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Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 15
Danielle’s Point of ViewI went to the restroom to get my act all together, who does he think he is to talk to me like that.I heard a knock on the door which made me tilt my neck,“ Who is that?!” I asked in a loud voice as it never occurs, although on urgent occasions.”“ Ma'am, Marylin has someone inside your office and he wants to see you.” her voice was shaky as she spoke.“ For fuck sake.” I said in a breathy voice, adjusting my hair while wearing a smile to meet him.“ You're still here?!” I asked with a straight face.“ Yes, you can meet me at a gala tonight, I want us to discuss,I have a deal.”“ I won't be there.” He stood up towering over me.“ I'm not sure, queen.” he said, stretching his hands to show me the invitation card he had dropped on my desk.I was restless throughout the day, till night I decided to dress up for the gala.The air inside the gala was thick with power, threaded with the scent of champagne and something colder—money, control, and ambition woven into
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 16
Michael’s Point of ViewThe night air was thick with the scent of whiskey, polished marble, and money. It always smelled the same in these places—where power dripped from crystal chandeliers and greed lay just beneath the surface of every conversation. The gala was no different, a room full of men who thought they ruled the world and women who knew better but played along anyway.And then there was her.Danielle.Or rather, Nella, if I wanted to push her buttons.She moved through the crowd with practiced ease, her spine straight, her expression unreadable. The emerald gown hugged her in all the right places, every step calculated, every glance controlled. She had learned well. Too well.I sipped my drink, the slow burn trailing down my throat as I watched her from across the room. She was untouchable, at least that’s what she wanted people to think. But I knew better.A man approached her, his gaze lingering longer than necessary, his posture too confident for my liking.I didn’t mov
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-26Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 17
Michael’s Point of View The door clicked shut behind her, leaving only the faint trace of her perfume in the air. A mix of something delicate, deceptively soft—just like the woman wearing it. But I knew better.Danielle was anything but delicate.I sat down, running a hand over my jaw as I stared at the door she had just walked through. She was getting smarter. More aware. She was starting to see things—see me—in ways I wasn’t sure I liked.Or maybe I liked it too much.The moment she had called me out on already having a plan, something shifted between us. She was right. I didn’t need her to destroy Oliver.But that wasn’t the point.I wanted her in the destruction.I wanted her to watch him crumble, to know that I was the one who placed the final nail in his coffin. I wanted her to feel that power—not because she needed it, but because she deserved it.And yet… she still hesitated.That hesitation was a problem.I leaned back, my fingers tapping against the armrest as my thoughts s
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-26Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 18
Michael’s Point of ViewI should’ve known it was a setup the second I walked through the door.The air inside the abandoned warehouse was thick with the stench of rust and damp concrete. A single overhead light flickered, barely cutting through the shadows pooling in the corners. The place was too quiet. Too still.I moved carefully, my instincts coiled tight, ready.I’d come here for a deal—an arrangement that should’ve put my business another step ahead. But I wasn’t an idiot. In this world, trust was just another weapon waiting to be turned against you. And yet, I still walked in.They were waiting for me.At first, it was just him—Vincent Romano, a lowlife who thought ambition made him untouchable. He stood near a crate, hands stuffed into his pockets, posture loose, like this was just another night.“Michael,” he greeted, flashing a grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “Glad you could make it.”I didn’t respond. Just watched.Then I noticed the way his fingers twitched, the slight sh
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-27Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 19
Michael’s Point of ViewPain was an old friend.I had been shot before. Stabbed. Beaten within an inch of my life more times than I cared to count. I knew how to grit my teeth, how to keep moving through the agony. But this?This was different.Because Danielle was here.She was kneeling beside me, her hands firm but careful as she pressed down on the wound. Her touch was warmer than I expected, despite the sharpness in her eyes.And she hadn’t hesitated.Not even for a second.I should’ve teased her for it. Mocked her for caring. But the words never came. Instead, I just watched her, the way her brows furrowed in concentration, the way her lips parted slightly as she focused.She was trying to ignore it—what this meant.And that was fine.Because I wasn’t ignoring it.“You need stitches,” she muttered, more to herself than to me. “I don’t have the right tools here, but—”“We don’t have time,” I rasped. “Just stop the bleeding.”Her hands stilled.Then, slowly, she lifted her gaze to
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-27Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 20
Daniella’s point of view A lot has been happening and it got me worried, it wasn't supposed to make me that worried.I stood in front of the mirror, my fingers tracing the edge of the vanity. My reflection staring back at me was unfamiliar, poised, untouchable. A woman draped in wealth, her skin kissed by soft candlelight, yet hollow beneath the surface. Michael’s world had draped me in silk and power, but it couldn’t erase the bruises time had left around my ribs.The door creaked open. I didn’t turn. His presence filled the space before his voice did.“It’s time,” Michael said.The necklace he held shining under the glow of the chandelier—a delicate chain of diamonds, a collar of ownership. He stretched his legs walking closer, the cool metal ghosting against my throat as he fastened it. His fingers tracing my collarbone, barely a touch, but it sent a sensation through me. I swallowed the reaction before it surfaced.“Perfect,” he murmured.He was watching, always watching. Was
