Falling In Love With My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

“Next week, I’m sending your husband on another trip. You’ll be staying here with me again. Naked. Available. Mine.” I leaned against him, sore, satisfied, and completely owned. My marriage was crumbling. And I was falling dangerously in love with the man destroying it.

That would be the end of me, I would be stuck with him forever, and this time, I wouldn’t be able to sneak around because he would keep a close eye on me because now he knows more things about me than he did before. I fell asleep thinking about him and wondering how long it was going to take him to find out that I was beginning to fall in love with him. Yeah, that was my thought before I fell asleep, and I ended up smiling like a fucking idiot as I dreamed of a perfect life with my ex-husband, I dreamed of us cuddling and snuggling together, working together in the company, and even having beautiful kids.

My brain just went numb. So that's how it's going to be. Me trying to fall in love with him. Do I even want to? There's nothing wrong with that. He's my husband now. That means I have to spend the rest of my life with him. Falling in love cannot be that bad, right?

I blinked at the ceiling, still half-dreaming, when it hit me—a realization so profound it made my heart race. I missed Elijah. A lot. My chest tightened at the thought of him, and a flurry of emotions danced through me. I hadn't felt this way in ages. I jumped out of bed, the sudden burst of energy propelling me to action. As I padded into the bathroom, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. My heart was pounding so loudly it seemed to echo in my ears. “Holy shit,” I muttered to myself, the phrase becoming a mantra as I turned on the shower. “I'm in love with my ex-husband. Again!”

She had to admit that she was starting to panic a little. Unable to hold herself back, she said, “Asher… Have you lost your mind?” Asher placed his glass on the table and looked at her. “Does being attracted to you automatically mean I’m crazy?” She answered without hesitation, “There’s nothing crazy about people being attracted to me… but in your case, it really is crazy.” Is he joking with me? I’m your ex-wife. After the divorce, you come here and tell me you’re attracted to your ex-wife? Isn’t that insane?

Her hands began to tremble as she read the words again, hoping she had misunderstood them. She hadn’t. Richard loosened his tie and watched her silently. There was no excitement in his expression, no trace of the anniversary he had once promised to celebrate with her. To him, this was a decision that had already been made. Ella was no longer the woman he wanted beside him. Richard’s voice was calm and emotionless when he finally spoke. “I don’t think I can continue this marriage with you. I’ve found someone else—the woman who truly makes my heart race.”

Because I married a person I didn’t love and knew she was a stupid woman. Sarah had stolen his heart long before his parents planned for his future, and this made him feel close to tears. I was very fond of her before… But I still do so now. Flashbacks of what we shared came to me: kisses in the park, soft promises made while looking at the stars, and chats we shared late at night. Those memories seemed so far away these days.

I begged, pressing my teeth together. "Tell me you don't feel this strong connection, and I will leave; tell me, baby. Come on, look at me." I lifted my face, blinking back the moisture in my eyelids. I would have never thought that in my life I would want my husband's stepbrother in such a manner. I hesitated, knowing the words would never come. "I feel something for you," I responded finally, heaving a sigh. "Then please be mine, baby; give me this chance to make you the happiest woman on earth." He lowered his hand and held me by my waist, waiting for me to talk.

He lost the gold and didn't get the diamond either. Her absence made his heart grow fonder. It made him value her, their times together, and the little moments of happiness they shared before Jessica arrived. Simon wanted to do everything to get Ellodie back, plead for forgiveness, and start over to no avail. She disappeared into thin air and off the radar. And now she was back. Not as his wife but as his business partner. Simon's jaw grinds at the sight of the two of them smiling at something he doesn't catch. When her husband touches her arm, Simon decides it is time to leave.

The idea made him pause, but not because he was nervous. It was because he was already falling for her. Day by day, the memories of Lillian were starting to mean more. Her smile, her laugh, he now missed the times they were still together. He missed her. He knew that if he could win her heart again, everything would change. He would leave Emily, no second thoughts. He would marry Lillian and have the perfect family with his kids by his side. That was the life he wanted now. A fresh start—with her.