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The First Night
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Falling For My Billionaire Ex Tension
Elliot The rest of the day felt like a blur, but Susan’s expression from earlier...the way her eyes had darkened, the tension in her posture...lingered like a bad dream. I hadn’t seen her since she stormed out of my office. Despite my better judgment, I kept checking the clock and glancing at the phone on my desk, half-hoping she’d come back or call, and half-dreading that she might. Why did it matter so much? Leila’s unannounced appearance had been nothing short of a disaster. I knew what it must have looked like to Susan, and I hated that I hadn’t been quick enough to clear up the misunderstanding. I leaned back in my chair, letting out a frustrated sigh. It wasn’t like me to let personal matters interfere with work, but Susan had always been the exception. There was a knock at the door, and I sat up straighter, a flicker of hope sparking to life. But when the door opened, it was Adrian who walked in, looking far too amused for my liking. “You look like someone ran over your
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Falling For My Billionaire Ex Dinner Invitation
Susan I grabbed my planner from my office, trying to distract myself from the way my stomach churned after that elevator encounter. Why did Elliot always have the power to leave me so off balance? One look, one word, and my carefully constructed defenses crumbled like they were made of paper. I was walking back toward the elevator when I realized I’d left my pen on my desk. “Get it together, Susan,” I muttered to myself, turning back for the second time in five minutes. As I stepped into my office, I froze. On my desk was a small box with an elegant cream-colored envelope resting on top. My name was written in bold, confident strokes...Elliot’s handwriting. My pulse quickened as I picked up the envelope and slid my finger under the seal. Inside was a note, short and to the point: “Dinner. My treat. Friday at 7 PM. Don’t say no.... Elliot” I stared at the words, my emotions swirling into a confusing mix of anger, curiosity, and something I didn’t want to admit felt dangerously cl
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Falling For My Billionaire Ex The Presentation
ElliotThe morning buzz of the office was louder than usual as I made my way to the conference room for the team presentation. My assistant handed me a cup of coffee, rattling off the day’s schedule, but I barely registered her words.All I could think about was Susan.She hadn’t outright refused my dinner invitation last night, which I considered a win. Still, the look on her face when she left the lobby lingered in my mind...a mix of anger, confusion, and something deeper that I couldn’t quite place.By the time I reached the conference room, most of the team was already seated. Gerald stood near the screen, setting up the presentation, while Susan sat at the far end of the table, flipping through her notes.I couldn’t help but notice the way she stiffened slightly when I entered the room. Her eyes darted up for a brief moment, meeting mine before she quickly looked away, pretending to be engrossed in her work.Good. She was still thinking about me.“Good morning, everyone,” I said,
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Falling For My Billionaire Ex The Dinner
SusanBy the time I stepped into the café to meet Meera for lunch, my mind was still reeling from the whirlwind of the past twenty-four hours. Between Elliot’s new office power move and his cryptic dinner invitation, I felt like I was trapped in a game I hadn’t agreed to play.Meera was already at our usual table, sipping an iced coffee and scrolling through her phone. She looked up as I approached, a knowing smile spreading across her face.“Well, well, if it isn’t the queen of corporate chaos,” she teased, setting her phone down. “What’s the latest drama from Prescott Enterprises?”I rolled my eyes as I slid into the seat across from her. “You have no idea.”She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Try me.”I took a sip of water, stalling for time. “Let’s just say... Elliot Prescott is proving to be as infuriating as ever.”Meera’s eyebrows shot up. “What did he do this time? Don’t tell me he moved your desk to the broom closet.”“Worse,” I said, leaning back in my ch
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Falling For My Billionaire Ex Far From Over
ElliotI arrived at the restaurant early, which wasn’t like me. But tonight was different. I wanted to be prepared, to have the upper hand. Susan had a way of throwing me off balance lately, and I wasn’t about to let her do it again.The table I’d reserved was secluded, tucked away from prying eyes and distractions. As I sipped my scotch, I caught myself glancing at the entrance every few seconds, anticipating her arrival.When she finally walked in, I almost forgot to breathe.The dress was sleek, black, and impossibly elegant. It clung to her figure in a way that demanded attention, but it wasn’t just the dress...it was her. The way she carried herself, the quiet confidence in her stride, the way her eyes scanned the room like she owned it.For a moment, I couldn’t move.Then she saw me, and the spell broke.“You’re early,” she said as she reached the table, her voice calm and controlled, like she hadn’t just turned my entire evening upside down.“And you’re stunning,” I replied wit
