The Billionaire Ex Novels & Stories

He spoke with a parfait straw in his mouth. “Tyleratte Brooke, I wish I was him.” “What do you mean?” I asked him with disgust. “Please, don’t tell me you don’t know the Tylerattes?” “Well I don’t.” “Tyleratte Brooke is listed as the richest billionaire in Singapore.” He replied, smiling mischievously. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

It made it difficult for the men in the room not to look at her twice. "Good morning, Mr. Harper. I apologize for my lateness. Shall we commence with the meeting?" She asked. Mr. Harper is a successful billionaire who has a new start up company and would love to partner with Astrid to pursue his aim. "Of course. Please take your seat," he replied with an approving smile. She shook each of them before settling down for the meeting.

My savior was a wealthy billionaire who recognized me as the wife of his competition. After hearing my story, he offered to help. “Become my secretary. Help Hills Inc. surpass Quinn's Innovations, and I’ll care for your child like a father,” Michael Hills, the cold billionaire, said. And I accepted. ‘I will never let Damian roam freely. He looks so much like his father; it could raise suspicions,’ I thought as I pushed Grandpa Ed in his wheelchair toward the dining hall. “What are you thinking about, love?” Grandpa Ed asked, his blue eyes searching mine.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air while I occupied the kitchen counter, wearing a cream blouse and fitted trousers, readying myself for another day at West Corporation. The television hummed gently in the background, the morning news delivering its standard mix of headlines and celebrity chatter—only this time, I was the focus. *“CEO Natalie West Seen on Date with Billionaire Ethan Sterling.”*

The people there murmured and made side eyes which made her uncomfortable. “Lyssa, I think we should leave.” She whispered, holding Lyssa's hands. “No, we aren't leaving.” Scarlet walked up to a female teen who had eyes on her since she had entered. “Mind telling me why you all are looking at me?” Scarlet asked her sincerely. “Uhmm, it's just that, it's everywhere on the news and internet that you stole from the famous billionaire family and that you are his ex wife.”her voice quavered.

It was not that easy. “Why does everything have to do with my ex-husband? My world does not revolve around him, Christina.” “Exactly. Your world does not revolve around him. So if that's the case, you will accept my challenge. You will come with me and you will meet Josh. He’s a billionaire, too, Beatrice. Like your ex-husband. He can give you everything you want. You don't need to work, okay?” “A billionaire, huh? He's not part of the mafia?”

Bene walked back in and made his way to the desk, dropping the note in front of Daemon. “Everything checks out. w She’s living with some billionaire, they’ve been together for a couple of weeks now. We were able to get pictures of them having dinner and at a couple of gala parties. We’re still digging to find out what she’s done with the money but at least, we have her location now.” “This billionaire boyfriend of hers, what sort of a man is he?” Daemon asked. “Reports say he’s into oil and gas and he made his fortune through it and that means he’s a dangerous man, they all are.”

He knew enough that he was able to recognize her at a glance. “You talked with her?” I questioned. There was no reason for him to approach her. “And she's not my wife, she's my ex.” Ethan laughed and beckoned a waiter over. We were in the VIP area and our booth was completely secluded from the rest of the bar. “If only you remember that during your drunken ramblings.”

"Someone called him Xander." Sophie's eyes went wide. "Xander? As in Xander Black? The Xander Black?" I looked at her blankly. "Ella, he's like... the biggest deal in New York. Black Enterprises? The tech empire? His family's worth more than some small countries. He's a billionaire, Ella. Like, actual billionaire. They write articles about him. Women throw themselves at him constantly. He never dates anyone. Never smiles. Never—" She stopped, looking at my expression. "Wait. Why are you looking like that?"

And as soon as he left without another word, I picked up my phone and left the hotel. No looking back; no hesitation. I’d find another way to pay mom’s bills, not pretending to be a fiancée to my ex-husband’s brother. As I arrived at my apartment and lay on the bed that night, the thoughts flooded me again. The offer was quite mouth-watering, no doubt. I brought out my cell phone and searched for the owner of Blackwood Inc. It didn’t take long before information about him on X and G****e came up. Xavier Blackwood, ruthless self-made billionaire who, not surprisingly, is also a playboy- as depicted by the tabloids.