Novel & Cerita He Wants Her Back: The Billionaire’s Leading Lady

He glanced over at Kevin, who was now happily bouncing the ball against the couch, before turning back to Cameron. “But to be honest, I am afraid,” he confessed, his voice dropping lower. The billionaire’s usual confident posture softened, his expression turning somber. “I have this fear that one day she will not come back to me. That the pull he has on her will finally win. You can see it in the way she looks at him… she still loves him. Deeply. Even after everything he did to her.” Cameron sat down on the edge of a nearby armchair, her brow furrowing with sympathy. She had watched the complicated triangle unfold for months now — Destiny’s cold revenge mixed with genuine residual desire, Wi

Callum sat behind his desk, glancing through the paper absently — until one headline caught his attention. “Hale Heiress Returns Home.” He froze. There, on the front page, was a clear photo of Zephyrine. Dressed in white, smiling, standing beside Edmund Hale. She looked radiant. Healthier. Untouchable. The paper trembled slightly in his hand. His assistant noticed. “Sir, are you alright?” He didn’t answer. His eyes stayed fixed on the picture, and for the first time in years, something inside him cracked open again.

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

“Ahhh. That explains the look on your face. Spill. Now.” I narrated everything to her, spilling my guts about what happened today. “WOW!” She exclaims, leaning back in her seat, taking a sip of her wine. “He’s interested in you.” “Then, he has a funny way of showing it.” “I live to see this hate unfold into something else,” she said, a mischievous light sparking in her eyes. Typical Anastasia. “Whatever.” I taunted her. “This guy is a billionaire, Demetria — not just running hotels and casinos here in L.A., but across states, across countries. He practically owns the playgrounds of the rich.”

She had heard that a mansion here would cost at least $50 billion. She now comprehends how the man is able to give her $100,000 every week. Who is the man she married, exactly? Who is he, exactly? What is his identity?' She asked quietly, but her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if she were not surprised to be here. However, if you closely watched her, you would notice that she was surprised.

“If we do this, there’s no going back.” “I don’t want to go back.” She searched his face. “Then stay,” she whispered. “Not as a billionaire. Not as a boss. Just… as mine.” He nodded, eyes shining. “I was always yours.” ---

Who the fuck does he think he was talking to? “You are a broke ass man who’s surviving on my money and you want me to tell you my price?” I snapped at him. “If you think of yourself as a billionaire, why don’t you give every property, every business, every fucking investment back to me that I handed over to you in the name of love? Then we’ll see who can buy whom.” “How dare you talk to me like that?” He yelled. “The same you dared to ask me about the price that you can never pay!” I yelled at him.

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, when she dismissed the morning sickness she was having as a case of the flu, when she dismissed her missed period as a late one, she realised her body was beginning to change. She kept this suspicion to herself, better to be sure before she told him anything. So far, he'd been patient with her even when his mother kept putting pressure on him. And now, it was finally time to celebrate their win. She was scrolling through her phone when a notification popped up on the screen. CEO Billionaire was seen with a mystery woman in New York's finest restaurant. Kate's heart went into overdrive. She kept a hand on her chest as if it would slow her breathing. Sh