeting the assembled cameras directly. "Since my divorce finalized, I have not accepted a single cent from the Blackwood family." I said, my voice carrying firm, unmistakable clarity. "Not alimony, not any settlement beyond what basic legal proceedings required, nothing whatsoever. I left that marriage with exactly what I brought into it, my own personal resources, entirely separate from anything connected to my former husband's fortune." The room fell into genuine, complete silence. I continued, allowing the significance of that statement to fully register before elaborating further.

she expressed in shock. It felt unbelievable, and they all rose to their feet, staring at the TV screen like toddlers watching cartoons, unable to be disturbed. "As the report reached us, we found out that the former Alda Morgan, now Alessandra Russo, was recently divorced by her husband, Tyler Harrington, and lost everything she ever had to the cold hands of her husband's divorce." "Could this be fate? The former Alda Morgan, now Alessandra Russo, who should now be a nobody, is now one of the richest women alive in the United States of America."

"What?" "I can't believe what is happening right now." There's another reason why I couldn't afford to divorce David apart from my love for him, and that was my parents. They would flip if they found out David and I got divorced because their business wasn't doing well these past few months, and my father had borrowed a huge amount of money from the bank. If the alliance between both companies ends, so will everything they had. "No, you can't do this. David, we've known each other for over seven years before we got married; you can't do this to me." I cried, scratching my head with my hands.

”Just let me file for a divorce already. “If you do that,how are you going to take care of me?” “I’ll work harder.” “Dante,you know how much I love luxury things.You have assets to all of Lena’s money so just keep spending it on me,okay?” “It’s as if you’re with me for only money.” “Oh come on,my love.Why are you saying this?”It was as if she was going to cry.”You promised to always take care of me and you know I love luxury things,you don’t want to make me happy anymore?”

Dropping her cell phone on the sofa seat and throwing her head back, Giovana could hardly believe what she will read in the newspapers. Her face was stamped on various social media profiles as the former wife of billionaire Antony. Many of them gestured a betrayal on her part. That made Giovana’s blood boil.

I said like he even had my number. "Of course," he said. "You're going through a divorce but for some reason in the court documents it says you filed for it immediately your mother was put to rest." Dominic said as I frowned. "That's impossible. It was Julian that filed for it." I said. "But it's your name in the court documents. And you requested five billion dollars, seems a bit too much for alimony doesn't it." Dominic said and I couldn't believe it. My lawyers said the highest I could get was the three hundred million I was promised. Where did this five billion come from?

“Mr. Carlton has left you his company and other estates under your name. He entrusted you to handle the company well. He also left two additional accounts, including two trust funds intended for your future children.” He didn’t read the rest aloud. Instead, he handed us copies of the will, along with a list of people my father had advised me to avoid in the long run. The will was short, but it was clear. After discussing the legal transfers and documents, I helped my mother rest after she signed everything. Once she fell asleep, I stepped outside and found Attorney Wilde waiting. “You wanted to speak with me. Is now a good time?” he asked. I nodded, glancing once more at my sleeping mother.