dump My Ex Dive Into Love With His Billionaire Uncle Novels & Stories

I beg the beast down on me in a desperate tone. Damn it! I was surprised to hear my phone vibrate inside my pocket, so I quickly went to get it and answered the call without looking at who called. [" Hello, who is this?"] I asked . [" Sir, I understand you are currently on your honeymoon, but you requested that I notify you when your uncle returns home."] Erick apologizes and informs me that my uncle has already returned. So you're back, Uncle David? Well, whatever the case may be, I'm already prepared to confront you and make you pay for all the sins you've committed, particularly how you murdered grandfather.

Hearing this, Denise put her cookie away and started paying actual attention. “Wait, how come you never told me about this? Who is he?” Denise asked in curiosity. “His name is Stefan Romand. I think he is the one and I plan to bring him to see mom and dad eventually.” She confessed. “Romand? Why does he have the same last name as your ex-boyfriend?” “Well, that’s because he is Elliot’s uncle. His father’s younger brother.” Hearing this, Denise gasped and her eyes widened. “You’re dating an old man!? Eva, I didn’t know you’re that type of woman.” Hearing this, Eva quickly shook her head.

“Your dear husband’s ex-girlfriend is now dating Liam.” Sandra froze mid-motion, her smile fading for a moment before curling into a dark smirk. “Oh, that’s rich. So the little chubby event planner finally found her way into the billionaire’s heart? Interesting.” She laughed softly, shaking her head. “It’s not love. It’s revenge.” Adams scoffed, but there was unease in his eyes. “Revenge? Don’t be ridiculous.” Sandra’s gaze darted toward him. “Is it? Think about it. You dumped her for a model and humiliated her in front of everyone. Marina here never approved of her either. Don’t you see? Dating Liam is her way of slapping both of you in the face.”

But as I stepped into the elevator, a sly smile spread across my face. This was it – my gateway to success. And who was better to grant me that success than the handsome billionaire CEO himself, Alex Darwin? I walked into the office, my head held high, and was immediately struck by the sight of him. Chiseled features, piercing blue eyes, and a charming smile that made my heart skip a beat. I knew in that moment, I had to get this job. Not just for the paycheck, but for the chance to be close to this captivating man but not for love but for my revenge

Not this time sweetheart. My uncle’s door is ajar. He must have been in too much of a hurry to get his dick wet to pay attention to details. I don’t bother knocking, the house is mine and I will go wherever I want, although the sight might scar me for life. My ex-fiance is on her knees, her favorite place to be for negotiation, and my uncle is standing there with his eyes close, pants around his ankles, hand tangled in her hair, f*cking her face hard. I can’t imagine she is enjoying the way she’s holding onto his legs.

I was over him, but I could be twisted sometimes. The tears he wanted to see? I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. I had cried enough—so badly, and every day, begging for his attention. His betrayal stung like hell, but I had vowed not to shed another tear. I would seduce his uncle.Use him. And I wouldn’t fall in love. That was my goal. I wouldn't fall in love with someone whose nephew had dumped and tossed me aside. I knew he was awaiting my arrival—and I had planned it all perfectly.

what can he possibly want from me, at this moment I have nothing" my bank account is dry as the desert, but still I had to find out what he wanted from me” Eight hundred million, that's the amount I'm willing to invest in your company, and you don't have to return anything, consider it a gift from a well wisher he said looking at me, A gift I said with a mocking chuckle Yes a gift Scott, I my sources tell me you're drowning in debt, correct me if I'm wrong he said looking at me and I looked at uncle who suddenly started admiring his ceiling, it didn't take me long to pick it up, by sources he meant my uncle, I was pissed that he was going around telling people my problems but like a gentlema

Someone he'd hate. And then it hit her. The perfect name. The one person whose existence Marcus resented more than anyone. "Damien Cross," she said clearly. "I've been sleeping with Damien Cross." The lie hung in the air, enormous and impossible to take back. Marcus's face went white, then red. "You….my uncle? You're saying you've been fucking my uncle?" Uncle. Right. She'd forgotten that detail in her panic. Damien Cross wasn't just her opposing counsel. He was Marcus's estranged uncle, the self-made billionaire the family pretended didn't exist because he'd embarrassed them by actually working for his money.

I’d die because of my dreadful uncle’s sins. “Please, I need time…” he begged. “Nonsense. Do I look like a fool to you?” Damion scraped my uncle Dexter’s face with his claws. What time did those spring out? “I have a proposal. You can take her. Marry her. She is beautiful and worth more than what we previously agreed on,” Uncle pleaded. His voice cracked. Yep, I am sure he’s about to die, and I am next. Wait, what? “Marriage? To this beast?!” I snapped. “Kill me then.”

Irene walked feebly along the long corridor, her heart trembling as she made her way to the ICU where her mother, Aling Lourdes, lay confined. From the very beginning, her only dream had been to give her mother a prosperous life. She worked hard to finish her studies and even graduated with honors. But fate had been cruel. All her plans for a better future for the two of them crumbled the moment she fell in love with Dave—the man who brought nothing but misfortune. Now, regret consumed her. If only she had chosen their well-being over the reckless pull of her emotions, perhaps her mother would not be lying in a hospital bed, clinging to life.