Novel & Cerita My Ceo Ex: Let Me Go.

Rosella has everything she was told she should want: a husband who provides, a stunning home, and a life that other women secretly envy and admire. But beneath the marble floors, she is slowly falling apart. Emotional distance becomes dark temptation, and that temptation becomes a thrilling and dangerous double life. When Adrián, her husband Leo’s best friend, crosses forbidden, unspoken boundaries, and Damien, the head of security, gets drawn into her private world, Rosella is trapped in an increasingly dark and unstable secret. Every encounter leaves a trail of traces. Every lie demands only another. Every risk brings her closer to imminent disaster. At first, she believes she has control: managing the risk, erasing evidence, preserving the illusion of a perfect marriage. But Leo is not blind. He starts noticing changes in scent, misplaced objects, strange security logs. Those details form patterns he can no longer ignore. Damien is torn between loyalty and desire. Adrián feeds on danger. And Rosella discovers she is addicted not just to the men, but to the thrill of almost being caught. What once looked like freedom now feels like a trap. The estate that sheltered her has become a cage of surveillance and silence. Every corridor seems to watch her. And Leo, calm on the outside but increasingly watchful, corners her without yet knowing how far the truth has gone. A story of temptation, betrayal, and control, where the most dangerous thing is not what is hidden… but what is already being sensed.

Charlie Sinclair married me to punish me. He had a reason. He believed it. He never asked me a single question about it in three years. He never looked at my face for three years either. Then the woman he had been waiting for came home, and he handed me the divorce papers without looking up. He never knew I left that house carrying a secret. Two of them. I came back five years later with an empire he does not know I built, and two children he does not know are his. Yesterday he saw me at JFK. For the first time in eight years, he looked. He knelt down and handed my daughter her ball, and he did not know whose eyes were looking back at him. Too late, Mr. Sinclair. I am no longer the wife you could not see.

A shared touch. A brief glance. A single taste of her is all it took for James to regret ever losing her. He fumbled big time. The only woman that ever occupied his mind and brain has slipped off his grasp. Nowhere to be seen again. Where is she? Did she ever get married again? Lisa. Lisa had good news for her husband. News that would completely change the trajectory of their marriage. She was pregnant. However before she could inform him about the news, he served her with divorce papers, and with no option Lisa signed them. It is not until the two meet again that they have a painful realization that there is still a thick sexual tension between them. Will the two act on their sexual tension or will they allow their past differences to get the better of them?

"Chloe, when you were younger, our family arranged a marriage for you. Now that you're almost recovered from your illness, would you be willing to return to Kingston City and marry?" "If you still don't agree, I'll talk to your father and cancel the engagement." In the dimly lit room, Chloe could only hear silence. Just as the person on the other end of the line thought they would not be able to convince her, she suddenly spoke up. "I'm willing to go back and get married." Her mom, Felicia, froze, clearly surprised. "You... you agree?" Chloe's tone was calm. "I agree, but I still need a little time to wrap things up in Marina City. I'll be back within two weeks. Mom, please go ahead and start preparing for the wedding." After a few more words, Chloe hung up the phone.

He didn’t choose her then. He has to fight for her now. *** I married Alex Marwood because our families said it was right. He never chose me. Not once. One lie from my stepsister ruined everything. I signed the divorce papers with a secret in my belly. I left, learned how to breathe again, and built a quiet life with two little cute humans who call me “Mom.” Years later, fate walks through the lobby of my hotel in a tailored suit and the same storm-blue eyes my son wears. Alex stops. Looks at my twins. Looks at me. “I’m sorry,” he says. But where do I start? With the nights I cried alone? With the accident nobody will talk about? With the powerful people who would rather bury the truth than let me be happy? Alex wants a second chance. I want peace. But when old enemies start circling and “accidents” stop being accidents, I realize love isn’t just flowers and apologies. If he wants us back, he’ll have to fight for us.

I messed up—big time. Blurting out at a family dinner that my boss, neighbor, and best friend’s brother, Arnold, asked me to be his wedding date was not my finest moment. Mortified, I’m ready to apologize and smooth things over with his family, but Arnold? He’s not having it. Instead, he doubles down, proposing a wild plan: a fake relationship that suits us both.The deal? Three months of playing the perfect couple while my toddler and I live in his house, rent-free. In return, Arnold shields me from my toxic ex, and I help him dodge the town’s relentless matchmaking efforts. It’s the perfect arrangement—until the lines between fake and real start to blur.Arnold’s not just playing a role. He’s reading bedtime stories to my son, cooking us meals, and kissing me like the world might end if he stops. With every tender touch and stolen glance, he makes me feel seen, desired, in a way I’ve never known. The guestroom feels colder each night when his strong, tattooed arms are just down the hall, calling to me.As our forbidden kisses deepen, so does the risk. Are we crafting a love that could break us? Or are we building something breathtakingly real?

