Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 93:.The next day at the firm, Alan immediately goes to Hector to tell him that he apologized and moved back into the penthouse. “Also, you should know that Isabella lied to uncle about you. She claimed that you were upset with her because she was supposed to have dinner with you or something.”Alan’s smile falters when Hector says, “Actually, she was supposed to have dinner with me.”“Wait, what? I thought you were mad with her because you're on my side and stuff?”“I am.” Hector lifts a hand to run his fingers through his hair. “I actually didn't give a shit about having dinner with her.”“Then… Why did you set a date with her?” “Because Archibald wanted me to befriend Isabella, so she would feel more comfortable working here. Lately, I haven’t been happy with Isabella’s performance at all, and both of them know it. Don’t tell your Archibald I told you, though. He doesn’t want you to become jealous or something since you and I are so
Ditch the Ex. Ditch the Billionaire .Chapter 94:.The first couple of days after Alan moved back home, Alan and Isabella are pointedly friendly towards one another. Even though Isabella accused Alan of avoiding him, she doesn’t exactly show any interest in spending time with him or in talking to him more than the mostly shallow, but friendly words they exchange during meals or before she leaves for work. Since Alan can feel his affection for Isabella growing whenever they do talk a little, he is relieved that they're keeping a distance from each other. At the same time, he hopes that she won’t accuse him of avoiding her or being hostile towards her again.The sooner he can execute his plan, the better...Unfortunately, everything is taking much longer than Alan expected. First, he has to wait for the perfect moment to unlock Archie’s IPad (the code is an open secret in the household) and implement Hector’s Trojan. Since he doesn’t feel comfortable giving Hector access to the ca
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 95: .Chuckling, Isabella rolls her eyes. “Archie... I love you, but can you please shut up and enjoy your meal?”It seems to be impossibly hard for Archibald to accept her spoiling him like that. Worried, he mentions how expensive the filet steaks must’ve been, and although they were, she just rolls her eyes again.“Please, don’t worry about it, babe. It’s not like I’ve spent a lot of money on food lately.” When Archie still looks worried, she raises her brows seductively. “If you really want to return the favor, I do accept orgasms as a payment.”Smirking, she sees that Archibald tightens his grip on his fork. She twitches excitedly at the idea of what Archie could be doing to her after dinner, so she doesn’t waste any more time and starts eating.During the meal, Archie and Isabella don’t talk much. Instead, they mostly exchange lascivious looks. When she stretches out her leg, just barely managing to reach all the way over to press it
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 96:.She doesn’t always like it, not at all, but every now and then, it’s just what he needs. Just like when she sometimes needs Archie to be rough and mean to her instead of being caring and gentle… When she was younger, she never understood why she yearned to have a loving relationship with someone who’d consider her their equal, and still occasionally liked to watch porn where one part was humiliated or degraded. She figured something had to be wrong with her, so even after she had gotten de flowered, she was reluctant to be honest about her kinks. But it didn’t take long for Archibald to find out what Isabella is into. He managed to show Isabella that it’s possible to have a loving relationship built on trust and respect, and have rough and degrading sex every now and then. As someone who identifies as an occasional ‘soft dom’, Archie is able to give her whatever she wants, whenever she wants. Just like she is able to give him what
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 97:.Alan is still haunted by what he saw on the recording when he returns to the penthouse on Saturday around 2:00 p.m., torn between deeming it the hottest porn he’s ever seen and wanting to forget everything about it. Lost in his thoughts, he doesn’t acknowledge the different voices coming from the living room at first, but when he steps out of the hall, he stops dead in his tracks. Isabella is sitting on the couch, flanked by two people Alan only knows because one of them worked in the same company with him. As soon as Isabella’s other friend look at him, Alan gets hit by a hot wave of hostility. Dropping the gaming controller she was holding, Isabella jumps up from the couch, looking nervous. “H-Hey, um…” She pauses to clear her throat. “Archie had to go to work because of some IT problem, and, um… Alan, these are my friends. You might know Dara and this is her boyfriend, Riven.”Forcing his lips into a strained smile, Alan steps
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 98:.As soon as Alan bangs his door shut, Isabella has a long discussion with Dara and Alvin. Even though she greatly appreciates them for standing up for her, she doesn’t want to give Alan a new reason to hate her again (if he doesn’t still hate her anyways).But she didn’t want any unwarranted action from him. He had already tried to sabotage she and Archie once. And she was sure he would do it again if he was given the chance. “Sorry, but someone needed to give him a piece of his mind,” Dara huffs, sitting back down. “He’s a dick.”“Yes, but I want to move on from this. No matter if Alan was sincere about his apology or not, I don’t want to be the cause of any more fighting. I promised Archibald I’d give him another chance.”Whereas Riven mumbles an apology, Dara sighs deeply. “Okay, I get it. It won’t happen again. I won’t apologize to him, though. I meant what I said, and I don’t care if he hates me. Someone needs to have put him i
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 99: .“Do I really have to go?” “Yes, love.” I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. When I pulled away, I wrapped my robe tighter around me and smiled up at him. He was all ready, suitcase packed and flight information printed out. I hadn’t bothered getting ready this morning; instead, I made him breakfast and helped him gather all the last-minute things he’d need for his work trip. “It’s only for a few days.”Archibald sighed, tapping his toe against the welcome mat. Even at the bottom of the step right outside our front door, he was still taller than me. “But I’ll miss you.”I chuckled and pulled him into a hug across the threshold. To be honest, I’d had a rough week myself and wasn’t thrilled about Archibald leaving for the entire weekend and then some. But I wanted to be strong for him as I sent him off. “I’ll miss you too, but you’ll be home before you know it.”Reluctantly, he loaded his suitcase into the car and got in. His eyes linge
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire.Chapter 100:.The drive was short, and as we pulled up to the valet, I admired the neon lights and lively crowd bustling around the new club. Archibald jumped out of the car in a hurry to open my door before any of the valets had a chance. I took his hand and stepped out, feeling like a queen as he gave my shoulder a quick squeeze and handed over the keys to the valet.Live jazz music tumbled out through the door as we entered. My eyes traveled up the high walls, noticing that the club had a second floor overlooking the stage and dance floor below.Colorful lights flashed across a thick crowd of people flirting, drinking, dining, and dancing.“Hi. Reservation for two, the name is Archibald Bancroft.”Reservation? My attention snapped back to him. So he had been planning this?“Right this way.”Archibald flashed a huge smile at me and wrapped an arm around me as we were escorted to our table. It was a small, tall round table with a candle and flow
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 143: .It happens by accident.Archibald’s out of town again for work but tries to call in the evenings when he can and Isabella, consequently, does her best to be available despite the three-hour time difference. Dara can roll her eyes all she wants — and does — but keeps her smart remarks, if not to a minimum, then to an average.(“It’s part of our arrangement!” Isabella protests noisily as if the forty-five minutes she spends holed up in her bedroom have anything at all to do with those initial terms of their relationship and aren’t simply because she misses the man like a limb when he’s gone.Dara makes an unflattering snort and digs her elbow into Isabella’s side, stealing a pretzel out of her bag while she’s distracted.“Uh-huh,” she says, “Is that what we’re calling it now, Ms. Codependent?”“I don’t think I like you anymore.”Isabella, among other things, is a liar. A bad one.)It happens by accident because Isabella’s bundled up
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 142: .See, if Isabella’s life was a movie, this is where it would end.A great romantic conclusion tied up with a neat little bow, roll credits, and scene.But this isn’t a movie, and this isn’t where it ends.“I’m thinking about going back to school,” Isabella says one afternoon during a lunch date. She doesn’t stop stirring anxiously at her gelato until Archibald reaches out to physically stop her before it turns to soup, and she won’t like it as much.“I think that’s a good idea,” he replies.Isabella is still basically unhireable, further blacklisted professionally by the drama that came out of her father’s quick but messy trial that put him in jail for years and ruined any good reputation any of them might have had.(The man left a single furious, frothing voicemail on Isabella’s phone that could be summed up as three straight minutes of death threats that included everyone from Isabella herself to the cat to the goldfish that had o
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 142: .“You know, I almost broke up with you last night.”Archibald’s steady calm, the largest holdover from last night, holds up even as he nods in agreement. “I know.”Isabella scowls at him.“How’d you know? I barely knew until I’d decided not to.”“Because I know you. You’ve been given precious few people in life who haven’t broken your trust, and I did that by going behind your back. It would have been an understandable reaction, and I wouldn’t have begrudged you—“Isabella slams that ocean blue tumbler down on the table with a clatter. Her eyes are bright with emotion, and her lips are turned down in an irritated scowl.“Maybe you wouldn’t,” she snaps, “but I’d sure as shit begrudge you if you just, what, let me break up with you without so much as asking me not to? What the fuck, man.”“You are an adult who can make your own decisions—““Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I want you to just let me go when I’m about to do something stupid!
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 140:.There is coffee, kept hot in the kind of insulated tumbler that costs too much and coordinates with the beachy colors of the house. Isabella has a suspicion that it was bought specifically for her, because Archibald is a crazy person who thinks about that kind of stuff. It doesn’t stop her from drinking it.“Tell me what you did,” Isabella orders before she can talk herself out of it and in spite of the very large part of her that doesn’t actually want to know. “Something something something about buying out the board?” she elaborates with a pointed stare. Because Chantelle, of all people, wouldn’t be bailing unless the ship is sinking. The ship might already be sunk if she’s that willing to abandon what she sees as her birthright. A birthright that she’s always seen as a competition, even though she’d won right out the gate and Isabella’s so stupid that it took literally being disowned to see that she never stood a chance.“Oh, th
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 139: .Isabella and Alan had settled many a disagreement with an angry tussle in bed that was worth the drop afterward for being able to get a little of her own back, to feel seen and heard. Except that Archibald already makes her feel seen and heard, and right now Isabella just sort of wants one of them to hurt, and she’s not sure who.“Stop, stop, enough,” Archibald orders, kinder than Isabella deserves, and wipes the beginnings of tears out of the corners of Isabella’s eyes before she even realizes that she’s about to cry. “I know, baby. I know.”“You don’t know anything.” It comes out way less cool and way more pathetic when Isabella’s voice cracks on what is definitely an overtired, strung-out sob. “You don’t know anything.”“I know that you’re exhausted and running on fumes and that you’d rather have the kind of sex that’s not good for you and that you don’t even want than get what you need,” Archibald tells her. “I’d say I know pl
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 138: .The only tears Chantelle’s ever shed have been of the crocodilian variety, as purposeful a tactic as any insult. Even after she’d forced herself to learn how to stop, she’d never managed to wield emotion like a weapon. At times like this, Isabella sort of wishes that she had.Isabella trembles and wraps her arms around herself, chilled even underneath the blanket. The edges are getting wet with saltwater and crusted with sand, and she would bite anyone who might try to take it from her.Archibald doesn’t touch her, but Isabella can feel him practically vibrating with the way he wants to. Right now, Isabella would be happy to bite him, too.“I don’t think you’re stupid.”“Well, it sure feels like it.”Archibald literally wrings his hands in open distress, and even now, it doesn’t feel remotely like a win. Isabella’s gotten exactly what she’s asked for—space and someone else being the one to hurt, but it doesn’t lessen her own, not e
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 137:.It's still pitch black outside, but Isabella finds herself at the edge of the water anyway. The ocean doesn’t give a damn about Isabella’s battered foundation and rolls happily up the night-cooled sand, leaving only foam and bits of seashell behind.Isabella sits at the shoreline and tucks her knees up under her chin.She wonders, miserably, where Chantelle plans to go.God, she hopes her sister gets as far away as she can.Isabella's spent her whole life loyal, but Chantelle? She’s fanatical to a degree that Isabella could never quite manage, and she wonders if putting her loyalty into a cage match with her relentless drive to protect herself finally did what nothing else could—crack that fanaticism. She’ll never know; it’s not her place now, and even if it was, Chantelle would never let her.God, she hopes Chantelle got as far away as she possibly can.Mai, with much derision, refers to it as Isabella's "better place theory." Mom
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 136: .“Oh, please. Because your boytoy just woke up and bought half our board and their corresponding shares out from under us for some weekend summer fun? I didn’t think you had it in you, but I guess you had to grow a spine sometime.”Isabella’s brain goes blank. Chantelle’s words land with all the delicacy and grace of anvils, pinning her down under their weight like a butterfly in a box.“I didn’t—you’re wrong,” she protests.“Sure, okay. Keep telling yourself that. Anyway, don’t bother saving this number; I’m ditching the phone once my plane boards. Congratulations on your win, Izzy. We always knew you’d ruin the family, but I didn’t think it’d be like this. Have a good rest of your life, I guess.”There’s a click and then a dial tone. Isabella tries to call back, but it goes straight to a generic voicemail that she knows won’t ever be checked. At best it’s a burner phone; at worst it’s Chantelle’s regular phone that she’s willing t
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 135: .There’s the temptation after breakfast to go back to bed and find another way to entertain themselves, but Archibald shuffles her to go shower instead.“It’s about ten miles to get into town,” he says when Isabella protests in an appropriately dignified manner, definitely not pouting at having to put pants on. “You’ll like it.” Isabella does pout, then, and is rewarded for her bad behavior by being hoisted up onto the bathroom counter and thoroughly kissed until she’ll say yes to just about anything. And she does say yes, eventually, and delays the inevitable by about ten minutes by sticking her hands down the back of Archibald’s pajamas.Isabella’s never had this kind of domesticity in a relationship before, and it should feel strange but it doesn’t, just scaffolds its way up the norms built in by months of getting to know each other. It doesn’t feel weird at all for Isabella to snag Archibald by the wrist and tug him into the sho