My Billionaire Ex Begs For A Second Chance Novels & Stories

Elena’s POV He blindfolded me and we went outside to know what surprise that he was talking about. I stood there, frozen in shock, as Daniel revealed the surprise. A brand new SUV, sleek and shiny, with a bow tied around it. And next to it, a briefcase filled with stacks of cash, totaling $10 billion. But it was the caption that caught my attention: "Will you be my girlfriend, partner, and soulmate?" My heart skipped a beat as I processed the question. Daniel, my best friend, my confidant, my rock, wanted to take our relationship to the next level.

The speech I had carefully rehearsed vanished from my brain. "I have a meeting in an hour," he grumbled, leaning back into his chair. "Ahh… I won’t take much of your time. I’m here to talk about my best friend, Penelope." His expression remained unreadable. "What about her?" "She can’t marry you. She doesn’t want this arrangement." His face remained indifferent. "That’s not your decision to make." I leaned forward. "How much does her father owe you? Ten million? A hundred million? I’ll pay it. Whatever the price is, I’ll cover it—just let Penny go."

I demanded, my voice firm with indignation. He grinned lecherously, a wicked look in his eyes. "I've always fantasized about you, Bella. Since I found out who you were, I've been waiting for this chance." “Uh what are you talking about?” I searched his face for answers as I furrowed my brows in confusion. “You are that billionaire’s ex wife aren’t you? Even after having a child,you still look so sexy and pretty.” He licked his lips which irritated me further. “You know me?”

I asked, ruffling his hair, and he nodded happily. “Yes, mummy.” “That's great. Thank you, my love.” “I can't believe I almost forgot,” Tasha huffed, patting her forehead. “I finally found that guy's social media. The one who employed me to manage that big charity gala.” “Oh, is that so?” I asked. “Yeah, let me show you,” She said, as she typed something on her phone. “The man is so handsome in like an unreal, Greek god way. No disrespect to you, babe.” She darted David a sheepish look, and he just huffed before walking away.

"Seeing as you are carrying my child, you are the only option." I nearly dropped the glass. "What?" I said. "Am I not the drug addicted girl you got knocked up?" It was good to see him smiling again, I will admit that, but I am a bit worried over his relaxed tone when discussing something as big as this. Was this normal in the world of billionaires? "That story would be even better," he said. "People love a Cinderella story, and my team can make sure that your reputation would be clean again. You'd just be my ex at the end of it all."

Valerie interrupted. “I love you so much Valerie, but the past few months have been so hard on me. I battled accepting you didn’t love, and left. I came back when I was about to lose you to death. When you came back to life I got your heart and it made me so happy that you had finally accepted me into your life. When you accepted my marriage proposal, I was happiest. Just when l had my happiest moment, it was taken from me again. Stolen. Robbed from me. And now, from being a billionaire and CEO, I’m a prisoner,” he explained. “But you still are a billionaire. You still…”

I let out a chuckle when he said that, Trent is a well-known playboy, he loves flirting with beautiful women and testing me was his joy so I just ignored him and walked away. I guess he didn't mind that as he just shrugged his shoulders and walked directly to the new waitress bringing a new round of flirting. I turned to glance at him for a while and shook my head. If only I had the opportunity he has, I would have grabbed it so tightly. I loved my career so dearly. Even while I was married to Tyson, a pretty famous billionaire, I never gave up working. After we got divorced it just seemed like an opportunity to devote more of my time to my job.

Gel giggled. I sighed then stood up. "I better get going. I went here to say thank you for helping me with the loan". "No problem. You can apply for a bigger one and I would be happy to help you. But I don't think you need to do that. Your ex is not only super yummy Chrissy, he is filthy rich too! I googled him last night," she winked at me and I rolled my eyes at her. "I don't want to depend on any man when it comes to money matters," I reminded her.

I turned to look at him to see if he was going to shout he was joking, but he never did. Yes, my ex-husband was a freaking billionaire, but Asher would rather jump off the mountain and die than get me anything tangible. “Oh my God Shaun” my voice was high due to astonishment. “You got it for me?” that was a stupid question, but my insecure self just had to ask.

Some articles described Mia as a woman trapped between two different men, while others shamelessly revealed Jim’s identity as the billionaire’s long-lost son without showing even the slightest concern for his privacy. My jaw immediately tightened because I could tolerate attacks directed toward me, but I refused to allow anyone to drag my son into a public spectacle. Jim had done nothing wrong, and he deserved the chance to grow up without becoming entertainment for gossip magazines and online tabloids. I pressed another number before waiting only a few seconds for someone to answer. “Good morning, Mr. Black,” my head attorney answered professionally. “There is nothing good about this mornin