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Picking Fight
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SusanIf picking fights didn’t work, I needed another approach.So I went for something foolproof.Making him jealous.The idea was simple...if Elliot thought I had my eyes on someone else, his pride would never let him stay in this relationship. He’d break things off himself, and I wouldn’t have to be the villain.The only problem?Elliot Prescott was completely and utterly unshakable.It started at work.I picked the most charming, good-looking guy in the office...Derek Stone.He was tall, well-dressed, and had the kind of easy smile that made every woman swoon. More importantly, he had zero interest in me. We were friendly, nothing more.So I made sure Elliot saw us together.At lunch, I leaned just a little too close. I laughed at everything Derek said, even when it wasn’t funny. I let my fingers linger on his forearm as if he’d just told me the most fascinating story in the world.And Elliot?He just watched.His sharp blue eyes tracked my every move, his fingers tapping slowly a
Last Updated : 2025-02-01Falling For My Billionaire Ex The "Too Clingy" Plan
SusanIf making Elliot jealous didn’t work, I had to try something else.And what’s the fastest way to push a man away?Be overly clingy.Men hated it when a woman was too available, right? If I suffocated him with attention, he’d get tired of me and leave, it was a flawless plan, or so I thought.It started in the morning. I showed up at his apartment unannounced.Dressed in one of his oversized shirts, the one I stole and a pair of shorts, I knocked on his door at 6:00 a.m. sharp.When he opened it, his hair was messy from sleep, his sweatpants hung low on his hips, and his bare chest looked like a damn sin.But I was here on a mission."Good morning, baby!" I beamed, stepping inside before he could stop me. "I missed you."Elliot blinked at me, then smirked. "Missed me? It’s barely been eight hours.""I know," I said sweetly, wrapping my arms around his waist, pressing my face against his warm, hard chest. "But I just couldn’t sleep without you."His hands rested on my hips, his voi
Last Updated : 2025-02-01Falling For My Billionaire Ex Spending His Money
SusanSince being clingy didn’t work, I had to switch tactics. If I couldn’t push Elliot away with desperation, I’d do it by being a financial burden. Men loved independence...they hated when a woman cost them too much. So, I was going to be the most high-maintenance fiancée in history.At 8:00 a.m. sharp, I barged into Elliot’s office, holding a ridiculously expensive shopping catalog. He barely looked up from his laptop, though the corner of his lips twitched. "Good morning, sweetheart," he murmured. "What brings you here?"I plopped onto his desk dramatically. "Baby, I was thinking… I need a new car."Elliot leaned back in his chair, rubbing his jaw. "You don’t have a car.""Exactly," I said sweetly, flipping the catalog toward him. "Which is why I want this one."His eyes trailed down the page. His brows lifted. "A Ferrari SF90 Stradale?" he repeated slowly.I smiled. "Yep!"He chuckled. "You don’t even drive, Susan."I batted my lashes. "Then hire me a driver."Elliot’s eyes glim
Last Updated : 2025-02-03Falling For My Billionaire Ex Sex On The Dining Table
Susan If being clingy didn’t work and being high-maintenance backfired spectacularly, then maybe… just maybe… being an absolute slob would do the trick.Men hated mess. They liked their women put together, tidy, and organized. So, if I became the opposite of that, Elliot would surely rethink this engagement.The plan? Simple, turn his pristine, luxurious penthouse into a disaster zone.The opportunity presented itself when he invited me over for the weekend. I arrived Friday evening with a suitcase full of strategically chosen outfits...wrinkled pajamas, old sweatpants, and a hoodie that had definitely seen better days. No makeup. Hair in a messy bun. The goal? Zero sex appeal.Elliot opened the door, and the moment he saw me, his brows lifted. His gaze trailed over my oversized hoodie, my mismatched socks… then settled on my bare, makeup-free face."You look cute," he murmured.Damn it.Ignoring him, I dragged my suitcase inside and immediately began phase two: Operation ‘Wreak Havo
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Elliot I had always known Susan to be confident, self-assured, and not the type to entertain unnecessary drama. So when she started behaving strangely, I couldn’t help but notice. At first, it was little things...pointed glares when I spoke to female employees, stiff body language whenever another woman so much as laughed at my jokes. But then it escalated. The first real incident happened at the office. I was in a meeting with Amelia, one of our senior marketing strategists, when Susan barged in without knocking. “There you are,” she said with forced casualness, walking straight to my desk and placing a cup of coffee in front of me. I glanced at her, then at Amelia, who looked mildly startled. “Susan, I’m in a meeting.” “I know,” she said, shooting a tight-lipped smile at Amelia before turning back to me. “Just thought you could use some coffee.” Amelia, bless her, tried to keep the conversation professional. “As I was saying, Mr. Prescott, the campaign adjustments...” Susan
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ElliotThe office was unusually quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic below and the soft clinking of ice in the glass I held. I swirled the amber liquid lazily, leaning back in my chair, lost in thought about her, Susan.No matter how hard she tried to push me away...with her jealous antics, her sudden workaholic tendencies, and that maddening cold facade...I saw right through it. She was fighting something, and I was going to figure out what.A sharp knock on my office door pulled me from my thoughts.“Come in,” I called, not moving from my relaxed position.Adrian strolled in, a familiar smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. He held up a bottle of my favorite bourbon. “Thought you might need a drink.”I raised an eyebrow but gestured for him to pour. “Since when do you play the thoughtful brother?”“Since your fiancée had dinner with our mother,” he shot back, his grin widening as he poured two glasses and handed me one.I stiffened slightly, my grip tightening on the glas
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Falling For My Billionaire Ex Mr Perfect Boyfriend
SusanThe following days at work were pure torture.Not because Elliot was distant or angry. Oh no. That would’ve been easier to deal with.Instead, he decided to become Mr. Perfect Boyfriend.On Monday, a bouquet of my favorite lilies sat on my desk when I arrived. The soft petals and delicate scent mocked me as I stared at them like they were ticking time bombs. I looked around the office, hoping no one noticed, but of course, my PA caught my eye from her desk, her grin so wide I wanted to throw the flowers at her.By Tuesday, it was my favorite coffee...hot, just the right amount of cream and sugar, and delivered right to my desk before I could even make it to the break room. The barista even spelled my name right.I clenched my jaw, marched straight into Elliot’s office, and slammed the cup down on his desk. “We’re supposed to be breaking up, Elliot.”He leaned back in his chair, that infuriating smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, like he was enjoying every second of this.
