Novel & Cerita The Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back

I watched all of these in silence, so many thoughts whirling through my head. I was still hurting from Arielle leaving with a man, and just when I thought the day could get any better, another comes with a flower. And wait—did he just drive up in that sleek Mercedes-Benz? Could the day get any worse? The moment the man was out of earshot, I nudged at Rebecca's arm urgently. "Who is this guy?" With a sympathetic balance, she responded, "That’s our boss’s ex–husband. A billionaire, as you can see."

Suddenly, I switched it up, “For three good years that we dated, you never even told me you were this rich, that you were the son of a major top dog in new york or that your lineage possessed such treasure. Now, you have grown up to have alot of money Ace, you're a wealthy man and I have grown to be obsessed with that. Your wealth is so freaking addictive, it makes me wish we never broke up.” Rounding him, I continued, “But now that a billionaire like you wants me, I think it’s fair I also deserve something of value to you. So for money sake, I'm willing to forgive the mistakes of the past. If I have to come back into your life even after everything, then I need a tangible compensation and t

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?”

It’d be torture, like walking in desert heat with a water fountain beside you. “You took long enough to notice, don’t you think?” he said, trying to stifle his laughter. “I wasn’t going to let you take the bus. I told you yesterday I’d be happy to show you the town.” He turned to face me. “And any other town you want,” he added, his voice deep and sexy, echoing through the truck and sending shivers down my spine. What the hell would his wife think of his ex-girlfriend spending the day with him?

made me go hard, and I know I want to see her again. Yeah, but how? the voice in my head scoffs. Are you really going to start dating the daughter of your ex-wife? How fucked up is that?’ I merely shake my head. I’m a fucking billionaire, and billionaires do what they want. They go to Mars. They rearrange the federal government. Fuck, they even get involved in European politics. Fucking a young girl who happens to be an ex’s daughter is the least of it. At that moment, I stroll by my massive garage and see Henry, my chauffeur, wiping down the yellow Lambo.

They both took a seat and Alessa sat next to Damien while Aria sat next to Aiden. “Is this what you do now? You host dumb parties and dress up fancy?” Damien asked as he looked at her. The kids couldn't hear their conversation. Alessa didn't look at him as she gave a response. She poured herself a drink. “No, this is the first time and I had no idea until it was too late to turn it down,” she replied as she brought the glass closer to her lips. “Really? If you don't know you are all over the news. Have you read the headlines? The billionaire’s ex-wife returns as a billionaire and with twins. She invested in… “

I took the remote and switched on the TV. "Yes, that’s why we suspect Mr. Winters wants his ex-wife back, who is now a businesswoman, secret sources say it’s because she is a billionaire now who can save his family’s company, a company that his current girlfriend, or rather fiancé, brought down with her oniomania disorder.” “What?!” I turned and saw Cassie, who had her mouth wide open. I switched off the TV. “I’m not addicted to shopping,” she said and came to me.

My eyes drifting to the bed covered with rose petals, I bite my lower lip, I can't wait for him to come over. The billionaire is mine and would always be mine. Besides, who would dare break up with the most popular actress in the city, the face and talk all over the news, no one!. No one can survive without me, Xavier finally realized that and he's crawling back, just like all my past ex's did. I am the one who breaks hearts, who breaks up with men when am done with them, not, never the other way round. I break up with men, but can never break up with Xavier, he's a billionaire, wealth himself, I would not miss this chance to make him mine and dance to my tones.

He had lashed out at me and yet he was cuddling up to his ex wife on the very same spot. How dare he?! I had to admit that she was beautiful. The classy kind of beauty. The woman looked like she commanded men. I'd bet the only thing attractive about me was my boobs. The headlines read “The billionaire and his beautiful wife might be back together.” Tears stung the corner of my eyes. “She looks old!” Was the only insult I could come up with before I stormed back to my room to call Megan. “Have you seen the news?”

An ordinary afternoon that had no business feeling this good. A family that wasn't really a family. A wife who wasn't really mine. She caught me staring. "What?" "Nothing." "You're staring." "Allowed to look at my wife." Color rose in her cheeks. "Fake wife." "Still my wife." "You're impossible." "So I've been told." For the first time in longer than I could remember, I wasn't Adrian Blackwood the billionaire everyone tiptoed around. I was just a man spending his afternoon with two people who'd become important to me somewhere along the way, without my noticing exactly when.