Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 8: Back in line . *ARCHIBALD* Alan’s fists clenched at his sides, his anger evident as his jaw clenched. “I’m not telling you twice. Stay away from my girlfriend.” “Ex girlfriend.” Archibald corrected him immediately. Alan scoffed. “She’s only with you because I dumped her. If I wanted her back then I would.”“Keep thinking that.” Archie replied lazily reaching out to take a sip of Warren’s alcohol.Alan gritted his teeth and was about to argue more when Lisa cleared her throat interrupting.“Alan, that’s enough. Do not talk to your uncle like that.”“I will talk to him the way I want. He lost my respect when he went for what was mine.”“What was yours? Isabella is not an object.” Archibald said getting visibly annoyed by the way the conversation was going. “Stop talking about her like that.”“I’ll stop when you leave her alone.”“Isn’t it past your bedtime?.” Warren spoke up talking to Alan.Alan halted at the words as he scornful
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 9: Failing? . MONDAY MORNING *ISABELLA* It’s Monday and I’m surprised that no one has made an attempt to make fun of me this morning. Have the lucky charm finally gotten to me? First I bagged a very handsome billionaire and now I’m being left alone at work. I resist the urge to bask in it. After turning on my computer and logging in, I’m actually surprised to find jobs in my inbox that relate to my job position. I am to walk to an office on the top floor, find the hard copy of permission forms for artists to be able to be on camera and then I have to scan them onto the computer to file away electronically. I can do that. Maybe my third week in this new month will prove to be better than the first two. Throughout my ride in the elevator to the top floor of the tall building, I suddenly becomes aware of the caliber of person that would occupy a desk on the very top floor. The head of my department. Honestly, I should know
Ditch the ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 10: Embraces . *ISABELLA* “Isabella, open the door. I’m worried.” The world goes black for a second before I blink my eyes into awareness. I unlock the door but have no energy to move from my spot on the closed toilet lid. Warren carefully opens the stall door so he doesn’t startle me. His worried eyes meet the tear filled ones of mine and I had to clench my eyes shut, the tears overflowing down my face. Warren quietly takes my hand and places it on his own chest, over his own heart. “Copy me.” Warren’s calm voice speaks. “In for 3, hold for 2 and out for 4, copy me.” I copy him. For several moments I keep my eyes closed as I copy Warren’s deep breathes. Once my breathing is under control, I open my eyes, but I don’t meet Warren’s. I stare at my hand clutched in Warren’s grip, feeling the soft fabric of his grey overcoat. Unlike I expected, Warren doesn’t remove my hand. He lets my hand fall from his chest but keeps
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire. Chapter 11: Conspiracies .ALAN* Repeated knocks sounded on the door to my bedroom as I groaned rolling on my bed trying to avoid the noise. “Alan!!.” I opened my eyes reluctantly hearing my mother’s voice. She sounded annoyed. “Yes?.” I muttered getting down. I had no choice. Either wake up or she destroys the door. “Yes mum?.” I say again as I opened the door revealing her face. She was annoyed. She pushed past me walking into the room. “Why are you at home and not at work?.” “I rarely go to work, you know that.” I responded confused. “Well you have to, now wash up and go.” “Relax, it’s not like I’ll get fired. Grandpa would never do that to me.” I reply her going back to flop back on the bed. “Well your grandfather might not but your uncle will.” I sat up stunned as I faced her. “What are you talking about?.” “My brother is in the company today. I don’t know why but I guess it’s to see my father, to see your grandfather.”
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 12: Surprise? . *Isabella* Archibald stared at me expecting me to at least say something. “Um .. .” I started nervously before shaking my head. “Just forget about it, it’s nothing.” A frown immediately found its way to his face as he regarded me. “I know it’s not nothing. It has to be something because it’s making you cry, it has to be something for Warren to step in. Isabella, what happened?.” “Just .. .” I pause a little thinking of how to phrase what happened. “Just a little work issue but don’t worry Warren had it settled.” But he wasn’t budging. He arched an eyebrow. “And why did Warren had to step in exactly? Was the situation that important?.” “I was being bullied, I think.” “You think?.” “I don’t know.” I softly groaned not knowing to put this. “It’s just— I had to do something today, take some very important papers and then fill the information off them onto my system but then I was sent out for another job that’
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 13: spoiled . *ALAN* I stared at the strip, my heart racing. “You have got to be kidding me.” I muttered. “You must be joking, tell me you are joking.” “Joking?.” She scoffed in response. “I certainly am not, Alan. I’m serious about this, that’s why I’ve been trying to reach you, you idiot. I went to the hospital because I’ve been getting some symptoms and then they ran tests.” Chantelle stood there crossing her arms as if daring to me to talk back. “The tests came back positive?.” I blurted out, unable to contain my fear. “Yes it did. What’s your problem?.” “My problem?!.” I sneer. “You are the one who barged in here giving me unpleasant news. Why the fuck are you pregnant in the first place?.” “Oh gee, I don’t know Alan, maybe because we had sex.” She responded sarcastically. I roll my eyes. “Don’t give me that bullshit. You are not the first girl I’ve had sex with. Are you sure what you are saying is the
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 14: Time for Emmys .*ARCHIBALD* I walked into my father's office with a mix of nerves and determination. This was it, the moment I had been waiting for—to convince him that I was ready to take back my position as CEO of the company. I had spent countless hours pouring over the reports, analyzing every detail, preparing my case. "Dad," I said as I entered the large office, my voice steady despite the flutter of anxiety in my chest. "I need to talk to you about the company."My father glanced up from his desk, his expression unreadable. “My son decides to step into the company for the first time, I am greatly surprised.” I resist the urge to roll my eyes at his sarcasm. “Dad I need to talk to you.” “What is it, Archibald? I'm quite busy."“That’s the reason I booked for time with you. I knew you were going to say that you were busy so I had to book a meeting with your secretary.”And he paused, finally looking at me. “Archibald, fo
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire .Chapter 15: CEO title? . *BANCROFT VILLA* At the dinner party, Alan's family and Chantelle's family gathered around a long, polished oak table, adorned with flickering candles and gleaming silverware. The room was alive with the buzz of conversation and the clinking of glasses.Alan's mother, Janette Bancroft, a poised and elegant woman with auburn hair swept into a bun, leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I think the company’s 60th anniversary is the perfect opportunity to announce Alan and Chantelle's partnership at the company," she suggested, her voice carrying across the table.Chantelle's family nodded in agreement, her father, Mr. Normal, a distinguished gentleman with a warm smile, chiming in, "It would be a double blessing indeed. I mean, what better than to announce a profitable partnership while celebrating 60th anniversary.“You are right, Mr. Norman.” Alan’s grand father chimes in as he takes a pause from eating