Secret Billionaire Divorcee Novels & Stories

And that meant he was agreeing to whatever I wanted. He called it love. I called it the death warrant for his empire. In fifteen days, I finalized our divorce papers. I boarded the Stella d’Oro as Serena Cole and burned Celeste Marconi to ash on the deck. Then I vanished with his fortune, his power and the one secret that would destroy him. I was the saint he worshipped. Now I am the ghost who haunts him. No groveling. No forgiveness. No second chance. Just ashes. ...

Nan entered and sat beside her. They watched the news together. Maya felt distant, as though the world on the screen belonged to someone else. Just as the broadcast was about to end, the reporter added, “And in our final story, the youngest daughter of Mark Holdings, Bella Holdings, has gotten married to Damson Anderson in a grand ceremony.” Maya froze. She had been eating the toasted sweet potatoes Nan had made, but the food stopped in her mouth, her breath caught, and the world went silent. She looked incredibly hurt.

“But did he actually agree to it?” “What choice did he have? He has a soft heart.” Sienna took a sip of red wine. “But look how it ended. They hadn’t even been married that long before she started pushing for a divorce. She walked away with half of his fortune, then turned around and hooked up with one of his friends.” “What?” Her friend clicked her tongue in disbelief. “No way.” “One marriage, and she suddenly walks away worth sixteen billion. Honestly, people with no shame really do have no limits.”

Nothing in the Billion household was ever ever really still for very long. She stood still when her phone vibrated with a notification. It was a headline on an article: "Charles Billion's Secret Marriage to Fiona Generys: The Billion Heiress Marries in a Secret Ceremony But What Does It Bode for the Family Dynasty?" Fiona's heart dropped, her pulse racing as she skimmed the words. This was not the headline she had anticipated. She was about to swipe away the alert when another one flashed on the screen: "Scandal in Billion Family: Charles Billion's New Bride Was Kept a Secret Here's What You Didn't Know

Much like her marriage. Across from her, Dominic Black—cold, poised, unreadable—sat like a king dismissing a servant. Not a flicker of emotion passed through his sharp features. His navy suit was tailored to perfection, his jaw clean-shaven, his watch glinting under the recessed lights. To the world, he was a brilliant, ruthless billionaire. To her, he was a stranger she used to sleep beside. “This won’t take long,” he said, checking his Rolex. “I have a board meeting in twenty minutes.”

The headline made my blood run cold. "Christopher Zane's Secret First Marriage Revealed: Billionaire's Past Hidden from Current Wife." My hands went numb as I took the phone from Claire, scrolling through the article with growing horror. According to the piece, Christopher had been married before, years ago, to a woman named Katherine Morrison. The marriage had lasted less than a year before ending in what was described as a "bitter and costly divorce." There were photos—grainy but unmistakable—of a younger Christopher signing what appeared to be legal documents, a beautiful dark-haired woman beside him.

His eyes paused on one exchange in particular. The day he'd helped her trash-talk some arrogant jerk she'd run into at a restaurant. The realization hit him. That jerk had been him. Owen's expression darkened. Just then, his phone buzzed. A message from Ruby. With an attachment. A divorce agreement. His lips pressed into a thin line. Property division. So she really had schemed to marry him for his money. As he opened the document, Leo walked in. "Boss, the preliminary reports—" Owen didn't look up.

Pictures of top models hung on the walls. "You are not in any relationship are you? It's important I know that incase of any scandal regarding a man in future" Axella directed the question at Natalie, snapping her from her thoughts. Jean and Natalie both stare at each other. Nat let out a soft smile "actually I'm married" Jean wasn't as surprised as Natalie thought she would, Miss Axella on the other hand was shocked. "I hope he doesn't interfere in your career and he isn't a liability,who is he by the way?"

By all appearances, landing under the wing of the media giant wasn't in her stars, which meant she would have to forge her path exclusively through her own hard work. The reason Luna had agreed to participate in this show about divorced couples didn't lie in any idle wish to reunite her family. Her top priority was media buzz. She had long outgrown the age when pure love alone was enough for happiness. Ever since the divorce, the girl hadn't uttered a single word about Roman in the press, patiently waiting for the right moment—and now it had finally arrived.

"Don't scream! I don't want trouble. You just want a divorce, right? If you cooperate, I'll sign the divorce papers right away." "What?" Nicole trembled, biting her lip. "Y-You agree to a divorce?" "Of course, on the condition that you help me clear my debts." Nicole paled. She knew dealing with Wesley wouldn't be easy. Wesley's smile turned sinister as he produced a toothpick to clean his teeth, humming a tune. "You... How much do you need?" "Not much," Wesley said, grinning. "Just 4,000,000 dollars." "What?!" Nicole's mind reeled. She had never seen even 40,000 dollars in her life, let alone 4,000,000 dollars. How could she come up with that?