Catherine shrugged as she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Feeling overthrown, she stared at him dead serious in the eyes. "Stop spitting out nonsense, I need to go." "You don't believe me?" She pushed him hard enough for her to escape, but before she could reach the door, Ashton became successful in capturing her and pinning her against the wall. She couldn't believe what was happening, she could feel her own heart beating so loud, but the way his heart beat for her was even louder. And when their lips touched, it felt like there'd be no tomorrow. The way his tongue swiftly and smoothly moved inside of her mouth made her feel things. Catherine's eyes closed as she found herself pulling him in. "A-Are... are you really my mate?" Catherine whispered under her breath. "Are you still in denial?" Ashton replied. Catherine shook her head relentlessly. She went ahead and kissed him back which caught him off guard. "If you really are..." Catherine licked her lower lip. "... claim me now."

After I proposed to Kathy Johnson, my girlfriend of seven years, we went to City Hall to get our marriage license. Instead, she had her bodyguards throw me onto the street. Then, she walked through the doors, hand in hand with her childhood friend, Nate. She didn’t even blink when he saw me sitting there on the ground, shaking with disbelief. "Nate's son needs a legal guardian to secure his inheritance from the Johnson Group. The fastest way is for me to marry Nate and adopt the boy." "As soon as the paperwork is finalized, we'll get a divorce. You'll still be the one I really marry." Everyone assumed that I, the man who had been devoted to her for so long, would foolishly wait. After all, I had already waited for seven long years. But that night, I accepted the arranged business marriage my family had prepared for me and took a flight to Center City on the East Coast. I vanished from Kathy's world completely, and no one saw it coming. Five years later, I returned to Westlake City to visit my family. My wife, Rhea Weyland, was the sole heir to the Weyland family, a powerhouse that practically controlled the entire West Coast economy. She was tied up in a sudden international merger meeting. She had specially arranged for someone to pick me up from the airport. But I never dreamed that the "someone" she sent would be Kathy. The moment she saw me, her gaze immediately fell on the glittering watch on my wrist. "I can't believe that after all these years, you've stooped so low you're wearing a cheap knockoff." "Are you done with your little pity party? It's time to come crawling back. Nate's son is starting at an elite private school, and you're just in time to be his full-time driver and bodyguard." I gently stroked the watch on my wrist. What she didn't know was that this was one of the more modest gifts Rhea had given me.

The last place Ava expected to see her ex-husband was the hotel bar on a rainy Thursday night in Manhattan. She froze the moment her eyes found him. Ethan Mitchell looked older. Broader. More tired. But the way he stood, one hand wrapped around a glass he had not touched, was painfully familiar. For a second, the noise around her faded. The laughter. The music. The clinking glasses. All she could hear was the echo of a life she once lived. She should have turned around. Instead, she walked closer. “Ethan.” He looked up, and whatever calm he had shattered instantly. “Ava.” Her name sounded different on his lips. Softer. Careful. Like something fragile. “I didn’t know you’d be here,” he said. “I didn’t either,” she replied, her voice steady even though her heart was not. They stood there, strangers tied together by memories too heavy to name. The divorce papers. The last argument. The silence that followed. “Do you want to sit?” he asked after a moment. She hesitated. Then nodded. It was supposed to be harmless. Just a drink. Just conversation. Just closure. But as the night stretched on, the distance between them shrank, and Ava realized something terrifying. Some loves do not die. They just wait. And that night, neither of them walked away. This is a story full of twist and emotions will the come back together after all these years of separation ? Or will they cheat on both of there spouses.

SYNOPSIS ‎Isabella married a billionaire to save her family from ruin—only to discover her past was waiting at the altar. ‎Isabella Moretti thought she had made a clean escape from love when she accepted Richard Moretti’s proposal. It was a transaction, a lifeline, a way to silence debt and pain. But on her wedding day, the second he calls his son forward, her carefully built new life shatters. ‎Salvatore Moretti—the man she once loved and left behind—stands before her as her stepson. ‎Now trapped in a mansion of wealth, lies, and polished smiles, Isabella is caught between a devoted husband who gave her everything… and the forbidden man who refuses to let her go. Every glance burns. Every secret pulls her deeper. And every night threatens to undo the vows she swore to keep. ‎In a house where love is dangerous and loyalty is a weapon, Isabella must choose between the man who saved her and the one she was never meant to lose.