Dumping My Billionaire Ex Novel Novels & Stories

Natalie's POV: Stepping out of the house, I hurried past the front porch and through the gates, my feet carrying me aimlessly down the road. My vision was blurry from the tears that refused to stop. I wasn’t just crying—I was wailing. I fought for this marriage. I endured the whispers, the disapproving glances, the silent judgment of people who thought I didn’t belong in Ethan’s world. But Ethan… he never made me feel like I was beneath him. He never felt like a billionaire to me.

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.

When she returned to her new home, she immediately started digging through her things, determined to gather up every single gift Joseph had ever given her. Just then, Lucas walked in. "What are you looking for?" His voice was calm and indifferent as he glanced at her. Aurora paused, then casually replied, "Settling debts from a breakup. My ex wants all his gifts back. I've never met a man this desperate for scraps in my entire life." There was a hint of frustration in her tone, her striking face carrying traces of annoyance. The next second, her phone chimed. A bank notification popped up, informing her that $40,000 had been deposited with a memo stating it was a gift.

“And how would you know that, Gia? Or wait, are you also dating Justin and hoping to snatch seventy percent for yourself?” She went quiet. Her tongue suddenly froze. I uncrossed my arms, lifted my chin, and gripped my bag with elegance. “You know what? I accept it. Yes, I’m a gold digger. That’s right. I dig gold. But at least, Gia, I was digging his bank account, not your grave. So thank you for the title. I wear it with pride.”

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.”

My chest tightens painfully as I stare at the screen, frozen, Derek and Anastasia are walking in first, and his hand is wrapped around her waist like it belongs there, like it has always belonged there and then I hear it. “Let’s welcome Mr. and Mrs. Addams in the building, the world’s youngest billionaire!” The words hit me like a slap. Mr. and Mrs. Mrs. My heart sinks even deeper as the reality settles in, sharp “Also, as a special guest, we will be having Mr. Daniel Victor Aiden, a renowned nutritionist, in the room with us!” The crowd erupts into applause, I let out a hollow, humorless breath, of course. Of course this is happening.