The Billion-dollar Divorce Novels & Stories

Aaliyah’s POV If someone had told me two years ago that I would one day divorce Henry and almost immediately marry a billionaire I met in a club, I would have laughed so hard I might have fallen off my chair. Maybe even thrown my drink at them saying it was insulting. Not in a million years would I have believed it. And yet here I was; standing in the middle of a beautiful home Orrin bought for us, his hand holding mine and his eyes locked on me like I was the only person that existed in the world.

Enduring the tight space is a minor inconvenience to experience the comfort of a dear friend. Going through a divorce when your spouse is a billionaire is never straightforward. The process tends to drag on longer than it would for a typical couple. Just managing the process made my head spin. Balancing my new life as a single woman, keeping track of my small company’s finances, and trying to be a good friend to Lewis was enough to give anyone a headache.

"I have revised the divorce agreement. If you have any objections, please sign it." Olivia glanced at it. The divorce agreement she had drafted before only had one condition: she wanted ten million dollars in compensation. The current divorce agreement, on the other hand, was much more extensive. It amounted to a billion dollars, part of which was made up of villas, cars, and real estate properties. She chuckled lightly. "Mr. Miller, you're really generous." Instead of looking at her, Ethan lowered his head to glance at his wristwatch. "It's what you deserve."

With a broken heart, a weakened eyeballs that were tired of crying, and my weak soul I look up to him "Congratulations Nickolas Michealson you have succeeded in breaking down my walls, from today I'm giving you the freedom you have always wanted, you can have the traitor you love so much, I strip myself off every legal right you and I have over each other" I pulled off my wedding ring "Here…." I showed him the ring and threw it away in the rain "I Ava Della Sanchez, Divorce you Nickolas Michealson as my lawfully wedded husband, I give you the freedom you've wanted so much. Sorry for bothering your life, and sorry for ever loving you, I will sign the divorce papers and send it back to you"

I cleared my throat and started to recite everything I had already decided on, “The profits stay a hundred percent mine. We might be married to the world but within these walls, we are not and our private lives must stay separate. There will be no jealousy, nothing of that sort.” He shrugged, “As you will see, all of that is in the deal anyway, no jealousy no falling in love, nothing complicated. It is only a business contract” I swallowed, my next words were going to change everything. “Then I agree, the documents?”

Gisselle was a little incredulous. "Who cares? He promised to give me 160 million dollars after we get divorced. Since the agreement has been signed, I will bear with it." "160 million dollars?" Gisselle was speechless. "Then won't you directly become a rich woman after getting divorced? Is Russell willing?" Chelsea imagined her life after having 160 million dollars. Chelsea narrowed her eyes and said, "Giving me 160 million dollars is letting him off easy. With Russell's bad temper, other than me, who can stand him?"

“Two billion dollars.” Her brain stuttered. “Two billion.” “It protects both of us. Ensures we keep this professional. Business only.” Two billion dollars. An impossible sum. A sum that would destroy her but barely dent his fortune. “That’s not equal,” she said. “I could never pay that.” “Then don’t breach the contract.” His voice was calm. “Neither of us will. That’s the point.” She should walk away. Should tell him this was insane, that penalty clauses on feelings were dystopian and controlling and wrong.

To watch me cling even harder to my gentle husband. But this time, I stayed silent. My silence was starting to get under his skin. "Say something! Cat got your tongue? Or are you actually stepping aside? Perfect -- Vivian's way more fun than you'll ever be..." "Are you done?" I cut him off. He froze. This time, I didn't reach into my bag for our marriage certificate. Instead, I pulled out my phone and forwarded him the divorce papers my lawyer had sent me. "Ethan." I looked him in the eye.

Fred’s POV Henry our butler told me Emily had actually signed the divorce agreement, and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised. “She also got into a Rolls-Royce, Sir,” he told me when I returned home that evening. Retreating to the living room, I settled down in front of the fire Henry had made. I can’t believe that she really did it. I honestly didn’t expect her to sign the papers so easily! I dwelled to myself. But this was what I wanted, was it not? I had longed for Nancy all these years, and finally, we were together.

"Isn't that your husband?" Layla asked with shock in her voice. "I guess it is." Amara sighed heavily. They were at the annual ball and instead of dancing that close with her, Amara's husband had his body BRA pressed against another woman's body. Well, not just any other woman Katherine Thorn, his high school sweetheart. The love of his life. Beautiful blonde hair, slender body, and brown eyes. body, She was the full package. Everything that Brandon dreamed of. She rejected him in the past and now that she was back, nothing would stop him from making her his. Even if it meant humiliating his wife of ten years.