Ditch The Billionaire, Own My Better Life! Novels & Stories

When she had to swallow the bitter pill alone, she remained silent and let her ex-mother-in-law and ex-sister-in-law insult and humiliate her. It's all in the past, Sandra, Sandra muttered to herself, brushing aside her fears. Don't let their existence scare you. Those people won't be able to touch you. You are a famous writer. You have money, you have everything you need. And this time, I won't let them step on my pride. My already perfect life cannot be disturbed. I won't let them touch Amelia, not even one finger... Sandra used this sentence silently in her heart, like chanting a spell, until finally she could feel calm again. "But there's no harm in trying. Didn't you say before that you

"Whoa, one million dollars? That's a game-changer! With that kind of money, I can finally live the life I've always dreamed of. I can buy a house and a car and set my mom up for life. I can go back to school and pursue my passion for beauty and become a successful beautician. The possibilities are endless! I can actually become the rich girl I've always wanted to be, without having to pretend to be someone else. This could be my ticket to a brand new life, and I'm tempted to take it." I'm lost in a daydream of all the things I could buy with a million dollars - clothes, shoes, and a life of luxury. But the man's voice snaps me back to reality, "Are you in or out?" he asks quietly and quickly

"If I ever become Richard Smith's second wife, the first thing I'll do is fire that damn Chloe!" I laughed at his rant. Life is really hard on people like us. These three years have really taught me a very valuable lesson because it's been very expensive. I had to lose the house I bought for nothing. Sacrificing my life for the sake of cunning, selfish humans. Daydreaming like Natty did was the cheapest thing we could do to stay sane through it. "You know," Natty glanced right then left, front, and back. "Chloe thinks that by sucking up to the shopping center owner, her career will remain safe."

She retorted, ready for a fight. “I won’t exchange words with you. Thank your lucky stars you’re opportune to be born into a billionaire family because if you lived a day in my shoes maybe your world view will be different and you’ll treat people for what they’re but you’re that little girl to denigrate and insult.” “Shut up!”

“What? Are you serious? Fifteen rooms for one man and a little girl? That’s madness! Does he have a room just for his socks? Or a room for his thoughts? Wait, does he have a room where he keeps his money? Like, stacks of cash just sitting there?” "Geez, Maya, relax!" Grace chirped in. "He is a billionaire. What do you expect? He probably has a room just for his shoes. “Oh, my God!” Maya said, dramatically clutching her chest. “Ley, you hit the jackpot. This is the dream. You’re living in a mansion while we’re here arguing with the landlord over a leaking roof. You should adopt me. I can be the fun auntie who teaches Ava how to twerk.”

“Then what do you call sleeping with women that I slept with? And you know what? You, pathetic has been trying so hard to get the people’s attention when all you ever wanted was to be me. Because I’m cool, I’m awesome, and I’m always me. And you? You are nothing but a pretender, a user, and broke. Do you think I don’t know you’re drowning in debt? Well, news flash, Sawyer. After all these troubles, I’m still fucking rich. I’m still a fucking billionaire with a family, real friends, and I’m living my life to the fullest!” For the first time, he looked surprised that I knew he had nothing left.

Knight, his eyes dark with anger and betrayal as he left Aki behind, locking her in this prison of her own making. How could she face him now? How could she ever look him in the eye again? He was the CEO of F. Newspapers and Magazines, a man who commanded respect, who had built an empire at such a young age. And she… she was nothing. Just a boutique owner who had made the worst mistake of her life.

Putting up with the cramped conditions is the small price I have to pay to feel the familiarity of a good friend. A divorce is never easy when you’re divorcing a billionaire. Things tend to take longer than a normal couple’s divorce. It all made my head spin when we were going through the process. Managing my single life, staying knowledgeable in my small company’s finances and trying to be a good friend to Talon was enough to make anyone’s head ache.

Who was she? Who was the woman who walked in like she owned the place? And then, she felt it. The weight of his gaze. Her pulse spiked, but she refused to look. Instead, she let herself be led onto the dance floor by a handsome billionaire, someone unimportant. A pawn. The music swelled, and she let the dance consume her, moving with a practiced grace, her body a weapon designed to tempt and destroy. And then— A voice. Deep. Familiar. “I believe this dance belongs to me.”

I've tasted fame, power and money now I don't wanna let go I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries