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Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 164 : Eight more times...
Alexander rose from his chair and made his way toward the bedroom.The room was a blend of understated elegance and quiet opulence—decorated with muted colors, gilded moldings, and a custom-made European-style bed that looked as though it belonged in a palace. A long row of mahogany cabinets lined one wall, their polished surfaces gleaming under the soft light.An air of subtle luxury hung over everything, understated yet unmistakable.Alexander opened one of the cabinet doors. The scent of expensive wood polish and crisp linen filled the space. Neatly arranged inside were rows of impeccably pressed suits—his armor for the world outside.But tucked beneath them, nearly hidden among the shadows, sat a beautiful woman.Ava.She was curled up against the side of the closet, her knees drawn tightly to her chest, wrapped in nothing but his oversized white shirt. Her bare feet were tucked under her, her shoes hastily kicked somewhere under the bed in her rush to hide.For a long moment, nei
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Ava was completely drained. Every inch of her body ached as if she’d been taken apart and reassembled—twice.Alexander Vanderbilt, she thought bitterly, was not someone an ordinary woman could keep up with.She was still lying in bed, limbs heavy and muscles sore, when her phone lit up. The name Rachel flashed on the screen.Ava groaned internally but forced herself upright and answered the call."Ava! I brought something up for you—I’m downstairs and on my way up!" Rachel's cheerful voice burst through the speaker.Snapping out of her haze, Ava quickly sprang to her feet and checked her reflection in the bedroom mirror. She smoothed her dress, adjusted her hair, and ensured nothing about her appearance betrayed her disheveled morning. With a small breath of relief, she stepped back just as the doorbell rang.She hurried over and pulled open the door.Rachel stood there glowing in high-waisted designer jeans and a black camisole with delicate lace sleeves hugging her arms. Her outfit
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The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the pristine hotel suite. The scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air, mingling with the faint remnants of last night’s champagne.Alexander stood by the window, his posture rigid, his sharp gaze fixed on the woman sitting at the edge of the bed. Serena.She was undeniably beautiful, her tousled hair cascading over her bare shoulders, her delicate fingers working swiftly as she finished buttoning her blouse. But Alexander remained unmoved.“I’ll compensate you generously,” his voice was smooth but laced with ice. “But don’t expect anything beyond that. What happened last night changes nothing.”Serena paused, fingers tightening around the last button of her blouse. The weight of his words pressed against her, heavy and unforgiving.Meanwhile, Alexander’s mind reeled, replaying the events of the previous night in fragmented flashes.The Vanderbilt family had hosted a grand banquet in his honor—a sp
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When Serena and Alexander married, he hadn’t even bothered to appear at city hall. The entire process had been orchestrated by Cornelius Vanderbilt’s influence, allowing Serena to obtain the marriage certificate without her groom’s presence.Now, for the first time, she truly faced the reality of that document. Sitting on the edge of her bed, she opened the drawer, pulled out the marriage certificate, and traced her fingers over the embossed seal.Alexander Vanderbilt.The name carried an almost suffocating weight.She barely glanced at the picture beside her own before tossing the certificate back into the drawer. Dwelling on it wouldn’t change anything. Their marriage was nothing more than a formality, and soon enough, it would be undone.Deciding she had wasted enough time, Serena grabbed her coat and left for the hospital to visit her younger sister, Valentina.By the time she arrived, it was past noon. The hospital hallways smelled faintly of antiseptic, the sterile scent mingling
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Serena climbed into her car, gripping the steering wheel as a wave of melancholy settled over her like an unwelcome guest.When Araminta moved in with Valentina and Josh, Serena had gently suggested that it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to share a home with Josh, who wasn’t related to her by blood. A polite request—that he find his own place—had seemed reasonable.But Alfonso, ever eager to keep Araminta and Valentina happy, had hesitated. And rather than create conflict, Serena had quietly made the decision to move out herself.Now I’m just an outsider in my own family, she thought bitterly, pressing the ignition button.With no urgent work at the studio, she decided to head straight home. The cityscape blurred past her windows, neon signs flickering in the early evening light. But before she could lose herself in the solitude of the drive, her phone buzzed against the dashboard.Seeing the caller ID, her mood dipped further.Serena exhaled, letting it ring a few more times before r
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Serena followed quietly behind Alexander, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. The hallway was dimly lit, the overhead lights casting a warm, golden glow that reflected off the polished surfaces. Every inch of the 54 Club exuded luxury—gold-accented walls, velvet furnishings, and the faint scent of expensive cologne lingering in the air.At the entrance to the main lounge, a biometric scanner beeped softly as Alexander swiped his black membership card. The staff at the door bowed deeply, their expressions neutral but their posture stiff with reverence.Serena noted how effortlessly he commanded respect without uttering a single word. His presence alone carried authority—unshaken, unchallenged.She lingered a step behind, observing him. He was dressed sharply in a tailored black suit, the crisp white of his shirt standing out against the dark fabric. His demeanor was as cold as ever, yet there was something effortlessly magnetic about him.Alexander stopped abruptly, turn