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Falling For My Billionaire Ex Getting On My Nerves
SusanThe next morning, I walked into the office feeling more exhausted than I should have. I barely slept. The dinner with Elliot had gone better than expected, but it also left me in a whirlwind of emotions. He’d managed to get under my skin...again.I stepped into my new office and set my bag down, trying to shake off the memory of his lingering gaze when he’d said goodnight.The knock on the door startled me. Gerald poked his head in, his face already set in that impatient expression he always wore.“Ms. Hart, the Prescott team is ready for the presentation in the boardroom,” he said.I nodded, grabbing my laptop. “I’ll be there in a minute.”As soon as he left, I took a deep breath. Presentations were my thing; they didn’t faze me. But knowing Elliot would be sitting there, probably smirking like he always did, made my stomach churn.The boardroom was already full when I walked in. Gerald sat near the head of the table, his expression serious, while the other executives flipped t
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Falling For My Billionaire Ex Wanting Her
ElliotI leaned back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the edge of my desk as I stared at the city skyline. The memory of Susan’s defiant expression from earlier lingered in my mind like a stubborn melody I couldn’t shake.She was fiery, determined, and still maddeningly beautiful. That sharp wit of hers had only grown sharper over the years, and I couldn’t help but feel drawn to it. To her.It was ridiculous, really. I had no business wanting her back...not after everything that had happened between us. But every time she looked at me with those eyes, a mix of challenge and something deeper, I knew I wasn’t ready to let her slip away again.If there was one thing I was good at, it was strategy. Business was nothing more than a game of tactics, after all. You assess your opponent, identify their weaknesses, and position yourself for the win. This wasn’t much different. Except this time, the stakes were personal.I picked up my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I foun
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Falling For My Billionaire Ex Don't Flatter Yourself Mr Prescott
ElliotThe marketing team sat around the large conference table, shuffling through their presentations and adjusting their laptops. I leaned back in my chair at the head of the table, my fingers loosely intertwined, feigning nonchalance. But my mind wasn’t here. It hadn’t been for most of the morning.All I could think about was her.Susan.The way her lips parted when she laughed, the spark of defiance in her eyes when she argued, and the sound of her voice saying my name. The memory of our past, the passion, and the ache of everything left unresolved...every single detail...was seared into my mind.The door opened, and Gerald walked in with his usual brisk demeanor, his folder tucked under his arm. Behind him, Susan entered, clutching her tablet to her chest. She wore a crisp white blouse tucked into a deep emerald pencil skirt that hugged her figure just right. Her hair was pulled back in a low bun, a few loose strands framing her face. Professional and poised, as always.But there
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Falling For My Billionaire Ex Walking Away
Elliot I sat across from my mother in the grand dining hall of the Prescott estate, the tension so thick it felt like the walls were closing in. The candlelight flickered between us, casting sharp shadows over her cold, unreadable expression. I had been summoned...no, commanded...for this private dinner, and I already knew what it was about. “Susan Hart,” she said, swirling her wine glass as if savoring the taste of my impending obedience. “She’s still lingering around you. why?” I took a deep breath, keeping my jaw tight. “She’s not lingering, Mother. She’s my fiancée.” my mother’s grip tightened around the glass, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against the crystal. “Then break it off,” she said smoothly, as if she were canceling a bad investment. “You’ve had your fun, but this needs to end. Now.” I let out a dry chuckle, shaking my head. “You really don’t get it, do you? I love her.” “Love?” she scoffed. “You call it love when a woman accepts money to walk away from you
Falling For My Billionaire Ex My Forever
ElliotHer confession shattered every restraint I had left.She didn’t want to leave me.And I was damn sure she was going to remember that.I didn’t give her a chance to overthink, didn’t let her retreat back into her walls. Instead, I crashed my lips against hers, pouring every bit of frustration, longing, and raw need into that kiss.Susan gasped into my mouth, and I took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, my tongue sweeping in to claim hers. She melted into me, her fingers gripping the fabric of my shirt like she was afraid I’d disappear.Not a damn chance.I pressed her back against the mattress, my body settling between her legs. She moaned as my hand slid under the hem of her dress, tracing up the smooth expanse of her thigh.“Elliot...”“Shh,” I murmured against her lips. “No more running.”I kissed her harder, biting down on her lower lip before soothing it with my tongue. Her hands tugged at my shirt, and I sat up just long enough to yank it over my head, tossing it aside.
