Chased By My Billionaire Ex-husband Novels & Stories

This night has been nothing short of one crazy disaster after the other. I can feel Bhyron’s eyes on me. I can tell that he’s murderous after the cancellation of our wedding, but I keep my eyes firmly lowered to the ground, choosing to avoid his gaze while struggling to process everything that’s happened. I think I’m in shock. Traumatized, too. All in one night, I’ve been forced on a trip I never wanted to go on, almost kidnapped, trusted a gangster, risked my life to enter into a secret dungeon, gotten betrayed, watched people get killed and had my wedding cancelled.

“So you’re saying if he shows up tomorrow with another bouquet, you’ll slam the door in his face?” “Yes.” “No hesitation?” “None.” She raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Right.” I sigh, rubbing my temple. “I’m serious. I have no interest in going back to that family. Do you know how exhausting it was being part of their world? Constantly walking on eggshells, dealing with Fiona’s manipulations, Lyle’s inability to prioritize me over her, and his mother treating me like an outsider no matter what I did?” I shake my head. “I’m done. I’ve had enough.”

"How could you be so heartless?" It was the last time Allora saw him... ~~ As she snapped out of her thoughts, she felt a burning gaze upon her, and her black eyes instantly locked with the brown ones of the man she once called her husband. "Mason..." she could help but whispers his name. Her knees trembled beneath her, threatening to give way, but Sharon swiftly moved to support her. Her friend's expression mirrored the horror and fear that gripped Allora. The anger she saw in her ex-husband's eyes made her flinch, and in that moment, survival instincts took over. Without a second thought, she ran, driven by the desperate need to save herself before the storm of his rage engulfed her entire

Allison’s POV “I'm telling you, Allie,” Tasha uttered, as we stepped into the event hall. “I was so shocked when I got the call to manage this event. A whole billionaire CEO saw my small brand and decided to trust it. He changed my life for real.” “That's great, T. I'm so happy for you, babe. You deserve the best things in life.” I replied. We were currently at a charity gala which Tasha was in charge of. The event was filled with the creme de la creme of the society, and I couldn't help but feel out of place in my black bodycon dress.

Dominic POV Aiden burst into my office, his voice filled with urgency. "Boss, we found her!" The moment those words reached my ears, I leaped from my chair, my heart racing with hope and anxiety. It had been a year since my Ex wife vanished without a trace, leaving me in a constant state of worry and regret. I often wished I could rewind time and be the husband I should have been, but now it felt like that chance had slipped away. "How? When?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended, as I caught Aiden's gaze. His eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was also a hint of sympathy that made my heart ache.

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.

I call softly, reaching the edge of the stage area just as he descends the steps. Before I can say more, a loud voice cuts through the lingering murmurs. “Amara! There you are, my love!” A man pushes through the crowd, tall, disheveled in a cheap suit, his face flushed with anger or alcohol or both. I don’t recognize him at first, then as I stare at him I recall where I know him. A brief, meaningless flirtation years ago before Noah, someone I barely knew. He grabs my arm, his grip too tight. “Amara Bennett, or should I say Frost now? You think you can just run off and play billionaire wife while carrying my child? Leaving me behind? After everything we've shared?”

"I don't know how to explain it. It's just... the way he watches you. The way he talked to you. It's like he's waiting for you to remember something." Clara felt a chill run down her spine. "Remember what?" "I don't know. But I noticed it. And I think you noticed it too." Clara did not answer. She stared at the closed bedroom door, behind which a billionaire CEO was roaring like a velociraptor, and tried to shake the feeling that her life was about to become far more complicated than she had anticipated.

he said, “to be my wife.” And just like that… the billionaire secret stopped being a mystery. And became a trap.