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Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 28
Daniella's point of view The breeze was soft against my cheek, threading through my curls like fingers too gentle to be real. I stood by the window, forehead pressed against the cool glass. Outside, the morning stirred with quiet promise—birds darted between trees, their wings slicing through the air with soundless purpose. Somewhere below, a taxi honked, impatient, jarring. The world didn’t stop for heartbreak. It never had.My breath fogged a faint circle on the glass, then faded just as quickly as it had come. I stared at it, wishing I could disappear like that—brief, unnoticed, gone.The door behind me creaked again. I didn’t flinch. The scent of cedar and smoke drifted toward me before his reflection appeared on the windowpane—Michael, standing just beyond the threshold, uncertain, hands tucked into the pockets of his tailored slacks like he was holding himself together.He didn’t speak.Neither did I.Footsteps—three, soft and slow—until he stood beside me, his shoulder brushin
Last Updated : 2025-04-04Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter One
Nella's POV:I stepped out of the room in a blue sundress, my blonde hair tied up in a messy bun. As I approached the stairs, one thought consumed me: Oliver Quinn, my husband, who had left for the parking lot a while ago.He was on his way to work, and I decided to see him off, even though I knew he wouldn’t appreciate it. No matter how much effort I put in, he always glared at me with disdain."But I won’t give up. Maybe this time, seeing him off will earn me a smile," I thought, smiling widely as I prepared to step onto the first stair. Just then, I caught sight of two hands reaching out from the corner of my eye, prompting me to turn away.“Arghhh!” Caitlyn screamed as she lost her footing. I instinctively reached out, trying to grab her shoulders, but it was too late—she tumbled down the stairs.‘Was she trying to push me?’ I wondered, watching her roll until she hit the ground hard and, blood began to flow out heavily from the side of her head.“Miss Cait!” a maid called, rushin
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Two
Nella's POV:Suddenly, Oliver came into view. "Oliver, how is Caitlyn?" I stuttered.His furious gaze locked onto me as he approached. "You ungrateful bitch!” He yelled, raising his hands to hit me. I closed my eyes anticipating the slap but it never came, I slowly pried my eyes open to see that Agent Cooper had held Oliver back from hitting me.Tears welled up in my eyes, how could Oliver think of hitting me? “Control yourself Mr. Quinn. We will handle everything now that we are here.” Agent Cooper said, as she pulled out a handcuff from his pants pocket and advanced towards me.“You are under arrest for attempting to murder Miss. Caitlyn Pearce.” Agent Cooper began. ‘Attempt murder? Under arrest?’ My mind suddenly began to race. “Oliver, are you aware of this?” I asked turning to face him, there was absolutely no way he would allow these men take me in. This was obviously one of Caitlyn's schemes. “All your questions will be answered in court, Mrs. Quinn.” Agent Cooper said coldl
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Three
Nella's POV:The doors were suddenly pushed open and I shut my eyes instinctively. I could hear approaching footsteps, but I continued to feign sleep. “She is still asleep.” I heard a male voice say.“What could be wrong with her?” A familiar female voice asked. “She's pregnant.” The man replied, my eyes flung open when I heard his words.‘How? When?’It finally dawned on me, the night Caitlyn's divorce was announced in the news and she had contacted Oliver for emotional support. He came back home extremely happy and drunk, and that night we had sex for the very first time. The next morning when he woke up he hated me more, he claimed that I took advantage of his drunken state to have my way with him.How did that one night together result in pregnancy?‘Oliver needs to know about this, he will come for me the moment he finds out that I am pregnant with his child.’ I thought.“She is awake.” I heard a male voice announce. Tilting my head to the side, I saw a middle aged man, dresse
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Four
Nella's POV:He lets out a deep sigh, squeezed his hands, then relaxed them before saying, “I don’t have time for all this, Nella. Just sign this.” Then he tossed a brown envelope in front of me.I picked up the envelope and started to open it. "What is this? Is it some kind of petition or something?" I asked, still struggling with the seal.“Divorce papers!” He replied and my hands froze in the air.“Y-you are kidding right?”“Do I look like I came all the way here to joke?” He asked, sounding all serious.Tears filled my eyes as I looked at the man I called my husband. “Why are you doing this to me, Oliver? What have I ever done to you to deserve this?”“Honestly, I can’t believe you’re asking me this right now,” he began. “Caitlyn is stuck in a wheelchair for God knows how long, and she has a severe brain injury that I can only pray she recovers from. And you're asking me what you've done to deserve this when you actually deserve even more.”“So this is all because of Caitlyn huh.”