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I don’t think I made any mistake… Maybe he just doesn’t know me well enough, Serena mused, replaying the earlier encounter with Alexander. His sudden shift in mood had left her unsettled, making her wonder if she had unknowingly offended him.The soft buzz of her phone snapped her from her thoughts. Seeing Kevin’s name flash on the screen brought a small sense of relief.“Ava, have you arrived?” Kevin’s voice was steady yet laced with curiosity.“Hey, Kevin… I think I might’ve messed up,” Serena admitted with a sigh, running a hand through her hair.Kevin was taken aback. Serena—known professionally as Ava Alvarez—was one of the most meticulous designers he had ever worked with. He had never once heard her second-guess herself.“Room 1402. Come here, and we’ll sort it out,” he said, his tone reassuring.“Okay.” Ending the call, she flagged down a nearby waiter for directions and made her way through the dimly lit corridor toward the private suite.Inside the lavishly furnished room, Ke
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Ava’s expression remained composed, her voice calm and measured, yet something about her quiet determination made Alexander pause—if only for a fleeting second. His sharp gaze flickered over her, searching for a hidden motive, but her sincerity made him hesitate.Still, his features remained impassive, his presence commanding. The aura of dominance he carried made it difficult for anyone to hold his gaze for too long.As the elevator descended, silence settled between them, thick with unspoken thoughts. Ava's mind was already racing. The studio was still in its early stages, and securing a high-profile client like Alexander Vanderbilt would cement its reputation. She had long learned that pride didn’t pay the bills—persistence did.“Mr. Vanderbilt,” she said, her tone poised yet earnest. “I’d like to understand your design preferences. I can tailor something specifically for you, and if you’re not satisfied, I won’t charge a single cent.”Alexander’s eyes narrowed slightly. She’s persi
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Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 165 : He was enjoying you
Ava was completely drained. Every inch of her body ached as if she’d been taken apart and reassembled—twice.Alexander Vanderbilt, she thought bitterly, was not someone an ordinary woman could keep up with.She was still lying in bed, limbs heavy and muscles sore, when her phone lit up. The name Rachel flashed on the screen.Ava groaned internally but forced herself upright and answered the call."Ava! I brought something up for you—I’m downstairs and on my way up!" Rachel's cheerful voice burst through the speaker.Snapping out of her haze, Ava quickly sprang to her feet and checked her reflection in the bedroom mirror. She smoothed her dress, adjusted her hair, and ensured nothing about her appearance betrayed her disheveled morning. With a small breath of relief, she stepped back just as the doorbell rang.She hurried over and pulled open the door.Rachel stood there glowing in high-waisted designer jeans and a black camisole with delicate lace sleeves hugging her arms. Her outfit
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 164 : Eight more times...
Alexander rose from his chair and made his way toward the bedroom.The room was a blend of understated elegance and quiet opulence—decorated with muted colors, gilded moldings, and a custom-made European-style bed that looked as though it belonged in a palace. A long row of mahogany cabinets lined one wall, their polished surfaces gleaming under the soft light.An air of subtle luxury hung over everything, understated yet unmistakable.Alexander opened one of the cabinet doors. The scent of expensive wood polish and crisp linen filled the space. Neatly arranged inside were rows of impeccably pressed suits—his armor for the world outside.But tucked beneath them, nearly hidden among the shadows, sat a beautiful woman.Ava.She was curled up against the side of the closet, her knees drawn tightly to her chest, wrapped in nothing but his oversized white shirt. Her bare feet were tucked under her, her shoes hastily kicked somewhere under the bed in her rush to hide.For a long moment, nei
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 163 : I have business to handle
Alexander leaned in, brushing his lips against Ava’s earlobe—a whisper of a kiss, soft and lingering like a lover’s secret murmur.Ava stiffened slightly, unaccustomed to this kind of closeness.In truth, she had never been this intimately connected with anyone before. The sensation of his warm breath against her sensitive skin felt almost foreign, startling.Despite her naturally cool and reserved demeanor, her body betrayed her easily. A soft pink hue blossomed across her cheeks, spreading down her neck, making her look even more delicate under the sunlight.Without daring to meet his gaze, Ava slipped away, heading toward the bathroom, still dressed in his oversized white shirt.Alexander watched her go, his dark eyes trailing her graceful movements. He never would have imagined that his stiff, formal shirt could look so sinfully beautiful draped over a woman’s body.She was the very picture of effortless allure—elegant, yet undeniably tempting.Inside the bathroom, Ava quickly spo
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 162 : Five years… and still so innocent?
