Trapped With My Billionaire Ex Husband Novels & Stories

She sighs and thinks, “Since when did I become a celebrity? These people seem to have nothing to do but gossip about other people.” The second top searched news was also about her and the Franks. The first news is written, “Alexia Rivas, a Divorcee is the Fiancée of the Richest and Youngest Billionaire in the country.” And the second one being, “Alexia Rivas, seen with the Billionaire Fiancé in front of Excellence Entertainment Center.” They arrive in front of the jewelry company and he is about to alight the car when she holds his hand and asks,

I was just the perfect wife but in reality, for him, I'm nobody. I fall for him like an idiot obviously, and I tried my best every day to show him that he can trust me and he can give me a chance. But the big Hunter just ignored all my prays, all my tears and all my pain, and now I am ready to throw out the towel and leave this marriage before is too late for me. Maybe you will ask why I want to leave this marriage with a billionaire, where I can have everything and I can have an amazing life which most people just dream of.

Maybe he would understand and let her go. “No, baby… we do it my way. You can take a day off.” He stood on his ground. Making Iris more frustrated. She threw an annoyed look, and she tried with her might to take her off from his lap. But he easily overpowered Iris, and he instead tightened his grip. “You are a bully! I need to open my store. Not everyone is a millionaire like you!” Iris replied testily. She really hated this person. “Billionaire,” he corrected Iris.

My phone buzzed, and I stared at the phone for the umpteenth time, hoping I would get a reply from her. It wasn't her though. Instead, my eyes caught the news headlines peeping out of my phone… “Billionaire idol beats up a poor man for touching his mistress,” I cringed at the title. These journalists would do anything to make extra cash. The headline wasn't exactly false, but how did these people know that he's been having an affair with Lena Dunham? My mouth dropped wide open, and I zoomed in to confirm and it was just as I thought. I brought out another phone from my breast pocket immediately and put a call across. I was panting quite loudly and I found it quite difficult to stabilize my b

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

She trailed off, speculating on the particulars of where she was or might be, what might have been the reason for her disappearance, of course, her high-profile marriage to the famed business tycoon. Literally, almost all sort of some powerful billionaire loses his wife, and she's alone and out somewhere, and here is Kai, desperate enough to put a reward on his own wife's head. I admired his grit. "Well," I whispered, "looks like I finally got what I wanted.”

I whipped my head to him at once and scoffed, “That interested in Calvin's life that much? You'll keep chasing him. You're never going to reach so don't bother.” “Hey!” He grabbed my hand before I could grasp it and held my jaw, “Watch what you say to me.” “Don't you dare touch me ever again,” I warned and got out of his hold before standing to my feet and he also did the same. “Why are you so pissed? I was only pointing out how you're working when your so-called husband is a billionaire. I mean, isn't it fake?” He turned to the crowd and I heard flashes of light and only when I looked around did the faces become more familiar.

And the more I had delved into the details of it all, the more I had felt like I was drowning in a sea of betrayal and heartache. It was surreal to see their faces plastered across screens and headlines, their private lives dissected and scrutinized by the public eye. And of course, I had been dragged into it—the wife of Billionaire Kingston gets free from being kidnapped by a group of terrorists only to find out that her husband had gotten an ex-model pregnant. And yes, you read that right, I said terrorists. That was how the news channels, YouTube channels, Talk Shows, and all of the rest, that was how all of them talked about it.

"I also leave all the money in my investments, offshore accounts, and my current banking accounts, worth one hundred billion dollars." "That's impossible!" Belinda exclaimed as she stood up from the couch. Her voice caused an echo in the sitting room, and everyone looked at me. "My husband didn't write that will! He wouldn't have left so much money to his bastard child and not me!" She fumed. "I've been his wife for 43 years and was the one who helped him get everything that he had! I am the one who built his empire and got him where he was!"

This, I thought, this is everything. Afterwards, she lay beside me, tracing the edge of the sheets. “I looked you up when I got home yesterday. And I know what this looks like,” she said quietly. “A billionaire and his son’s ex. It’s messy, complicated, I’m 25 and you are 50, people will talk. I don’t know if I can handle all that.” I turned to face her. “Aria, since my wife died, I’ve been buried in this empire. Work. Numbers. Deals. Nothing felt real anymore until you. You’ve reminded me that I still have a heart and that terrifies me.”