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Five
Nella's POV:FIVE YEARS LATER………“Damian!” I called out, tying my hair back with a band.Where could he be? Suddenly, I bumped into someone. Looking up, I saw it was the cook.Sighing deeply, I asked, “Where is he? Please tell me you found him.”“I couldn’t find him,” she replied, her head hung low. “This house is huge; he could be anywhere. I had the maids search everywhere for him. You’ll find him soon, I promise.”“I hope so, Lola. Michael is on his way back, and he hates it when his rest is disturbed.”“Don’t worry, ma'am. We’ll definitely find him before Sir returns, trust me…”“I found him!” someone called out, and we hurried toward the voice.We entered the library and saw a maid standing by the door.“Where is he?” I asked.“Behind the third shelf,” she replied.“You both can leave now,” I instructed. “And please shut the door behind you.”I moved behind the third shelf to find the little boy crouched down, his head hanging low.“What's wrong, baby?” I asked, gently lifting h
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 6
Nella's point of view The soft linen rubbed my skin with the scent of antiseptic filling the air.My eyelashes fluttered as the rays of the bulb hit my eyelids.The beeping of a heart monitor echoed from a distance which made me stretch my ears.I took a deep breath, the sterile air making my chest become tight, my eyelids becoming loose, then my vision cleared a dull ache hitting my head as my heart raced, hitting hard on my chest.I tried lifting myself but a sharp force pushed me back from my wrist, sending cold shivers down my spine.I looked to my right, there was a thick metal which chained me to the bedside rail.My eyes wandered around in the room trying to read the room as the hair at the nape of my neck stood, my breathing cutting through the room with my thoughts jolting me out from the world.My eyes trailing my body noting it was dusty from damp concrete, the irritating odour of sweat and urine oozing from my clothes.The cuff and the way it didn't allow me to escape got
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 7
Chapter 7Nella's point of view “ You will know soon.” He said, deciding not to tell me why he saved me, he turned his broad shoulders at me, his presence wanting me to talk but calling him would draw attention, unfortunately his actions kept me lost in thought, I had my freedom for a few days.Meanwhile, before he left he stood by the doorway with the doctor talking in low tone before he stared at me, leaving a smirk on his face, the doctor came in removing the cuffs from my hands.The rough hospital gown brushed slightly against my skin, I swinged my legs over the side of the bed, the cold tiles sending a jolt through my feet.My body ached with any slight movement, I insisted and pushed my body forward.Each step towards the door felt like sin, the air filled with bleach and drugs, the weight of the building fell on my shoulders.I stretched my hands for the door handle, my fingers brushing against the metal when a strong hand caught my arm, stopping me halfway gone.I tilted my
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Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 28
Daniella's point of view The breeze was soft against my cheek, threading through my curls like fingers too gentle to be real. I stood by the window, forehead pressed against the cool glass. Outside, the morning stirred with quiet promise—birds darted between trees, their wings slicing through the air with soundless purpose. Somewhere below, a taxi honked, impatient, jarring. The world didn’t stop for heartbreak. It never had.My breath fogged a faint circle on the glass, then faded just as quickly as it had come. I stared at it, wishing I could disappear like that—brief, unnoticed, gone.The door behind me creaked again. I didn’t flinch. The scent of cedar and smoke drifted toward me before his reflection appeared on the windowpane—Michael, standing just beyond the threshold, uncertain, hands tucked into the pockets of his tailored slacks like he was holding himself together.He didn’t speak.Neither did I.Footsteps—three, soft and slow—until he stood beside me, his shoulder brushin
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 27
The early morning light seeped through the window like reluctant hope, each beam illuminating the quiet desperation in the room. I stood in the study, staring at the reflection that had begun to feel both alien and intimately familiar. Every line on my face, every scar I tried to hide, whispered stories of battles fought and promises broken. In my hand, I still clutched the note Michael left—the weight of its words anchoring me to a past I longed to escape yet could not forget.I let the note fall onto the desk as if it were a relic of a life I no longer wanted. The silence of the room was profound, interrupted only by the steady hum of the air conditioner and the distant rumble of the city. I sank into the leather chair, feeling the cool surface beneath me as I closed my eyes. Every breath was a struggle between the desire to be free and the terror of what freedom might cost.The memory of Michael’s touch—so deliberate, so unyielding—played over and over in my mind. I recalled the se
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 26
Daniella's point of view The night air clung to my skin as I stepped out onto the balcony, the city lights stretching endlessly before me. The sounds of laughter and clinking glasses from inside barely reached me, muffled by the weight of my own thoughts. The party was still in full swing, but I needed air, space—anything to drown out the way Michael’s presence wrapped around me like an unshakable grip. A flicker of movement in the reflection of the glass doors caught my attention. Oliver. He stood just inside, watching, his posture taut, hands clenched at his sides. I had felt his gaze all night, a quiet storm brewing just beneath the surface. I turned before he could say anything, my hands gripping the cold railing. The scent of his cologne reached me first, familiar and unwelcome. “You look beautiful,” Oliver murmured, his voice rough around the edges. “But then again, you always did.” I exhaled slowly, counting my breaths, steadying myself against the whirlwind threatening t
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 25
Daniella's point of view The city stretched before me, a sea of lights flickering like distant stars. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a glass of untouched wine in my hand, its deep red hue catching the dim glow of the penthouse. Behind me, the murmur of voices and the clinking of glasses filled the space, but they were nothing more than background noise. My mind was elsewhere.Michael had left a few moments ago, his presence still lingering in the air. He hadn’t spoken much, but then, he rarely did when he was thinking. And tonight, I could tell his mind was working through something dangerous. I had learned to recognize the set of his jaw, the way his fingers tapped absently against the glass of his drink when he was plotting.I exhaled, my breath fogging slightly against the glass. My reflection stared back at me, expression unreadable. The dress I wore clung to me like a second skin, a masterpiece of silk and strategy. It was designed to command attention, to remind peopl
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 24
Michael's point of view Danielle was a study in poise, every movement deliberate, every glance calculated. She had learned well. Too well.I watched her from across the room, her back straight, chin lifted, the diamond necklace I had placed around her throat catching the light. A collar, a statement, a warning. She was no longer the woman Oliver had discarded. She was something else entirely now—something sharper, something untouchable.The gala had been a stage, and she had played her role beautifully. Oliver had been unraveling by the minute, his grip on his champagne glass tightening with every smile she directed my way. And Caitlyn? She had nearly shattered under the weight of Danielle’s presence alone.I had expected satisfaction. Victory. Instead, there was something else curling inside me, something I refused to name.Back at the estate, the silence between us stretched. Danielle removed the necklace and placed it on the vanity, her fingers steady, her expression unreadable.“
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