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Elliot Her breath was ragged against my ear, her nails leaving faint trails down my back that only fueled the fire raging inside me. I couldn’t get enough...of her taste, her scent, the way her body responded to mine like we were made for this, for each other. I pulled back just enough to look at her, her lips swollen from our kisses, her eyes dark and hooded with desire. She was the most beautiful fucking thing I’d ever seen, and right now, she was mine. “Susan,” I whispered, my voice low and rough, “do you want me to stop?” But she didn’t respond. Instead, she pulled me closer, her fingers curling into my hair, dragging my mouth back to hers like she’d drown if we weren’t connected. I groaned into her mouth, my hands trailing down her sides, feeling every inch of her body. I yanked her blouse open, buttons flying across the floor, exposing the delicate lace of her bra. My mouth was on her boobs before I even realized it, kissing, biting, sucking the soft tits until I felt her s
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Susan I took a deep breath as I stepped into the headquarters of the Prescott Foundation. The towering glass doors reflected the morning sun, casting a golden glow over the entrance. This was my new beginning, but not in the way Mrs. Prescott had envisioned.The receptionist, a woman in her late thirties with sharp eyes behind black-rimmed glasses, looked up at me and stiffened slightly. "Good morning, Ms. Hart," she said, her voice polite but laced with curiosity.It was clear...everyone here knew who I was. Not as Susan Hart, the new employee. But as her. The woman Elliot Prescott was involved with. The one who had seemingly walked into this job with privilege wrapped around her like a designer coat.I straightened my shoulders, let them think what they wanted. I would prove them wrong."I'm here for my first day," I said with a calm smile.Her eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, but she nodded and picked up her phone. "Mr. Castillo will be with you shortly."I knew of Mr. Castillo..
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Susan The morning light seeped through the curtains, casting a soft glow across Meera’s apartment. I blinked awake, the events of last night crashing down like a tidal wave. My head throbbed, not from the wine but from the weight of my choices.I had betrayed Elliot’s trust.And worse...I had done it knowing exactly how much it would hurt him.I turned on my side, expecting Meera to still be asleep, but she was already sitting up against the headboard, scrolling through her phone.“Morning, traitor.” She didn’t even look up as she spoke, but the sarcasm was thick in her tone.I groaned, burying my face into the pillow. “I don’t need the judgment this early.”“Well, too bad,” she snapped, tossing her phone onto the bed. “Elliot called me twice.”That got my attention. I shot up, my heart beating rapidly. “What?”“And texted,” she added, handing me her phone.I hesitated before reading.Elliot Prescott: Where is she?Elliot Prescott: She’s not at the penthouse. If she’s with you, tell
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Susan I walked out of Elliot’s office without looking back.I could still hear his voice...sharp, cutting, and desperate...“Don’t do this, Susan.” But I had to.Because in the end, love wasn’t enough.Not when his mother still saw me as an outsider. Not when the world still whispered about how I wasn’t good enough for Elliot Prescott. Not when, no matter how much I tried to prove myself, I still felt like I was fighting a battle I was destined to lose.And if signing my name on a damn contract was the price for being accepted into his family, for securing a future where his mother wouldn’t look at me like I was nothing, then so be it.I ignored the sting in my chest and walked down the halls of Prescott Enterprises with quiet determination. My heels clicked against the marble floors, my heart pounding with every step toward the woman who had made me feel small for so long.Mrs. Prescott was waiting for me.She sat behind a grand mahogany desk, poised and elegant, a picture of unshaka
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Susan The message stared back at me like a challenge. Eleanor Prescott requests your presence for lunch. One o’clock. Prescott Tower, 45th floor. I didn’t need to think twice. This wasn’t an invitation...it was a summons. Elliot’s mother had spent years pretending I didn’t exist, treating me like a temporary inconvenience that would eventually disappear. But now, after everything that had happened...the scandal, Elliot’s return, the press conference that rocked the business world...she was suddenly willing to sit down with me? I stepped out of the cab and took a deep breath before walking through the grand entrance of Prescott Tower. The lobby was pristine, with marble floors and golden accents, exuding the kind of wealth that was meant to intimidate people like me. But I wouldn’t be intimidated. The elevator ride to the 45th floor felt both too long and too short. When the doors slid open, I was met with an airy, sunlit dining area. Floor-to-ceiling windows showcased the city
