The Return Of The Billionaire's Ex-wife Novels & Stories

The angle I gave him was simple. Lena Carter was a woman who had moved with significant speed from a breakup with a Cole Industries mid-level employee directly to the CEO. That the relationship had the texture of ambition rather than feeling. That she was good at reading rooms and better at reading opportunities. That the question of how a woman like her, accomplished in her field but not of Adrian’s world, had arrived so precisely in his life was worth examining. I didn’t use the word gold digger. I’m not imprecise. I gave him the materials and let him build the frame himself, because that was how these things worked and because anything with my fingerprints on it was traceable in ways that

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

"Mr Adams Carter Ma'am, he stopped by and asked to pick up Diane, he said he was her father, a renowned billionaire wouldn't lie about that so that's why—" "Excuse me?" Alicia cut her off. "You gave my daughter to Adams!" She yelled. "Do you even hear yourself Miss Phobe?" She scoffed in disbelief. "That's literally the most stupidest and dumbest thing I've ever heard! How dare you give my daughter to some renowned billionaire!" She yelled, sarcastically laying emphasis on her last statement.

Clara’s pov I woke within the week with a text from Nick, my soon to be ex-husband. “When are you coming back home?” I read it over and over again, then something between a snort and a chuckle passed through my lips. He still thought that everything I did was a bid for his attention. But I had already planned for this. I knew he wasn't going to let me walk out of the marriage with 30 million dollars, especially now that his parents' company was expanding. He couldn't lose such a huge amount without also losing their favor in the process.

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.

“Together. For once, we don’t run. We stand. And we protect what’s ours.” Her eyes met mine, and something shifted their resolve threading through the fear. She gave a small, fierce nod. But the fragile peace broke when Sonia’s phone buzzed on the bar. She picked it up, eyes searching the screen, and her face went pale. “What is it?” I asked. She turned the phone toward me. The title glared in big letters: “SONIA VALENTITHE FALLEN HEIRESS: HOW ONE WOMAN LOST HER EMPIRE TO A CRIMINAL’S HANDS.”

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.

“I still don’t get it. She’s alive, teaching, running a restaurant in Paris… and she hasn’t even tried to reach out to you? The woman used to worship the ground you walked on. She lived for your approval. And now, because she’s some Michelin star chef, she just ghosts you after disappearing for three years?” Devian gave a dry laugh. “She’s with that racer guy now, man. Kevin Laurent. Can’t blame her—billionaire, good looks, global fame… he’s the whole package.” Ethan’s grip tightened around his glass. “Shut up, Devian,” he said quietly. His tone wasn’t loud, but it was sharp enough to make both men fall silent for a moment. Bryan smirked, unfazed. “Come on, Ethan. Don’t tell me it doesn’t bo

Chapter 1: A Desperate Bargain “I’ll marry you… but only if you save my mother.” Melinda Jason’s voice shook as she stood in the big fancy office. She was looking straight at Stanley Stewart, the powerful billionaire everyone feared. Stanley leaned back in his chair and stared at her with cold eyes. “You’re offering to marry me just like that?” he asked. “What makes you think I would help your mother?” Melinda took a deep breath. “Because I can give you what you want. You need a child, right? An heir. I’ll be your wife and give you that child. Just please… save my mom.”

“My back doesn’t hurt anymore right now. I just want to devour you completely. Danielle, your body is incredible. Just looking at you gets me hard. Frank Tino was an idiot for abandoning a beautiful wife like you.” “Mr. Billionaire, don’t mention my ex-husband…” “What? Does hearing his name hurt your feelings?” The billionaire’s voice turned teasing. “Later, you’ll have to answer me this… between him and me, who makes you feel better?”