Ava rushed out of the hospital, her heels clicking against the pavement as she hurried to her car. Once inside, she started the engine with shaking fingers and glanced at her phone. Her heart dropped. The roads were packed—an evening traffic jam clogging the city like a pulse grinding to a halt.Her fingers clenched the steering wheel, frustration bubbling up. She honked the horn more times than she could count, each one sharper than the last. A twenty-minute drive had now turned into a maddening forty-minute crawl.Alexander had given her exactly one hour.With every passing minute, her heart beat faster, the pressure building like a kettle about to boil over.And then—bang.Her car lurched forward. She’d been rear-ended. The sudden jolt slammed her head into the steering wheel, sending a flash of pain through her skull. Her eyes stung with tears, but she blinked them away, biting down on her panic. The driver behind her got out, waving his arms and pulling out his phone to call the
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 2nd * Chapter 161 : I’ll give you one hour
Alexander couldn't focus, his thoughts scattered and restless. As his phone rang with a call from a business partner, he seized the moment and stood up.“Grandpa, the business partner is calling. I need to go over the details of this morning’s meeting,” he said, already moving away.Grandpa let out a long, weary sigh. To him, it looked like Alexander was just eager to escape. “If you put that much effort into Serena,” he grumbled, “you two would have had a house full of kids by now. Go on, but no matter how busy work gets, don’t forget the wife waiting for you at home.”Alexander didn’t answer. He slipped into his car and glanced at the dashboard clock—8:00 PM. Ignoring the call still ringing on his screen, he turned the key and headed straight to the hotel.By the time he arrived, it was 8:30.His phone buzzed again. It was Jonathan, this time with more urgent news—Ryan had been arrested, and sensitive information about PW Group had been leaked. By morning, the media would be ablaze w
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 165 : I already regret far worse.
The Vanderbilt building was unusually still for a Friday evening. Outside, the city buzzed as it always did, but inside Alexander’s top-floor office, silence reigned.The only light came from the city skyline pouring in through floor-to-ceiling windows. Alexander stood by the glass, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a thick, official envelope.The divorce had been finalized. Her name — Serena Ava Morales Vanderbilt — would no longer be linked to his. And yet, the weight in his chest hadn’t budged. If anything, it had settled deeper.The quiet was broken by the buzz of his phone.Hugo.He answered with a low, “Yeah?”“Finally!” Hugo’s voice crackled through the speaker. “You’re free. About damn time, man.”Alexander didn’t respond.“So,” Hugo continued, voice laced with mischief, “how about some celebratory drinks? I’ve got a private room at 230 Fifth, and I might’ve invited a few… distractions.”“Hugo—”“Come on, don’t be boring. Half the city would give their left arm for a
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 164 : Good. Let it all burn.
Ava sat cross-legged on the floor of her apartment, Rex’s warm head resting against her knee. The golden retriever let out a soft, contented sigh, completely unaware of the life-changing moment that had just arrived.On the table before her lay a sealed envelope.Her name printed clearly beneath it:Serena Ava Morales Vanderbilt.She knew what it was. In fact, she’d been waiting for this moment for years — though not in longing or hope.She had never begged for Alexander’s attention. Never sought his approval.Not five years ago, when she signed that marriage certificate under the cold gazes of the powerful Vanderbilt family and Alfonso, her father’s watchful eyes.Not when he had left the country right after signing the marriage certificate without a word, abandoning a marriage neither of them had wanted.She had lived alone since then.Alone with the Morales debt, the fading reputation of he
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 163 : Let me go
Alexander didn’t remember much of the drive back. The city was a blur of lights and shadows, his thoughts tangled and restless. The tight knot in his chest refused to ease.The image of Ava — Serena — standing by that window lingered with painful clarity. The hollow look in her eyes. The way her voice had cracked when she spoke of dignity, safety, and the things he’d stripped from her.He’d always considered himself a man in control, measured and strategic in every move, every decision. But tonight, for the first time, he felt powerless.And ashamed.He’d broken something he had no right to touch. Now, all he could do was try — maybe hopelessly — to repair what pieces remained.By the time he arrived at the Vanderbilt estate, the staff were long asleep, and the house was quiet. But he didn’t stop there. He headed straight to his private study, locking the door behind him.He pulled out his phone and made a call.Jonathan picked up on the second ring, sounding slightly groggy. “Sir?”A
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 162 : Why did you come, Mr. Vanderbilt?
The city lights blurred past as Alexander sped through the streets, his grip tight on the steering wheel. The cool night air seeped through the slightly opened window, but it did nothing to calm the restless storm inside him.For the first time in years, his usually sharp, calculated mind was clouded — not by business, not by rivals, but by a woman.His wife.And how badly he’d wronged her.Ava. Serena.Every time he said either name in his head now, it twisted something deep in his chest.He thought back to her messages — not a single word of accusation, not one plea for sympathy.Even after everything, she hadn’t used his name.She called him Mr. Vanderbilt.Professional. Distant. Like a stranger.And wasn’t that what he’d made himself?As he pulled into the underground parking of the hotel, he sat in the car for a long moment. His reflection in the windshield stared back at him — polished, cold, successful. A man respected, feared, envied. But none of that meant anything now.He gr