Falling For My Billionaire Ex The CEO
ElliotWhen I finally walked into the boardroom, their faces looked like some overfed monkeys.The long mahogany table was filled with familiar faces...men and women who had sat in those same seats for years, acting like they ran the company.They didn’t.I did, I've always been the one.I took my time, adjusting my cuffs as I strolled to the head of the table. No one spoke. They were just waiting, and watching. Gerald sat near the end, flipping through a report, his expression neutral. He wasn’t the enemy, but he wasn’t my ally either...not yet.I finally took my seat, leaning back in the leather chair, letting the silence settle."Let's not waste time," I said. "I know you’ve all been waiting to air your concerns, so go ahead. Entertain me."The CFO, an older man with sharp eyes, cleared his throat. "Mr. Prescott, while we respect your leadership, your abrupt departure created instability. The stockholders...""The stockholders are relieved that I’m back." I cut him off smoothly. "
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ElliotThe moment I stepped off that stage, the tension in the air was so thick one could cut it's edge with a knife..I barely made it into the hallway before Gerald caught up to me, his voice low but urgent."Sir..." He hesitated, carefully choosing his words. "That was unexpected."I smirked. "Was it?"Gerald sighed, running a hand through his neatly combed hair. "You know what I mean. I respect your decision, but the board was hoping for a... smoother resolution.""A resolution that involves me selling my personal life to fix their mess?" I turned to face him. "Tell me, Gerald....do I look like a man who needs to marry for the sake of PR?"He shook his head quickly. "Of course not, sir. I just..." He exhaled. "I just want you to come back. The company needs you."I studied him for a moment. Gerald wasn’t like the others. He wasn’t power-hungry, nor did he manipulate situations for personal gain. He was loyal...to the company, to my father’s legacy, and even to me.But loyalty woul
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Press Conference
Elliot By the time the sun rose, I knew exactly what I needed to do. Susan was still asleep, her body tangled in the sheets, her breathing soft and steady. The night had been raw, and intense...a collision of emotions and desire that left no room for doubt. She loved me. I loved her. And I was done letting anyone question that. I slipped out of bed carefully, grabbing my phone as I stepped onto the balcony. The city stretched before me, but my focus was sharp...on one goal, one decision that would change everything. I dialed the number. Gerald answered on the second ring. “Mr Prescott.” His tone was clipped, unreadable. “I assume you’ve thought things through.” I exhaled slowly. “I’m holding a press conference.” There was a beat of silence. Then, “I see. So you’ve come to your senses.” I almost laughed. “Not in the way you think.” “Enlighten me.” I leaned against the railing, my grip tightening around the phone. “I’m not doing this on your terms, Gerald. I’m not using my
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Her Eyes
Elliot The whiskey burned as it slid down my throat, but I barely felt it. I wasn’t the type to drink when I was angry, but tonight? Tonight was different. Susan’s words still echoed in my head, cutting deeper than I wanted to admit. "Maybe for once, you should consider what I need too." She thought I was being selfish. That I didn’t understand what it felt like to want something so badly, to fight for it, to sacrifice for it. But what she didn’t see...what she refused to see...was that I was already sacrificing everything for her. And I’d do it a thousand times over. The living room was dim, the only light coming from the city skyline was through the windows. I had left the bottle of whiskey on the coffee table, the amber liquid swirling in the glass I gripped in my hand. I leaned back against the couch, my head tilting against the cushion, my mind a storm of frustration, love, and raw, aching need. The sound of the bedroom door opening made my muscles tense. Footsteps,
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Frustrated
Susan The ride home was suffocating. Elliot’s grip on the steering wheel was tight, his knuckles white from the pressure. He hadn’t spoken a word since we stormed out of Gerald’s office, and the silence between us was deafening. I stole a glance at him...his jaw was clenched, his brows furrowed in deep frustration. He was mad. Mad at Gerald, mad at the situation. Mad at me. But I was mad too. I crossed my arms, staring out the window as the city lights blurred past. My mind was spinning with a mix of emotions I couldn’t contain anymore. The moment he pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine, I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned to him sharply. “Why did you do that?” Elliot exhaled through his nose, rubbing a hand over his face before looking at me. “Do what?” “You didn’t even listen.” My voice wavered with frustration. “You just shut it down.” He turned fully in his seat, his piercing eyes locking onto mine. “Because it was bullshit, Susan. Gerald is using you. He’s
