Carrying My Billionaire Ex's Heir Novels & Stories

"Holy shit!" She gasped, turning the screen toward me, where the announcement post was going viral on I*******m: “SOCIALITE, ARTIST AND MODEL CHARLOTTE MILLER ALL SET TO MARRY XEROS MARTINEZ: A BILLIONAIRE WITH A DARK PAST.” “What… how is this possible?” He was the scary, infamous heir of the Marinez Empire, who was rumoured to handle all their illegal dealings. How had the Millers agreed on this arrangement?

She gently shut back the door and focused on me, so I began. "Being a billionaire is not always full of roses, you will have a lot of people who want your life, a lot of enemies. As you know, Dad is a strict and strong-headed man, he has a lot of people who want him dead and since he is smart, they are unable to get him, so they target me because whether Dad wants it or not, I am his heir and nothing could change that." I glanced at her again, and she smiled softly, a smile that got my hand moving to her lips, I turned to her fully and massaged her lips. They were soft and I love them.

she chortled, "after all you are the mother of a billionaire heir." "Just get away," I said to her while giggling and made my way to the car. Entering the car, my mind traveled back to what Jane said in the Kitchen, Adrian actually is the heir to the top billionaire in the country and it was a fact that could not be denied. Pondering on it, it didn't feel proper that I will deny him his right because of some issue I had with his Father. Certainly, one day he was going to ask me about his Father and I might be so lost, I thought. As Darian was a popular figure, gradually the resemblance was going to show and then I may have no excuse to give. "How on earth was I going to handle it when it get

If I told Shena, she might cry with envy. Except for Oliver and Alex, I scrutinized the other guy. He was handsome, with tan skin and grayish hair, but he was still in a suit, as if he'd just come from work. "Do you not know that guy?" Chelsie must have noticed my confusion because she whispered to me. I shook my head and looked at her. "He's a man who inherited his ancestors' wealth. I heard his father's company went bankrupt, but a month later, he revived it. He's also a successful billionaire with branches in the Philippines and companies in other countries."

She opened her phone and tried to turn off her notifications, but she saw an unusually eye-catching comment in the comments section. "Only a fool would believe that Caroline's husband is a rich heir like Mr. Sorkin. Do you still not understand why she never reveals who her husband is?" Someone replied, "Do you have the inside story?" That person replied immediately, "Of course, Caroline's husband is a driver. I've seen him pick Caroline up from work more than once." "No way. Although Evans Group has fallen, Caroline's ex is the heir of the Morrison family. It's impossible for her to marry an ordinary man, right?"

and proposed to her, and according to her, it was a few weeks to our wedding. But guess what, I married some hot mysterious stranger I can’t seem to get out of my head. “Urgh” I moan out walking out of the plane, parked In front of us are 5 cars, the guards all pull-out and they remind me of who I am. Ethan Blackwood, Self-made Trillionaire, and heir to my grandfather's empire as soon as I have my hands on a wife and child. I slide into the car beside Rafaelle and the thoughts of Lexi occupy my mind again, in the hours that have passed, pieces of memories from that night had started pouring in.

“The rival bidder is aggressive and well-funded. They are attempting to sow distrust in the market by fabricating information about my company’s stability.” Instability caused by a secret heir and a hacker wife, I mentally supplied, moving to the coffee machine. “We need to look flawless today,” he continued, finally turning to assess me. “Tonight is the Thorne Legacy Gala. Every major stakeholder, every rival CEO, and my entire extended family will be there. Rule Two is in effect: perfection is the only acceptable standard.” “Perfection has a price, Julian,” I murmured, pouring my coffee. He raised an eyebrow. “It does. And I paid ten million dollars for yours. Don’t disappoint me.”

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

“You fool, do you even know why I insisted on you marrying Angela Hunter?” I frowned, breathing hard. “Because she’s from a good family?” He let out a cold laugh that had no humor in it. “Good family? You really think I care about that?” He released me and straightened his jacket, pacing behind his desk like a man trying to hold back a storm. “Beta Hunter and his wife inherited a fortune, old money hidden well, tied to properties and accounts that only their bloodline can access. And guess who’s the sole heir to that wealth.”

The casino would be his, no strings attached. Evan must be thrilled. In just three days, our wedding will make everything his. I’m the only Bennett heiress. The sole heir to my father’s empire. And he really thought I’d settle for being another name on his list? Just a pawn in his game? Sadness didn’t even stand a chance. Fury burned it out fast. A plan was forming—bold, reckless, the kind you don’t even dare say out loud. I was going to leave Evan. But not just leave.