Carrying My Billionaire Ex's Heir Novels & Stories

None of the pictures had her face. "Should I post this online? " He said and I stopped to look at him. Was he challenging me? "Just think about posting " I said, coming closer to his chair where he was sitting. "I will kill your daughter," I said looking straight into his eyes. I knew I wouldn't. I just wanted to check if he knew where she was? There was no change in his facial expressions. He smiled at me and said. "The youngest Billionaire of Titan Industry with his girl" As soon as he finished speaking. I choked my own Saliva. My girl?

I turned to look at him to see if he was going to shout he was joking, but he never did. Yes, my ex-husband was a freaking billionaire, but Asher would rather jump off the mountain and die than get me anything tangible. “Oh my God Shaun” my voice was high due to astonishment. “You got it for me?” that was a stupid question, but my insecure self just had to ask.

I assumed he was in his 40’s. "I'm sorry, I've already entered here because your cashier stated the CR is here, therefore I was genuinely looking for the CR," he innocently said. Then, his eyes widened as he glanced at me, so he immediately reached into his pocket and got something out of it. It was a picture! "Savannah? Savannah Klaire Ramirez? Is this you?" And he showed me the picture that made me confused because I was there with my mom. "Yes!" I answered instantly.

The funds they contained were sizable—enough to ensure Delilah’s security and fund trusts for both Liam and Emilia. But with the discovery came risk. Word of the inheritance leaked, and suddenly journalists were sniffing around the estate. A tabloid ran a headline: "Sinclair Bastard Heiress Surfaces With $40M Secret Fortune." Ava was furious. "How did this get out?" Dominic suspected Jacques. But without proof, they had no way of stopping the spread. Security around the estate was doubled. A lawyer specializing in privacy and defamation was brought on. And for a while, they lived in a fishbowl.

“You humiliated me, Stella. Do you even understand what you’ve done? Why?” Before I could explain—or at least try—he hung up. I stared at my phone in disbelief, my heart shattering into a million pieces. The weight of my actions pressed down on me like a crushing wave. I scrolled through my notifications, and my blood ran cold. My face was plastered all over the news. The headlines were cruel, each one more damning than the last: “Heiress Caught in Scandal: One-Night Stand on Her Wedding Day!” The comments were even worse.

If only she had listened to her friend telling her that this man had no regard whatsoever for her, she wouldn't have been in such a disaster. "How would you feel if I did the same to you? Let's speak hypothetically, I know that I do not mean a lot to you but this is the height of disrespect that I can take. How do you expect me to walk in society? Being dumped by a billionaire for a freaking commoner?!" Hunter rolled his eyes at Lily's outburst. He was only doing this out of his good conscience and not because she was that perfect or he wanted the relationship to sail. "I'd never promised you marriage. I never promised that we will be committed. Don't you think it is more honorable to hear i

The man stepped closer, handing her a glass of warm water. "My name is Julian Thorne. I found you under the bridge." Camila drank the water greedily, her tears falling into the glass. "Why are you helping me? I have nothing to pay you with." Julian picked up Camila’s sketchbook from the bedside table. "You have this. Your talent is the most valuable currency in my world. I saw your name on some of the sketches... Camila Wilson Xavier? Are you the wife of that billionaire?" Camila flinched. Fear shadowed her eyes once more.

“Could you please hold on? I'll be heading to the hospital now. You could continue with the treatment and I'll bring the payment—” "We've given enough grace, Miss Hart,” the doctor cut in. "No deposit, no treatment.” Before I could say another word, the line beeped dead. Mr. McConaughey who had overheard every single word, scoffed. I turned to see him smirking. “What's the problem?" I asked. "You can’t pay for your son’s schooling, yet you still want to keep that old woman alive?” Je shook his head. “She's already at her end, Miss Hart. I'd advise you let her die and focus on what's more important—your child.”

She said shamelessly and I am more determined to leave her with nothing, now more than ever. " Well that's your problem and I hope you are enjoying your man and all that he has to offer. As for me, I have a date with my billionaire fiance." I said proudly before picking up my handbag. " So you actually have a relationship with him?" " But of course, he is the love of my life and I wanted to even bring him home next weekend but not anymore, this doesn't feel like home." I waved my hand around for dramatic effect. " That guy is a billionaire and he can't be in love with someone like you, he is just with you for your inheritance. Look I know you hate me and you are desperate to take back your i

I started. I watched as her face suddenly lit up in a broad smile. "Wow, that is such a good thing Emily," she squealed. "I don't know if it's a good thing Helen, I haven't accepted him yet, and I don't think I would," I replied. Her wide smile tightened into a confused frown. "Why is that?" I stared at her, without saying a word. "This is about your past right? Possibly your ex-husband? The one whose child you are carrying?"