Romans & histoires Dumping My Billionaire Ex Novel

Ready whenever you are, baby. Trust me, that was all Vincent needed to devour me whole… and to think that this was the first of many nights like this as a married couple… I failed to ruin my billionaire ex-husband as promised, because he ruined me instead. THE END.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

I have a date today i can't do that maybe tomorrow. Alicia had spare time on her hands so she decided to update her ‘ how to bag a billionaire’ journal on Alexander Kings .She wrote ‘ the man is almost impossible to crack , seems to have no feelings and the strictest of all the billionaires she met . He seems to have no social life and is a workaholic , apart from him having no record of him having a woman on his life online there's no such evidence of him having a woman in his life in reality too._’ . She closed the journal with a thump wondering if she should quit by the way she had already had Dylan and Dimitri activity chasing her and she would probably agree to officially be in a relati

It was him, the billionaire whose company I had almost single-handedly driven to the brink of bankruptcy. The man who had tried to kill me two years ago, the reason I had fled for Mexico. It was the bastard who had killed my parents. David Marchetti.

Just a few minutes ago, she was so poor that she only had five dollars, not even enough for hailing a taxi. If her mother-in-law who hated the low-class families and never had any likeness towards Ximena suddenly finds out Ximena Was Ximena Antonio, the youngest daughter of the Antonio family, the richest family in the country, that she was a super-rich woman with a net worth of billions of dollars, how surprised would she possibly be? She remembered before she had regained her memory, her good friend in the orphanage was almost dying. She knelt, begging her mother-in-law, Evelyn Ricardo, to lend her some money.

His eyes lit up. “Exactly what it sounds like,” Tessa replied, clearly amused. “What’s the matter? Didn’t you know your ex is practically printing money these days? “Don’t tell me she kept all of that from you—her background, her skills? Hiding everything from the man she was supposedly in love with? Tsk, tsk…” She spoke slowly, deliberately, each word hitting its mark. With every sentence, Joseph’s fingers curled tighter into fists, his chest rising and falling with sharp breaths.

“Alright then, go ahead. Tell everyone here at this banquet how you sleep with other women’s husbands. Tell them how you faked a pregnancy just to trap him. Tell them how you convinced Justin to drain pints of blood from my body, knowing full well it would cause a miscarriage. Or do you think it’s too early to admit to that too?” Gia said nothing. Her silence spoke louder than any words. I looked around and saw the stunned faces of our guests. Disappointment hung heavy in the room. These were people who once praised Gia as a billionaire philanthropist and Justin as a powerful, influential CEO. Now they were seeing the truth. And they looked so ordinary in front of it. But Justin still wouldn

No job, no savings, no power to fix any of this. Then her father cleared his throat nervously. “There’s… one last chance. A long shot. But maybe…” She looked at him, her gut tightening. “I reached out to Lucian Thorne.” The name hit her like a punch. Lucian Thorne. Her ex. The cold, ruthless billionaire who once held her heart and then crushed it when he thought she betrayed him. The man she promised never to see again. “Lucian? Are you serious?” Her voice was sharp. “Dad, you know what happened between us.”

CEO Billionaire Collection Book 1: One-night Stand with a Billionaire ELLIE "Shot! Shot! Shot!" The chant reverberated through the opulent casino bar, and. I watched with a mix of amusement and horror as one of the bridesmaids—whose name I'd already forgotten—climbed atop a table, shimmying to the pulsating beat. “Is she…?” I asked myself. Yep, she was twerking. Vegas. The city where subtlety came to die and was promptly buried beneath neon lights and sequined dresses.

Snorted at the last. I continued, “I’m back from the dead. Literally. And I have more money than their egos combined. But I need help with information. Accounts. Digital skeletons. Secrets. Hidden dirt.” He studied me. “You’re serious.” “I’m ten-million-dollars serious.” His jaw dropped. I slid a brand-new dime across the table. “That’s your retainer.” He laughed. Laughed so hard he choked on his latte. “Oh, Krystal,” he said, eyes shining now with something new. “I think this is the start of something dangerously beautiful.” I crossed my legs, one perfectly polished shoe tapping the floor of the coffee shop like a metronome of danger.