He Wants Her Back: The Billionaire’s Leading Lady Novels & Stories

***Elena's POV*** I wanted Hartwell torn apart piece by piece. I wanted Marcus to feel what it was like to lose control of something he thought belonged to him. I wanted Vivienne to choke on whatever lies she had told to stand beside him. I wanted the board, the executives, the polished parasites, the whole rotten structure that had helped bury me, to begin to collapse under its own greed. And I had the perfect place to begin. I looked at Dominic again. He was still unconscious, still quiet, still impossibly difficult to read.

But he was also Bella's weapon, her hold over Caleb, the reason she'd come back and destroyed everything I'd built. If he got hurt in the crossfire, that was Bella's fault for using him as a pawn. "Done," Lane said, setting down her phone with a satisfied smile. "The story goes live in one hour. I suggest we get comfortable and watch the chaos unfold." We settled on the couch, refreshing City Pulse's website every few minutes. At exactly 11 PM, the headline appeared: BREAKING: Billionaire Caleb Black's Secret Love Child - CEO Bella Hart Hid Heir for Years

He just stood there, staring at me across the crowded ballroom with an expression of complete devastation. The girl he'd thrown away, the wife he'd neglected and humiliated, the woman he'd told would never find anyone better, was Isabella Morrison. Granddaughter of Alexander Morrison. Heir to one of the largest fortunes in the country. One of the most powerful women in New York. And he'd let me go without a fight. The applause finally died down and I sat back down, accepting congratulations from the people at my table with grace and poise I'd learned from watching my brothers navigate society. But I was hyperaware of the Wei family table, of the chaos I knew was happening there.

"Yes, I know him very well." "And you're going to help me, right?" she pleaded. "Please, help me... you're my only hope. I have lots of money, I'm a billionaire heiress. My father can transfer funds to you as soon as possible, or my husband... And I also have bank accounts all over Europe. I can give them to you, just please, let me talk to my husband... He's really worried about me right now." I smiled at her, a playful smile that made her nervous. "No.”

I admire how she can be so mad at me with her tone, yet keep a dazzling smile on her face for the paps. “Hush, Kenna, it will be good for business. Think of all the exposure you will get and Bodega wines. Listen to the headlines will you. Bodega Heiress, Kenna and self made billionaire, Xander Staniopolis are back in each other’s arms again. Will this second chance at true love be their happy ever after?” Lowering my face down I brush a kiss to the top of her head, her gasp is audible to me. The flashes go off like fireworks as all the photographers take more and more pictures of the two of us.

‘Is it true you are a Countess? ‘How did you meet him?’ They were spinning her around shouting question after question with flashes going off in her face and she was genuinely frightened, ‘Get away from me’ She slapped at their hands, ‘Stop touching me’ She pushed them away from her. ‘Aww come on darling, just answer us a few questions’ ‘Yeah, come on pretty girl the whole world wants to see your face’ ‘Are you with him for his money?’ Katrina went cold, this is what she had dreaded, Caleb was a billionaire and she was a nobody, not a model or a film star like all his ‘other’ women. ‘What made her so special?’

The people there murmured and made side eyes which made her uncomfortable. “Lyssa, I think we should leave.” She whispered, holding Lyssa's hands. “No, we aren't leaving.” Scarlet walked up to a female teen who had eyes on her since she had entered. “Mind telling me why you all are looking at me?” Scarlet asked her sincerely. “Uhmm, it's just that, it's everywhere on the news and internet that you stole from the famous billionaire family and that you are his ex wife.”her voice quavered.

What was going on? "Antonio, you're back." I tried to smile at him even though a sick feeling had suddenly begun in the pit of my stomach. I just knew that the woman's presence spelled disaster. She was tall, with big, blue eyes and a well made up face. She had on a fitted white suit with sky high heels. She was beautiful and classy while I was in an old T shirt and shorts, cleaning. I felt embarrassed at her seeing me like this. Why hadn't Antonio warned me that he was bringing a guest over? I could have at least made an effort to look presentable or made myself scarce.

She said with a bright smile and I nodded. "Let's talk about the deal then, give me more details as to why you suddenly want to get married to me." I questioned holding up a seat for her whole she smiled before taking her seat as she stared at the spacious office for a minute. "It is nice meeting you Daniel Rodrigo and I'm glad you've considered the deal because...." She went silent holding up her breath. "Because if you haven't considered, you would have throwed me out in am instant. I just need revenge and you're the only one I see fit into the drama." She ended with a fierce, stern look.

Suddenly, I switched it up, “For three good years that we dated, you never even told me you were this rich, that you were the son of a major top dog in new york or that your lineage possessed such treasure. Now, you have grown up to have alot of money Ace, you're a wealthy man and I have grown to be obsessed with that. Your wealth is so freaking addictive, it makes me wish we never broke up.” Rounding him, I continued, “But now that a billionaire like you wants me, I think it’s fair I also deserve something of value to you. So for money sake, I'm willing to forgive the mistakes of the past. If I have to come back into your life even after everything, then I need a tangible compensation and t