My Billionaire Ex-husband Chase Me Back Novels & Stories

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".

“My back doesn’t hurt anymore right now. I just want to devour you completely. Danielle, your body is incredible. Just looking at you gets me hard. Frank Tino was an idiot for abandoning a beautiful wife like you.” “Mr. Billionaire, don’t mention my ex-husband…” “What? Does hearing his name hurt your feelings?” The billionaire’s voice turned teasing. “Later, you’ll have to answer me this… between him and me, who makes you feel better?”

They both took a seat and Alessa sat next to Damien while Aria sat next to Aiden. “Is this what you do now? You host dumb parties and dress up fancy?” Damien asked as he looked at her. The kids couldn't hear their conversation. Alessa didn't look at him as she gave a response. She poured herself a drink. “No, this is the first time and I had no idea until it was too late to turn it down,” she replied as she brought the glass closer to her lips. “Really? If you don't know you are all over the news. Have you read the headlines? The billionaire’s ex-wife returns as a billionaire and with twins. She invested in… “

Deciding it was time to focus on his job, Chase reluctantly closed the gallery of his phone and after a deep breath, got up and headed out of his office for another hopefully less gruesome day out. Chase headed out of his office with calculated steps, he was supposed to be meeting with a billionaire who was in the business of investing. From his findings, the old man who had just recently retired from office was seeking ways to multiply his money and gain a stance in young and promising firms and businesses. As much as Denver's corporations weren't the littlest bit small in anything, Chase was preparing to put out what he believed to be a very convincing bullet proof presentation. He was hea

You have had enough freedom—stalking me like I am your favourite pet and showing up at events—introducing yourself as my wife—that stops today, okay? She let out a cry, a tear dropping. ‘This is assault, Kyle. I will sue you!’ I chuckled, letting her go and grabbing her neck—she wasn’t too fast. ‘Do you think anyone would believe an ex-convict word against a multimillionaire?’ I saw shock in her eyes. ‘Yeah, I grew my wealth while you warmed the cell. I control some notable brands in Nashville and other cities. They have been doing well with no sucking she-devil to destroy them’

“When I returned, I connected the dots.” “So she took almost fifty million dollars from my company,” Jalen says, voice hollow. “Yes. Since you guys already did your due diligence and the fifteen is now frozen. The rest is down to about twelve million in her personal account.” “Can we get it back?” I ask. “Yes. Transfer it.” I stare at Jalen and asked Hunter, “How?” Hunter sighs like we’re slow. “Jalen, are you not her husband?” “Yes I am.” “Then call Chase bank. Say you lost the account information. Move the money back.”

She studied me a moment longer, then seemed satisfied enough to let it go. I couldn't help turning the warning over as we kept walking. "Seduce Mr. Blackwood." I'd just crawled out of one marriage that had cost me everything I owned. The last thing on earth I wanted was to hand any part of myself to another man....especially one so ruthless, so cold, so entirely out of reach of anyone like me. I wasn't interested. Not in the slightest. --- Mrs. Carter finally stopped at another door. "Your room." It was beautiful...a bed that could have slept four people comfortably, a sitting area by floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking gardens I couldn't see the end of, a walk-in closet, a private bath.

“But listen to me, Chase. I don’t want your business anymore. And I’m going to tell my father what you did. He’s going to cut all ties with your family completely.” Chase only chuckled at that, wiping his hand on the gravy I’d spilled over him. “Keep dreaming! Your daddy loves me more than he loves you.” He smirked, and in that moment, he looked like a completely different person from the one I used to know. “And you…” He pointed his index finger at me. “You’ll never get a better husband than me in this entire city! I’m one of the most eligible bachelors in Manhattan.” “Oh, don’t be so delusional, Chase. Every other man in New York City is already better than you. You’re just a piece of shit

" A cold, impassive voice spoke in my ear. I jolted back to my senses and saw Chase Grayson staring arrogantly at me. He was a wealthy heir. I had been trapped in a burning car just a second ago, but now I was reborn. I had come back to the day my husband, Chase, had brought me into his prestigious, wealthy family. When I remained dazed and silent, my best friend, Willow Rivers, hastily nudged me. She was wearing a bridesmaid's dress. "Callista, you should feel lucky that you were able to marry into a wealthy family when you come from such a poor background. Why are you hesitating? Are you afraid that you won't be able to get pregnant within that time and that they'll get rid of you?"

"He wasn't?" Mr. Rodriguez's eyes dropped, his voice cracking. "No. He wasn't. He played me again. Used me to get what he wanted. He was working with a Rival. Giving out all my business secret to him. Tainting the Company with huge Scandals." Vanessa's expression softened. "Dad, I'm sorry." Mr. Rodriguez's gaze snapped back to hers, his eyes blazing "And then his wife got sick. He came to me begging for money to save her."