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-28Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 21
Danielle’s point of view.The morning light cut through the room in slanted beams, gilding the edges of silk and shadow. I sat at the vanity, combing my fingers through my hair, watching the reflection that stared back.It was still me, the lady who Micheal liberated, nothing changed and I have to accept the truth.The events of last night lingered like the scent of burning embers, unseen, but impossible to ignore. Oliver’s presence. His calculated movements. Michael’s quiet amusement.It should have been satisfying to see Oliver fold under the weight of his own regret. But it wasn’t. Not entirely.A knock at the door. Soft, measured.Michael.I didn’t bother answering. He walked in anyway.He was already dressed—pressed charcoal slacks, a crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the throat. There was something effortless about him, something calculated.He leaned against the dresser, watching me in the mirror.“Sleep well?”I turned, tilting my head. “You already know the answer to that.”His
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-29Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 22
Isabella's point of view The night air pressed against my skin, thick with the weight of unspoken words. The scent of damp earth filled the air, carrying whispers of things left unresolved. My heels clicked against the marble as I stepped inside, the dim lighting casting elongated shadows across the walls. Michael’s presence loomed behind me, silent but heavy, his gaze a weight I refused to acknowledge.I raised my shoulders high in the air, my chest out as my hands swung as my hips swayed.My hands curled into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms—a grounding sensation in the face of the storm swirling within me. The events of the evening lingered like an echo, Oliver’s stare, Caitlyn’s smirk, the silent war playing out in careful glances and lingering touches. The taste of victory was bitter in my mouth, laced with something I refused to name.Michael moved past me, his jacket sliding from his shoulders with practiced ease. The fabric landed on the back of the leather ch
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Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 23
Michael's point of view The moment Danielle stepped into the room, I knew something had shifted. She carried herself with a precision that wasn’t just control—it was strategy. Her gaze skimmed over me, indifferent, as though she hadn’t spent the evening before wrapped in my world, my power.I closed the distance between us slowly, measuring her reaction. The faintest flicker of tension in her shoulders gave her away, but she didn’t step back. Good.“You didn’t come to bed last night,” I said, my voice quiet, steady.She glanced at me, unimpressed. “Neither did you.”A smirk threatened, but I swallowed it down. She was learning.I reached for her, trailing a finger down the bare skin of her arm. She didn’t flinch, didn’t soften. That, more than anything, set my blood simmering. “What’s on your mind, Danielle?”She tilted her head, her expression unreadable. “Do you trust me, Michael?”I let the question settle, studying the way she held herself—controlled, expectant. I could lie, feed
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 22
Isabella's point of view The night air pressed against my skin, thick with the weight of unspoken words. The scent of damp earth filled the air, carrying whispers of things left unresolved. My heels clicked against the marble as I stepped inside, the dim lighting casting elongated shadows across the walls. Michael’s presence loomed behind me, silent but heavy, his gaze a weight I refused to acknowledge.I raised my shoulders high in the air, my chest out as my hands swung as my hips swayed.My hands curled into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms—a grounding sensation in the face of the storm swirling within me. The events of the evening lingered like an echo, Oliver’s stare, Caitlyn’s smirk, the silent war playing out in careful glances and lingering touches. The taste of victory was bitter in my mouth, laced with something I refused to name.Michael moved past me, his jacket sliding from his shoulders with practiced ease. The fabric landed on the back of the leather ch
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 21
Danielle’s point of view.The morning light cut through the room in slanted beams, gilding the edges of silk and shadow. I sat at the vanity, combing my fingers through my hair, watching the reflection that stared back.It was still me, the lady who Micheal liberated, nothing changed and I have to accept the truth.The events of last night lingered like the scent of burning embers, unseen, but impossible to ignore. Oliver’s presence. His calculated movements. Michael’s quiet amusement.It should have been satisfying to see Oliver fold under the weight of his own regret. But it wasn’t. Not entirely.A knock at the door. Soft, measured.Michael.I didn’t bother answering. He walked in anyway.He was already dressed—pressed charcoal slacks, a crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the throat. There was something effortless about him, something calculated.He leaned against the dresser, watching me in the mirror.“Sleep well?”I turned, tilting my head. “You already know the answer to that.”His
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 20
