Billionaire's Second Chance: Winning Her Back Novels & Stories

She blurted out which made Mom flare at her shutting her up. She stood up, "Wish you the best of luck." She said going into her room. I had expected she'd have gotten better since all these while but guess some things just never change. I knew I was introduced as a girl who just come back from the countryside to Henry because of our marriage and so that he wouldn't say I got married to him to seek more alliance between him and my dad's company. I'm the heir to my dad's company and we are the second topping the billionaire chart in the USA but I just wanted to be ordinary to him so he'll love me just the way I want him to.

“Where did you go? Don’t just leave me hanging here, sweetheart. Just say what you want and how you want. I promise you won’t have to explain anything any further.” Perhaps it was his comforting words and the assurance and sincerity in his eyes that made her a little brave. Carmen lifted her gaze, shrugging off the shiver that his feverish whispers were shooting down her spine. “I want that,” she finally said, her chest tightening only briefly before she felt the tension release its hold on her. “I want to give us a second chance, but keep it from everyone for a while. At least for as long as—”

“Money or you.” Sophie met his gaze. “And you chose?” He dropped a document onto the table. “Neither. I chose myself.” She scanned the paper. It was a withdrawal from the Trust. He’d signed away 1.4 billion dollars in potential inheritance. Sophie whispered, “You didn’t have to do that.” “I did,” he replied. “Because I won’t build my future with hands chained to someone else’s gold.” She stepped closer. And kissed him. Camellia broke into the second partition of the Ash List USB.

Now, I was no longer the Jane who cried on park benches or begged for scraps of love from people who didn’t deserve me. I was Jane Harrison, CEO of one of the largest oil companies in San Francisco CA, a mother to a beautiful daughter, and a woman who had reclaimed her power. All just because of one good man. Nate. My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. I glanced at the screen and smiled when I saw the name. Answering the call, I leaned back, my voice warm and steady. “What is it, Nate? Don’t tell me you’re already missing me.”

The woman I had carelessly discarded, thinking I wasn't ready for commitment. I couldn't shake off the memories of our past. I had married Marie solely to gain control of my family's wealth, and once I had achieved my goal, I thought it was time for us to part ways. But Marie had pleaded with me to stay, to work through our issues, and I had callously ignored her. Now, the tables had turned. I was the one who was desperate to win her back, to prove my love and commitment to her. But it seemed I had competition, and that realization only strengthened my resolve. I would stop at nothing to reclaim Marie's heart and make her mine once again.

I'm still crazy about the sensation we both share. We made it a few more rounds before Adahlia fell. She put her arm around me as I hugged her. We are feeling each other's warm and naked body. – "Oh my gosh! Sebastian, why didn't you get married first!? What did I say to you child!? I cannot believe this, my banana bear! #Shocked!" "Damn it, you're an heir, and you're really young. Wake up and we'll figure it out." I woke up to shouting and talking. Damn, the TV is on early in the morning!? I'm the only person here!

“Is this because of Maddie? Are you doing all of this because of her?” I stared into her amber eyes intently as my palm calloused and I bobbed my head in affirmation. “Yes, I am doing all of this because of her. Maddie is back and she is back for good, she was the one who broke my heart and she is here to mend it back for good” “Maddie!” My mum and grandfather exclaimed at the same time. “Yes, you heard right, she is back for good. Then, you forced me into marriage because I was powerless, and now that I have become the richest billionaire in New York City! I would do whatever I want and without giving a damn about your opinions”

"Harrison, you must understand that I am no longer in love with you, now please leave, if you decide to accept my proposal, you are welcome, otherwise, do not touch the floors of my company again, because I swear I will call security." Harrison felt how his ego was trampled on about a thousand times, the woman humiliated him in such a way, that he decided not to knock on the doors of his company again, or so he thought at the time, because he had no idea that the building of his company was about to be auctioned off by the bank. Possibly he would return to his knees to beg his wife for a second chance, because she had everything for a man like him to surrender to her charms.

"You can't forgive me because he's back, Lucky. You can't give me another chance because you want him back." "That's not true!" "That's the truth, Lucky. You want him back, that's why you're dropping me now." I balled my fists. "You are hopeless." I turned my back on him, determined to leave. "I will take you back, Lucky. You are mine! I will do everything to have you back. Remember that. I am the only one who loves you. He doesn't love you anymore so you don't have a choice but to choose me. You'll be mine again. You'll be mine again, Lucky."

He knew she was still unsure of him, and to be honest, he was slightly unsure of her now as well. He was a billionaire again. People wanted money and power from him. He hoped she wasn't one of those people. He thought she wasn't back on the island, but now... She'd turned him down when he was a broke bartender. What was different about him being a billionaire now? “I should head back to the hotel,” he said long after they finished dessert and the bottle of wine emptied. The restaurant was nearly deserted, and he had a feeling the manager would be coming soon to kick them out for closing time.