Falling For My Billionaire Ex I'm Not Letting You Go
SusanWarmth. That’s what I felt first. Not just physical warmth but something deeper, something safe. My head was heavy, my body sluggish, but I knew I wasn’t alone. A familiar scent wrapped around me...clean, musky, undeniably him.I blinked, trying to orient myself. Dim lighting, soft sheets, a quiet hum of the city beyond the windows, this wasn’t my apartment.It was Elliot’s.Panic jolted through me, but before I could sit up, a deep voice cut through the haze.“You’re awake.”I turned my head, and there he was, sitting at the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped. He looked… exhausted. Like he hadn’t slept. Like I was the reason he hadn’t.Memories from earlier flooded back. The restaurant, Manuel, the alcohol, my stupid, pathetic breakdown. I closed my eyes briefly, humiliation creeping up my spine.“Why am I here?” I croaked.“You got drunk,” he said simply. “Manuel called me.”I winced, Manuel. He had seen me unravel, spilling my sorrows like a despe
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Pain
Susan The wine burned as it slid down my throat, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my chest. I stared at the half-empty glass in my hand, swirling the deep red liquid mindlessly. The restaurant was dimly lit, filled with soft laughter and the clinking of glasses. But to me, it was just noise...a dull hum in the background of the storm raging inside me. I had told myself not to drink too much tonight. That I needed to keep my composure, to stay strong. But strength had abandoned me weeks ago. Across the table, Manuel sat, watching me with an expression I couldn’t quite read. “You don’t have to keep drinking,” he said gently. I let out a humorless laugh, setting the glass down. “Oh, Manuel. That’s where you’re wrong.” His brow furrowed. “Susan...” “I don’t want to think anymore,” I cut in, my voice raw. “I don’t want to feel.” I leaned back in my chair, staring up at the ceiling. My vision blurred slightly, and I blinked rapidly, refusing to let the tears fall. “I ha
Falling For My Billionaire Ex How Much Longer
Susan I barely had a moment to breathe after Manuel’s cryptic words before my phone buzzed.Elliot: Come outside. Now.My stomach twisted. I could already imagine his expression...dark, possessive, barely holding his temper in check.Sighing, I grabbed my coat and stepped out of the building. The moment I stepped out of the building, I spotted Elliot leaning against his car, arms crossed, his entire posture radiating controlled fury. The city lights reflected in his sharp eyes, and as I walked toward him, I braced myself for the storm that was about to come.“Are you out of your goddamn mind?” His voice was low, but the anger in it was unmistakable.I exhaled, already exhausted. “Not tonight, Elliot.”He pushed off the car, stepping closer, his presence overwhelming. “Not tonight? Are you serious? You think I’m just going to stand by and watch while Fernandez treats you like some prize he’s about to claim?”I let out a bitter laugh. “So that’s what this is about? Jealousy?”His jaw
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Cracks Beneath the Surface
Susan The air in the office had become suffocating, thick with tension I couldn’t shake off. Every time I glanced up from my desk, I felt Elliot’s eyes on me, watching, scrutinizing, like he was waiting for me to slip up. It was like walking a tightrope, trying to balance my work with Manuel while keeping Elliot from spiraling into another jealous fit. But the worst part? I understood where Elliot was coming from. Because even I wasn’t sure what the hell was going on with Manuel Fernandez. We had our first one-on-one session scheduled for the afternoon. I tried to convince myself it was just business—nothing more, nothing less. But the moment Manuel walked into the room, I felt that familiar pull, the nagging memory I’d tried to bury. “Susan,” he greeted me with that smooth, accented voice, his dark eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t quite place. “It’s good to see you again.” I forced a polite smile. “You too, Mr. Fernandez.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Still formal,
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Tangled Emotions
Elliot I wasn’t proud of it, but jealousy had a way of sinking its claws deep into me. It wasn’t just about Susan working with Manuel Fernandez—it was the way the guy looked at her, like she was some kind of muse he’d been searching for his whole life. And I knew that look. I’d worn it the first time I realized Susan Hart wasn’t just another woman. She was the woman. I stared at the reports on my desk, but none of the numbers made sense. Hell, I couldn’t even focus. All I could think about was the way Manuel leaned in a little too close during meetings, his dark eyes lingering on Susan like he had every right to. The office door creaked open, and Adrian sauntered in, a cocky grin plastered on his face. “You look like hell,” he announced, plopping into the chair opposite me. “What’s eating you now?” I didn’t answer right away, just poured us both a drink from the decanter on my desk. The burn of the whiskey wasn’t enough to chase away the frustration gnawing at my insides. Adr
Falling For My Billionaire Ex The Artist's Game
Susan I should’ve known Elliot wouldn’t let it go. His jealousy simmered just beneath the surface, peeking through every time Manuel’s name came up. But what could I say? I couldn’t exactly blame him. If the roles were reversed, I might’ve felt the same. But the thing is, Manuel wasn’t just some artist. He was a man with a past...a past that intertwined with mine in a way I hadn’t fully processed until now. The next morning, I walked into the office, balancing a coffee in one hand and my laptop in the other. The moment I stepped into the meeting room, Manuel was already there, his dark eyes tracking my every movement. “Good morning, Susan,” he greeted, his lips curling into that same enigmatic smile he always wore. “Morning, Mr. Fernandez,” I replied, keeping my tone professional, even though my mind flashed back to the rooftop. To that day. It was years ago, but the memory was sharp...like the first cut of glass against skin. I’d been on my way home from class, cutting through
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Lines Crossed
Elliot The moment I stepped out of that conference room, my blood was boiling hotter than it had in years. I couldn’t get the image of Manuel’s smug face out of my head, nor the way his eyes lingered on Susan like she was some kind of unfinished masterpiece he couldn’t wait to touch up. I stormed into my office, slamming the door harder than necessary. My chest tightened with every breath, and for the first time in a long time, I felt completely out of control. Susan...my Susan...had history with this guy. And not just any history, but the kind that left marks, invisible yet undeniable. I didn’t give a damn about business deals or brand endorsements anymore. Manuel Fernandez had crossed a line, and I wasn’t about to sit back and watch him worm his way into Susan’s life. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my messages until I found Adrian’s name. If anyone could talk some sense into me...or at least help me plot revenge...it was him. Need a drink. Now. His response was immed