Daniella’s point of view A lot has been happening and it got me worried, it wasn't supposed to make me that worried.I stood in front of the mirror, my fingers tracing the edge of the vanity. My reflection staring back at me was unfamiliar, poised, untouchable. A woman draped in wealth, her skin kissed by soft candlelight, yet hollow beneath the surface. Michael’s world had draped me in silk and power, but it couldn’t erase the bruises time had left around my ribs.The door creaked open. I didn’t turn. His presence filled the space before his voice did.“It’s time,” Michael said.The necklace he held shining under the glow of the chandelier—a delicate chain of diamonds, a collar of ownership. He stretched his legs walking closer, the cool metal ghosting against my throat as he fastened it. His fingers tracing my collarbone, barely a touch, but it sent a sensation through me. I swallowed the reaction before it surfaced.“Perfect,” he murmured.He was watching, always watching. Was
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 19
Michael’s Point of ViewPain was an old friend.I had been shot before. Stabbed. Beaten within an inch of my life more times than I cared to count. I knew how to grit my teeth, how to keep moving through the agony. But this?This was different.Because Danielle was here.She was kneeling beside me, her hands firm but careful as she pressed down on the wound. Her touch was warmer than I expected, despite the sharpness in her eyes.And she hadn’t hesitated.Not even for a second.I should’ve teased her for it. Mocked her for caring. But the words never came. Instead, I just watched her, the way her brows furrowed in concentration, the way her lips parted slightly as she focused.She was trying to ignore it—what this meant.And that was fine.Because I wasn’t ignoring it.“You need stitches,” she muttered, more to herself than to me. “I don’t have the right tools here, but—”“We don’t have time,” I rasped. “Just stop the bleeding.”Her hands stilled.Then, slowly, she lifted her gaze to
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 18
Michael’s Point of ViewI should’ve known it was a setup the second I walked through the door.The air inside the abandoned warehouse was thick with the stench of rust and damp concrete. A single overhead light flickered, barely cutting through the shadows pooling in the corners. The place was too quiet. Too still.I moved carefully, my instincts coiled tight, ready.I’d come here for a deal—an arrangement that should’ve put my business another step ahead. But I wasn’t an idiot. In this world, trust was just another weapon waiting to be turned against you. And yet, I still walked in.They were waiting for me.At first, it was just him—Vincent Romano, a lowlife who thought ambition made him untouchable. He stood near a crate, hands stuffed into his pockets, posture loose, like this was just another night.“Michael,” he greeted, flashing a grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “Glad you could make it.”I didn’t respond. Just watched.Then I noticed the way his fingers twitched, the slight sh
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 17
Michael’s Point of View The door clicked shut behind her, leaving only the faint trace of her perfume in the air. A mix of something delicate, deceptively soft—just like the woman wearing it. But I knew better.Danielle was anything but delicate.I sat down, running a hand over my jaw as I stared at the door she had just walked through. She was getting smarter. More aware. She was starting to see things—see me—in ways I wasn’t sure I liked.Or maybe I liked it too much.The moment she had called me out on already having a plan, something shifted between us. She was right. I didn’t need her to destroy Oliver.But that wasn’t the point.I wanted her in the destruction.I wanted her to watch him crumble, to know that I was the one who placed the final nail in his coffin. I wanted her to feel that power—not because she needed it, but because she deserved it.And yet… she still hesitated.That hesitation was a problem.I leaned back, my fingers tapping against the armrest as my thoughts s
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 16
Michael’s Point of ViewThe night air was thick with the scent of whiskey, polished marble, and money. It always smelled the same in these places—where power dripped from crystal chandeliers and greed lay just beneath the surface of every conversation. The gala was no different, a room full of men who thought they ruled the world and women who knew better but played along anyway.And then there was her.Danielle.Or rather, Nella, if I wanted to push her buttons.She moved through the crowd with practiced ease, her spine straight, her expression unreadable. The emerald gown hugged her in all the right places, every step calculated, every glance controlled. She had learned well. Too well.I sipped my drink, the slow burn trailing down my throat as I watched her from across the room. She was untouchable, at least that’s what she wanted people to think. But I knew better.A man approached her, his gaze lingering longer than necessary, his posture too confident for my liking.I didn’t mov
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 15
Danielle’s Point of ViewI went to the restroom to get my act all together, who does he think he is to talk to me like that.I heard a knock on the door which made me tilt my neck,“ Who is that?!” I asked in a loud voice as it never occurs, although on urgent occasions.”“ Ma'am, Marylin has someone inside your office and he wants to see you.” her voice was shaky as she spoke.“ For fuck sake.” I said in a breathy voice, adjusting my hair while wearing a smile to meet him.“ You're still here?!” I asked with a straight face.“ Yes, you can meet me at a gala tonight, I want us to discuss,I have a deal.”“ I won't be there.” He stood up towering over me.“ I'm not sure, queen.” he said, stretching his hands to show me the invitation card he had dropped on my desk.I was restless throughout the day, till night I decided to dress up for the gala.The air inside the gala was thick with power, threaded with the scent of champagne and something colder—money, control, and ambition woven into
