Chasing My Billionaire Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Why not to a billionaire? Little did I know that five years later, I'd still be a sick billionaire's virgin wife. My pussy was still throbbing, traitorously wet from having cum in front of my step son moments ago. I gulped and tried to crawl backward like a wounded animal, but he lunged at me, one big hand fisting in my long brunette hair.

A few seconds later, we arrived at the ward where Kayla lay, her face glowing and her mouth talking non-stop even though Ethan said she was seriously sick and wouldn't wake up. Then, the doctor appeared. "She's here Damien. She's my wife and she'd donate the blood." He muttered. "I wouldn't donate my blood to anybody!" I yelled, trying to remove my arm that Ethan still held in his hands. "Is anything the matter?" The doctor asked. "I can't donate my blood," I muttered once more. I should've said it out loud that I was pregnant, but I wasn't sure if I should let Ethan know anymore. He was crossing all boundaries just for his ex. If he had shown this side of himself before our marriage, there

They both took a seat and Alessa sat next to Damien while Aria sat next to Aiden. “Is this what you do now? You host dumb parties and dress up fancy?” Damien asked as he looked at her. The kids couldn't hear their conversation. Alessa didn't look at him as she gave a response. She poured herself a drink. “No, this is the first time and I had no idea until it was too late to turn it down,” she replied as she brought the glass closer to her lips. “Really? If you don't know you are all over the news. Have you read the headlines? The billionaire’s ex-wife returns as a billionaire and with twins. She invested in… “

Weren't they excited because she was pregnant? “This is what you get for marrying a stripper, Zephyr. I warned you several times, but you didn't listen. Now she keeps following us around, hoping to jilt us out of our wealth,” Mrs. Blackwood echoed with irritation to Zephyr, who had no expression on his face. “I just want this gold digger out of my sight,” Mrs. Blackwood exaggerated with a loud gasp. “Yes, it was his fault for not listening to his mother when she warned him about marrying someone like Nova.”

“You’re my son. That girl—she’s not even worthy of being your mistress, let alone your wife. She’s twisted you around her little finger, made you defy your own mother.” I feel my hands clench into fists at my sides. “You think you understand my life?” I fire back, my voice cracking with frustration. “Your marriage to Dad might have looked perfect on the outside, but I know the truth. You two had status, money, and nothing else. You think that’s why I’m with Angela?” Her eyes narrow, a flash of something unreadable crossing her face. “You’ve lost your mind,” she says coldly. “I’m doing this for you.”

"Alec, I need your help. There's a bitch who's threatening my stay in the Houston mansion. I want you to find out anything that you can about her and send me all the details. I can't risk losing everything that I've achieved to be here." "Alright, what's her name?" "Sonia Vaughan." Alec scoffed before he asked. "You mean thee Sonia Vaughan?" "Yes, silly. Find out anything you can about her and tell me. She's the whore that Elijah has been messing around with, not Darla. She's the one that Zara is planning to get married to Elijah when he comes back from his business trip. I seriously can't let that happen." "You don't want to mess with her, Abi. She's Sonia Vaughan, the daughter of the CEO o

Chapter 13 The revelation of my grandfather's will kept me awake for most of the night. I tossed and turned in my grand bed, staring up at the shadow-draped ceiling. A billionaire heiress. The main shareholder of a corporate empire. It all sounded like a wild fairy tale, but the danger attached to it was very real. Someone had tipped off Thaddeus. Someone knew I was pregnant before I had even told my closest friends back home, and they had used that knowledge like a weapon against me.

Her dress was dramatic and alluring as if she had been waiting for this moment to make a statement. And standing right beside Roman, she looked like the perfect match for him. Cold, calculated, polished. Like a typical billionaire’s wife. The media was right when they named them the couple of the year. Sabrina. I didn’t stand a chance with her. Feeling as though a noose was tightened around my neck, I tried hard to breathe and furiously blink back the tears that were beginning to glisten in my eyes. I turned on my heel, planning to leave without being noticed by any of them. But as I turned to leave, my body suddenly collided with a server, knocking off her tray and causing the glasses of dr

Every breath felt heavy, and every small movement made her body tense before falling into suffocating silence as she reached her climax. Tears slipped down her cheeks without her realizing it, mixing with the cold sweat that hadn’t yet dried. She stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. How ironic. So this was what it felt like to be the wife of a billionaire who had everything except love. Slowly, Sarah pushed the vibrator aside and reached for her phone. Her nightly routine was always the same: opening her second I*******m account just to check one profile—@Iam.mia.

She trailed off, speculating on the particulars of where she was or might be, what might have been the reason for her disappearance, of course, her high-profile marriage to the famed business tycoon. Literally, almost all sort of some powerful billionaire loses his wife, and she's alone and out somewhere, and here is Kai, desperate enough to put a reward on his own wife's head. I admired his grit. "Well," I whispered, "looks like I finally got what I wanted.”