My Billionaire Ex Wife

Five years ago, Summer Rodriguez was framed for a murder she didn’t commit—betrayed by her mother, abandoned by the world, and stabbed in the back by the one person she trusted most: her twin sister. Five years later. She’s out. And she’s coming for everything stolen from her. Sophia has it all: freedom, wealth, family love… and a fiancé who is as irresistible as he is haunted. Kirill Volkov, a Russian trillionaire scarred by childhood trauma and the death of his older brother—the very brother killed in the hit-and-run caused by Summer’s family—lives with obsessive compulsions and a mind that sometimes forgets recent events, and sometimes people's faces. Except Summer's for reasons he doesn't understand. Additionally, love is a danger his body refuses to accept: every time feelings resembling love surface, his body rebels, sending him to the brink of collapse and often to the hospital. When Summer confronts him at the altar disguised as Sophia, he doesn’t stop her. Instead, he pulls her close and declares, “She’s my wife.” What begins as a calculated act of revenge ignites a dangerous, intoxicating game of desire, obsession, and secrets. Because when the woman who was stolen seeks to reclaim everything—and everyone—she’s ever wanted, nothing will ever be the same.

Six years ago, Elara Wynters lost everything in a single night— her husband, her home, and her dignity as a wife. Before another woman and a baby that wasn’t hers, her husband, Liam Ashford, looked her straight in the eyes and said coldly: “I don’t know her.” That single sentence erased the entire life they had built together. Broken and bleeding inside, Elara walked away without looking back. But in her departure, she carried with her three small reasons to keep living.

For five years, Sienna played the perfect role: a silent wife in a marriage built on nothing but a contract. She cooked, cleaned, and raised a son who now clings to another woman and calls her “Mommy.” In the mansion she once called home, Sienna is nothing but a ghost—unseen, unheard, unloved. When her husband’s ex returns and effortlessly takes everything—his attention, his affection, and even Sienna’s place in their son’s heart—Sienna remains quiet. Until a cruel accident leaves her lying on the pavement... alone and forgotten. That’s when she realizes: no one is coming to save her. Not her husband. Not even her child. Will Sienna choose to forgive... or will she finally walk away for good?

"You still want me, don’t you?" bulong ni Levi habang nakasiksik siya sa likuran ni Vionne, ang mainit nilang katawan ay nakababad sa ilalim ng rumaragasang tubig mula sa shower. Ramdam ng babae ang bawat pulgada ng kanyang kahubdan. "Levi… w-we shouldn't—" Pero natigil ang pagtutol niya nang marahas siyang iharap ng binata, isinandal sa malamig na pader ng tiles, at sinalubong ng halik na parang sumisipsip ng kaluluwa. His tongue tasted of hunger, revenge, and something forbidden—yet painfully familiar. "Don't lie to me, Vionne." Mainit ang hininga ni Levi sa kanyang balat. "Your body’s already begging for me. You miss this—me—inside you." Napasinghap si Vionne nang gumapang ang kamay nito pababa, pinunit ang natitirang saplot niya at walang babala siyang inangkin sa gitna ng agos ng tubig. "Ah—Levi!" Napaungol siya, napaarko ang likod sa tindi ng sarap. Napakapit siya sa kanyang balikat. Tuloy-tuloy ang pag-indayog ng binata—parang gusto nitong ipaalala sa kanya kung sino ang tunay na nagmamay-ari sa kaniya. "You’re mine, Vionne," bulong nito sa pagitan ng bawat mariing pag-ulos. "No matter how many times you try to run, your body—your soul—will always crave me." "S-Stop talking… I c-can’t—" Pero hindi na niya nakayanan. Sa halip, bumulwak sa kanyang lalamunan ang mas malakas na ungol habang ang init at sarap ay naghalo sa bawat galaw ni Levi. "You feel that?" Mariing tanong ni Levi habang hinuhugot at muling ibinabaon ang sarili. "That’s how deep I still am inside you. That’s how much I fucking want you." Nanginginig ang tuhod ni Vionne. Nanginginig sa sarap.

Dahlia Adams grew up in an orphanage where no one wanted to be her friend. She was sent out as soon as she clocked eighteen to go fend for herself. While working in a high-end cafe, she met Andrew Caine who offered her a contract to marry his son for a year and get a huge amount of money which she needed. The contract ended with Dahlia in love with the husband that hated her. She fell pregnant for him but he had no idea when the night happened so she kept it a secret. Now five years later she’s become a ruthless CEO of her own company and topping to rival Caines Multinationals. Things escalated as secrets upon secrets began to emerge from underground. Dahlia wasn’t a little girl anymore though. She knows what she wants and that is not Ethan Caines affection. “Let me love you. Please give me another chance to make us work.” Ethan beseeched, his eyes so soft she’s never seen them like that. “I don’t need your love, Mr. Caine. Thanks for the offer though. Have a nice day.”

Elena sacrificed everything for her marriage-only to be betrayed by the man who swore to love her. Just because Elena couldn't bear a son as an heir. When Damian, the arrogant billionaire she used to call husband, brings another woman home, Elena doesn't cry or beg. She immediately filed for divorce and disappeared from Damian's life. Five years later, Elena reappeared as the queen of business. With her intelligence, she built her own business empire. Damian regretted it when he found out that the fourth child Elena gave birth to was a boy. So, will Elena give her ex-husband a second chance?

"You taste like my new favorite addiction" He grunted as I broke from the kiss. He then strokes my folds with gentle hands and I get on my tiptoes, chasing the spark of pleasure that spreads between my legs and tightens my belly. He thrusted his fingers in me and I let out a hard wince “You’re soaking wet for me. Your cunt is thrilled for my fingers. Don't fight it, you want me. Don't you?" He whispers as he licks my earlobe and I let out a soft moan. "Don't" I mumbled. I wanted to push him away. This isn't the reason I came back. I hate him or so I thought but still, I shut my eyes as he slammed his lips against mine. * * Three years after she walked out of her marriage, Ophelia returned to New York with a sole purpose in mind, to get revenge on her ex husband. She planned to destroy him and make him suffer for all the pain he caused her. But when she uncovered the truth, and found out exactly what happened, she was even more devastated. She also realized that she still had feelings for him. Will she let go of her past grudge and give their relationship another shot? Or will she stay firm to her plan and get revenge on him for good?

When Caleb Kingston proposed marriage, I knew he did not love me. But as a woman who loved him secretly for years, I agreed to whatever scraps he could give me thinking that he could learn to love me in time. Three years into our marriage, I realized that I had been a fool chasing an impossible dream. A stubborn man like Caleb only loved once and she sure was not me. “She's back and she wants me. I do not want to ruin this chance for anything.” He told me, slapping a divorce paper my way. “What about our baby?” His scowl told me he was not happy that I sprung that news on him. “Abort it. Do whatever you want with it. I don’t care.” Was his callous remark. That same night, after signing the divorce agreement, I packed my bags and left with a promise that I will be back stronger to show this ruthless billionaire what he lost.

Always knew I didn't belong in this world. Wasn't made for me. But I'll never forget those who BETRAYED ME, and those who never FAILED MY TRUST. - " You play games, I play tricks." - CIERRA RAVEN FIOR " a.k.a "Agent. Freyah Knoxville -

At the beginning of her marriage to Julian, Evelyn Stone was treated like a queen. But after three years, Julian suddenly changed—drastically. Evelyn was left confused, unable to understand what had caused her husband’s transformation. Then, one night, Julian came home with a woman named Selena. That very night, he handed Evelyn divorce papers, claiming he had married the wrong woman all along. It wasn’t Evelyn he had been searching for—it was Selena.