My Unwanted Billionaire Ex Novels & Stories

I don't know anymore. Even now that I am laughing, he showed no sign of amusement or surprise. It's like he's used to my laugh, but he's not. I barely laughed these days, my life did not allow me to. I was not married to a simple man, I wish I was. He was the heir of the Sinclairs, one of the most influential family of our country. He could not be married to a simple girl either. And simple, I was.

“Send Ms Granger and Simon congratulatory gifts. Send them gifts worth hundreds of millions of dollars each. No. Make it a billion dollars each. Go nuts with those gifts. Just make sure the media talks about it. Make it big news and get it trending all over social media.” Betty looked just as confused as she felt worried for her boss. A huge part of her could understand the frustration the woman was going through. She had been cheated by her ex-husband in a manner that she never saw it coming. And now this—another man who she had slowly and surely started to consider a possibility was acting out on a whole new level. But the other part of Betty wanted to remind the billionaire in front of he

My heart raced, a mix of love and anticipation, my skin tingling with the memory of his touch. The beach was quiet, the waves lapping gently, the pines casting long shadows. I kicked off my sandals, the sand cool beneath my feet, memories flooding—our passionate night here, his hands on my skin, the paparazzi flash that sparked the TMZ scandal. Justin’s press tour, his family’s gradual acceptance, our Met Gala triumph—each had built us stronger. Yet Xiamond’s media shadow lingered, her Paris buzz a reminder of my old fears. Could I, Kayla Reed, once a waitress, truly claim this life with a billionaire?

“I realized something yesterday—I don’t need to be married to take revenge on Liam and Clara.” Liam and Clara? Her ex and...who? She chuckles, leaning closer. “I mean, I don’t need marriage for revenge, but marrying you is a bonus. You’re a billionaire, and I can flaunt our wealth—” “Our wealth?” I cut her off, incredulous. “I thought money didn’t interest you?” “Well, yes. But isn’t it ours now?” “Shut up,” I snap, turning away again. “Whatever. Just listen. Liam and Clara won’t last, you know?”

Her name was only mentioned when tied to legal matters and scandal roundups. She had become exactly what she feared. Irrelevant. Useless. She opened her last email account and typed a message. Not to Liam,not to Lucas,but to someone who no one expected. To:editor@newsexpose.com “I have a story to sell about a billionaire who ruined me and the woman he is still in love with.” She pressed send. She leaned back on the chair,clearly relaxed while waiting for a reply. If she couldn't be admired then she'll make sure they were questioned.

"He wants to cancel the wedding." ​For a second, Dizer simply stared at them. Then, a sharp, bitter laugh escaped her lips. She wasn't laughing because it was funny; she was laughing because she had completely expected this. Of course he wanted out. She was just the unwanted daughter, the spare tire, the backup option, and the sacrificial lamb. Why wouldn't a billionaire billionaire want better? ​"Fine," Dizer said, shrugging her shoulders. ​Kendall looked up, genuinely surprised by her lack of tears. "Fine?"

Yes… I was starting to regret everything. Hadn’t my intentions been clear from the beginning? I wanted a better life—comfortable, secure, surrounded by wealth. I wanted to escape the constant struggle, and Alexander had seemed like the fastest way out. He had everything, money, power, influence. And back then, I thought he was someone I could control. I hadn’t even hesitated to take him from Emely. I did it all for a better future. But now? A bitter laugh echoed in my mind. What kind of “comfortable life” was this?

What went wrong? “For all of you?” I ask. We are more than eight in number. Did he get a gold class ticket for everyone? “Yes! For all of us,” Lisa corrects me. Well of course he did. He is of course CEO Lorenzo. The billionaire of New York City. “Uhmmm…honey, I can’t go.” Whatever his plan is, I won’t be part of it. He can’t just make my family so happy just to tear them in pieces. I don’t want them thinking we are perfect. I don’t want them to think we are okay. I want them to see the changes, so when telling them about the divorce it won’t be so shocking.

She dared not question my actions. When Lila’s call had come through, the subtle flash of jealousy in Valerie's eyes had been almost laughable. I didn’t have the patience to address it—Valerie's feelings were not my problem. I wasn’t interested, not in her or in anyone else. I’d locked that part of myself away the moment I lost Diana. Since then, my life has been my empire, my business, and my vindictive plans. Somehow, Lila Monroe found her way into my plans by emerging from the shadows to become the CEO all of a sudden.

Her expression held an unnatural stillness, an eerie calmness that hints at the chaos She was capable of unleashing. Nova understood the assignment. She was trying to bring her down in front of the press. “Yes. Four years ago, I was married to Zephyr Lockwood”. She started, as It was better she brought herself down than for someone else to do so. And as soon as she said his name, everyone was gasping for air. “Zephyr was your ex-husband?”. A reporter from the back questioned. His name couldn't be called anyhow. He was someone everyone in New York and California is fearful of. How did she…? His thoughts swirled inside of him.