My Unwanted Billionaire Ex Novels & Stories

Now that he’s wealthy, she falsely claims to have donated her heart to him to extort more money. An obscure nobody like me instantly trended across all major platforms. The entire internet learned that Bryan Abbott, the trillion-dollar celebrity entrepreneur, had an ex-wife. They also learned just how heartless and ungrateful his ex-wife truly was. [She abandoned Mr. Abbott back then. Now that he’s rich, she comes crawling back to borrow money?! How shameless!] [Borrow? That’s not borrowing!] [Mr. Abbott received a heart from a kind donor. How dare she claim it was hers?]

“You’re marrying Alexander Grayson? The Alexander Grayson?” “That’s what the press release will say,” I murmured, stirring my coffee even though I had no intention of drinking it. “The same man who once shut down a tech startup by accident and didn’t apologize?” “It was a strategic acquisition. The founder failed to read the fine print.” “Oh my God, Eliana. He’s basically a Bond villain with a better skincare routine.” I gave her a look. “And your point?” “My point is—since when do you go for emotionally unavailable billionaires with god complexes?”

The headline sat beneath the image in bold, accusatory type: Billionaire Enigma Exposed: Is Jace Carter a Secret Father—and Has the Truth About His Marriage Been a Lie All Along? My breath left me in a slow, silent rush. I scrolled down reading. The words blurred for a moment before sharpening into cruel clarity. Jace Carter, the elusive CEO of Carter Holdings and a dominant force across global markets, has long been known as one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Publicly single for years, Carter once sparked rumors of a romantic relationship with close associate Caitlin Moore—claims he firmly denied, insisting he was unattached to anyone at that point.

“And to top it all, Shawn’s bitchy ex had the guts to apologise. Do you even know what that means, mama?” “The hatred everyone has for Cassie would be replaced with love and she fucking addressed that good for nothing slave as ‘Gorgeous’?” “I thought Billionaires tend to get married to their fellow rich people. Why is Shawn so different? I feel so sad whenever I think of how he spoke about her in that broadcast. I want to believe he doesn’t love her for real. Nothing is seriously adding up.” I brought my hands to the corners of my eyes, gently wiping my tears. “The alternative plan was for you to get involved with Donald. But guess what? He trashed us as well as our outfits. We lost, Mama. C

Margaux’s POV. Beatrix! Beatrix! Her name sounded familiar but I couldn’t remember where I heard it! Clyde left last night without even glancing at me. I was left alone in this lonely penthouse his grandparents gave me. I had to go to the hospital but I didn’t even have the energy. “My wedding got cancelled, the father of my child doesn’t want us in his life…how worse could it be?” I sarcastically told myself. Soon, I realized my tears were flowing endlessly.

“Just like she manipulated her way into this marriage. Ask yourselves why a billionaire would marry a failed designer with a ruined reputation, unless she gave him something worth the trouble.” The insinuation landed like a slap. My face heated, and the old instinct to shrink, to disappear, rose up in my chest the way it always did around Adrian. I didn’t move. “Careful,” Damian said, stepping forward, his voice gone dangerously soft in a way that silenced the remaining murmurs instantly. “You’re talking about my wife.” “Your wife.” Adrian’s laugh cracked at the edges. “Convenient timing. A debt-ridden family, a woman freshly divorced, suddenly a wedding within the month. Almost like it was

If I was rejected when I didn't put this much effort it wouldn't have pained me but the most painful part is that I dressed sexy and was rejected, I still went naked right before him and was still rejected, that's a different type of heartache. I should have known a man like Killian Romero who's in an open marriage with my mother would never give two shit about me, he's a young billionaire who control the Romero's empire, made of chains of companies, but rumors has it that some of their businesses include some illegal deals that remains unknown to the public and that might be the reason why he fly out of Chicago every damn time.

“One day someone will prove you wrong. RIVERA CORPORATION ‎- Evening - ‎Elena stood in front of the ceiling-to-floor windows in her office. Her phone screen reflected in the window. ‎One name stared back at her. ‎Adrian Vale. ‎Elena tightened her grip on the phone, her reflection staring back at her from the glass windows. ‎Five years ago, she had walked away from him without looking back. It had been necessary... or at least that was what she kept telling herself. ‎The accident that followed weeks later had erased every memory of her. When she first heard the news, she didn't know whether to feel relieved or guilty. ‎There must be a reason for everything after all. This is an opportunity sh

“Elara Wynn: The Barren Fiancée?” “Unable to give him an heir, billionaire turns to ex-lover!” “Celyne Ward—The Woman Who Could Do What Elara Couldn’t.” My chest tightened. No. No. I scrolled faster, my breathing turning shallow as more articles loaded. Comments. Thousands of them. Cruel. Mocking. Ruthless. “Imagine losing your man AND not being able to give him a child… embarrassing.” “She couldn’t even keep him satisfied, now the ex is back to fix things.”

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