Trapped With My Billionaire Ex Husband Novels & Stories

I had changed every single stuff on my floor a few months back after finally getting a way out of the bargain. Every single woman has repulsed me and although it has taken Dezreel a lot before she had agreed to let me go, including the death of her father, she had succumbed to it later on, but not without letting me know that she was going to rain hell on me. Hell on me? I had scoffed. No one else can except I gave the person the right to. Oddly, I had everything now, power, money, and even fame and I still felt hollow, still felt withdrawn like I had failed in life.

"And I don't owe you my heart just because you finally decided to act like a husband. Eighty-five days left." I opened the door and walked out into the corridor, leaving the billionaire CEO trapped in his glass tower, choking on the realization that his ultimate sacrifice was still three years too late.

I was a ghost haunting the corners of my own life. But Julian saw me. He didn't just tolerate my existence; he demanded it. He had waded into the freezing mud of a lake just to build a sandcastle with my child. He had kissed the scars on my stomach like they were religious artifacts. He had promised, with absolute, terrifying conviction, that I was never going back to my cage. I swallowed hard, a hot lump forming in my throat. I was a married woman with a hundred and twelve dollars to her name, entirely dependent on a monster. Falling for a billionaire with the power to crush cities was reckless. It was suicidal.

It was the first honest sentence in a long while that had cost me nothing, and the first that frightened me. "Why did you really agree to marry me?" I asked next. "Say it plain." "The will. And Richard's books." He didn't dress it up. "Your estate records may show where that money went. I won't pretend that wasn't part of it." "Part of it." "I signed away the money before you said yes. That wasn't about the books." "It doesn't fix this." I closed the folder. "I've been married to a man who decided what I deserved to know. I'm not doing it twice."

continued Anna. Anna rolled her knees. She walked slowly away from the billionaire's luxurious penthouse without any doubts, guilt, or feelings that could weigh her down. "Anna belongs to Anna," muttered Anna. She grabbed her sunglasses. Walk confidently toward the elevator. While inside the penthouse, Anderson Baldwin was in chaos. He grabbed his hair because his head wouldn't stop thinking about Anna. Anna had insulted him enough. If she thought it was a joke, she had tested Baldwin's patience enough from the moment she knocked on her door.

The evening sun had started bleeding its colors and we made our way to the car encircled by the guards. “You are finally reunited with him, what are your feelings seph?” “What does it feel like to be the wife of a billionaire?” “Where will you be going for the honeymoon” I want to laugh at the hypocrisy of the media. A few days back they asked whether I know the killer and now they are content with knowing how does it feel to be married to a billionaire? Pavlos is not in the crowd. I have broken his trust but I am helpless right now. The car door opened and we went in. I don’t want to be near him. He has kept Ayla away from me. Was that hit all a drama to keep her away from me and use her at

Ready whenever you are, baby. Trust me, that was all Vincent needed to devour me whole… and to think that this was the first of many nights like this as a married couple… I failed to ruin my billionaire ex-husband as promised, because he ruined me instead. THE END.

"I am sorry for this. I...I" "It is not your fault. The real problem is him. what's his deal?" he asked curious of his relationship with Astrid. "His my ex-husband." she revealed, shocking Scott at the same time. "Ex-husband? You mean you were married to Rowan Wade?" He asked in shock and Astrid nodded in response. "I was formally married to him until I decided to divorce him because of a personal issue. Yet, he has refused to let me be in peace. I want him completely gone from my life forever," Astrid said with hate in her voice.

Chapter 164 Sasha's POV While Sienna and her husband were going through their own problems, I was also going through mine with my husband. I just discovered a shocking truth. I had been married to my husband for a few months now and everything seemed perfect. We were in love and I thought we had a strong foundation of trust. But, I just found out that my husband was the son of a billionaire.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me. I don’t want to spoil your fun.” With one final look at Sabrina and Roman, I strode away from them and found myself at the bar where I pulled a stool and ordered for a shot of margarita. I clenched my jaw, angry at myself as I threw a shot of margarita down my throat. What the hell was I thinking? That I was going to have a perfect night with my ex husband who had no memories of me and was now married to my twin sister? How more delusional could I be? I was really pathetic. It disgusted me.