My Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

My heart fluttered at the thought of Adrian always complimenting me. I stared at my stomach, there was no bump yet but I still slay in my dinner dress, I put on my heels and carried my bag and let our family driver take me in my lamborghini to the main event where we were going to have the wedding anniversary. Tonight was supposed to be special because it was our fifth wedding anniversary together, still we were blooming in our matrimonial life. It was five years of marriage to Adrian Mattson, the most powerful man in the city. The ruthless billionaire CEO everyone feared.

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?!"

"Look at this billionaire making a fool of himself over this woman, just because she's influential. Pathetic." "He deserves this. I heard he hurt her badly in the past." "Do you think she knows who he is?" "Of course, she does. She's his ex, the one he abandoned years ago." "Is that why she mentioned her son, Jumia, being her source of joy?" "Heartbreaking. I feel sorry for her. He deserves everything she's dishing out." "Serves him right. Billionaires like him think the world revolves around them. Look at how far she's come without his help."

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

He had lashed out at me and yet he was cuddling up to his ex wife on the very same spot. How dare he?! I had to admit that she was beautiful. The classy kind of beauty. The woman looked like she commanded men. I'd bet the only thing attractive about me was my boobs. The headlines read “The billionaire and his beautiful wife might be back together.” Tears stung the corner of my eyes. “She looks old!” Was the only insult I could come up with before I stormed back to my room to call Megan. “Have you seen the news?”

The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air while I occupied the kitchen counter, wearing a cream blouse and fitted trousers, readying myself for another day at West Corporation. The television hummed gently in the background, the morning news delivering its standard mix of headlines and celebrity chatter—only this time, I was the focus. *“CEO Natalie West Seen on Date with Billionaire Ethan Sterling.”*

Maxim went straight to the point: "Where did you find the ring?" Josh laughed derisively. "Maxim,did you get robbed?" Maxim's voice was low, "Purchase the ring.I'll pay you for it." This was an admission of having been robbed, of having the heart of true love stolen and sold! It was so humiliating! Josh didn't hold back his laughter. Then he raise an eyebrow. "The man said I could only buy it back for two hundred million dollars,how much will be my reward?" "One billion!" "Deal!"

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.

Natalie's POV: Stepping out of the house, I hurried past the front porch and through the gates, my feet carrying me aimlessly down the road. My vision was blurry from the tears that refused to stop. I wasn’t just crying—I was wailing. I fought for this marriage. I endured the whispers, the disapproving glances, the silent judgment of people who thought I didn’t belong in Ethan’s world. But Ethan… he never made me feel like I was beneath him. He never felt like a billionaire to me.

My savior was a wealthy billionaire who recognized me as the wife of his competition. After hearing my story, he offered to help. “Become my secretary. Help Hills Inc. surpass Quinn's Innovations, and I’ll care for your child like a father,” Michael Hills, the cold billionaire, said. And I accepted. ‘I will never let Damian roam freely. He looks so much like his father; it could raise suspicions,’ I thought as I pushed Grandpa Ed in his wheelchair toward the dining hall. “What are you thinking about, love?” Grandpa Ed asked, his blue eyes searching mine.