Hell Hath No Fury Like A Billionaire's Ex Novel Romane & Geschichten

before ushering her out the door with cold civility. But I? I preferred fire over pity. I fed on discomfort, on vulnerability, on people thinking they could control the storm when they were already drowning in it. “You think one night between the sheets entitles you to a favor?” I asked, my voice smooth and slow, a venomous caress. “Do you even understand who you’re talking to?” She straightened, trying to gather the scraps of her pride, and snapped back with certainty. “Lucian Voss. CEO of Voss Global. Untouchable billionaire with more money than God and a personality to match.”

“Fine. You want to know the truth? Here it is. Sometime in the past, I’m not going to say when, Xander Smith, your now ex-husband, wanted to sell his family’s company. There was some sort of problem with the finances, and it seemed like the people who owned the company at the time had squandered most of the company’s resources.” I was still confused on where he was going with it. “Okay, so?” He gave me a nod. “Well, the thing is, someone wanted to buy the company from Xander.” “Yeah, I heard that story. Some rich billionaire bought it. And he bought most of the shares, which had Xander working for the billionaire in the company. From what I’ve heard, the billionaire turned the company around

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.

Cheesy was still coughing softly. Daryl approached, "You have to pay a hundred million, Miss Cheesy." Cheesy looked up slowly, her eyes glazed over. "What? A hundred million?" "Yes! That's to compensate you for dirtying my expensive suit," Daryl said without hesitation. "You pay one hundred million right now." "A hundred million?" Cheesy gasped. "I don't have that kind of money, Mr. Daryl." Daryl grinned sarcastically. "That's funny. A former noble princess doesn't have a hundred million. How ridiculous! Aren't you working here as more than just a servant? You must have sold your body at some point. Right?!"

TITLE: Billionaire stolen heart Billionaire’s Stolen Heart is a quick, swoon-filled enemies-to-lovers romance that proves love and hate are often two sides of the same coin… even if the story doesn’t take itself too seriously. Sophia Grant never imagined her dream job would come with a nightmare boss. Enter Alexander Cross — a billionaire CEO with a reputation as cold as his penthouse view is high. When he buys out the company she works for, their first encounter is a total disaster, sparking a fiery clash of wills.

“I built this empire with blood on my hands. And I’ll burn it to ash before I let rebels sell it off.” The words ripped out of me as I slammed the glass doors open, my anger vibrating through the steel and marble of Vortex International’s offices. Executives scattered down the hall like frightened birds, whispers rising behind me as I walked toward the meeting. My pulse hammered, rage burning every thought clear. Behind me, Sonia’s heels clicked sharply, persistent. “Ethan, stop. You can’t walk in there like a soldier charging a battlefield.” I didn’t look back. “That’s exactly what this is.”

Because if anything, it would mean I never got back my mother’s company and Daniel won. Yeah, I would rather chew glass than let that happen. I didn’t know what methods Atlas intended to use to help me retrieve the company and a part of me didn’t even want to know. As long as I got it back and Daniel was punished, I really didn’t care much. My need to pay back that bastard became more urgent after I found that while I had been stuck and lost in my grief, my darling ex-husband had been as busy as a fucking bee. He had not only gone around secretly, talking to the other shareholders of the company and convincing them to sell him their shares. He also hadn’t stopped at fucking my younger sister

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

"First of all… that was the most impressive pile of lies I have ever heard in my life. You basically told her my body made you horny and she said ‘oh goodie, I’ll be naked upstairs!’" I shook my head, grinning wickedly, stepping closer to him again. "Second of all… Mr. Cold Stone Billionaire… you are way dirtier than you look. Who knew? Under all those suits and rules… you’re a manipulative, lying, sexy devil. Honestly? I’m impressed. And a little bit turned on, if I’m being honest."

Chapter 22 Lucian’s words hung in the air like a death sentence. “And I’m going to make him bleed for it.” He was still buried deep inside me, his thick cock twitching with the aftershocks of his release, but the tenderness from moments ago had vanished. In its place was pure, ice-cold fury the ruthless billionaire who had clawed his way out of a trailer park and built an empire on control and revenge. He slowly pulled out, cum dripping heavily down my thighs onto the expensive carpet. I stayed bent over his desk, trembling, naked, and terrified by the look in his eyes.