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The Gala
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Falling For My Billionaire Ex Choosing Her
Elliot Ten years later, I still remember that ring.Not because it was valuable.But because it was the first time I imagined what it would be like to marry her.And now… I actually was.The irony of it wasn’t lost on me.Back then, I had bought her a five-dollar ring at a campus stall like a reckless college kid who believed the future would sort itself out.Now I owned half the skyline of this city, commanded boardrooms filled with executives twice my age……and somehow the woman sitting across from me during wedding planning still made me feel exactly like that same reckless kid.Susan was standing near the long dining table now, studying a set of invitation samples the planner had just delivered.Her brows were furrowed in concentration.“Something wrong?” I asked.She glanced up.“These fonts are ridiculous.”The planner froze.“Ridiculous, ma’am?”Susan pointed to the card.“This one looks like it belongs on a royal decree. And this one looks like a funeral announcement.”I coug
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Almost a Bride
SusanThe wedding planner kept smiling like her life depended on it. Her voice was honey-sweet, her clipboard armed with color swatches and seating charts that made my head spin.I nodded through most of it, even when I didn’t understand why flower arrangements were suddenly a life-or-death situation or why choosing between cream and ivory table linens had to feel like picking sides in a war.Elliot sat beside me, legs crossed, calm as ever. Occasionally he’d glance at me, gently brushing his fingers against my wrist...grounding me. He hadn’t said a word when I chose the smaller chapel over the grand hall. He only nodded when I refused the media coverage his mother pushed for.“This is your wedding,” he said the night before our first planning meeting. “I want it to feel like you.”I didn’t tell him how much that meant to me. I didn’t have to.Still, even as we moved through fittings, food tastings, and floral inspections, I felt it...eyes on me.The whispers.From executives who thou
Falling For My Billionaire Ex Just Us
Susan The room faded behind me the moment Elliot led me away, our fingers entwined like lifelines. I barely remembered who was clapping or who raised a glass. My heels clicked down the polished hallway as we walked in silence, hearts pounding too loud to speak.We didn’t go to the main lounge or his office. He took me through the back stairs to the quietest wing of the estate...the old library no one used anymore.He opened the double doors and guided me inside.Warm, dim and dusty in a beautiful, forgotten way. The golden lamplight flickered against the wood-paneled walls.Elliot let go of my hand only to pull off his blazer and toss it onto the old armchair. He turned to me slowly. “Was it too much?”I laughed, covering my face. “Are you insane? You just announced our wedding date in front of a boardroom full of corporate royalty and both our mothers.”He crossed the room, eyes soft. “And you said yes without saying a word.”I looked up at him, heart swelling. “How long were you pl
Falling For My Billionaire Ex The Moment He Chose Forever
Susan’s NarrativeThe drive home was quiet. Not the uncomfortable kind, but the kind that wraps around you like a soft blanket after a long day. Elliot's hand rested over mine the whole way, his thumb brushing gentle circles against my knuckles. He hadn’t stopped smiling since we left the airport, and yet something in his eyes told me he was hiding something. Not in a sinister way—more like… anticipation.I leaned back into the seat and studied his profile. Confident. Handsome. Focused.“What?” he asked, catching me in the act.“Nothing. You’re just…” I hesitated, then smiled. “Suspiciously happy.”He chuckled, eyes never leaving the road. “Can’t a man be in a good mood after a successful trip with the woman he loves?”“Hmm. You can,” I replied, narrowing my eyes, “but not when you’re glancing at your watch every two minutes.”He kissed the back of my hand. “You’ll see soon enough.”That didn’t help. At all.By the time we arrived at the Prescott estate, dusk was settling in, bathing
Falling For My Billionaire Ex The Morning After
SusanThe warmth of Elliot’s body anchored me in place, his arm draped over my waist like he had no intention of letting me go. His breathing was slow and steady, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek.I blinked against the soft golden light streaming through the curtains, my body still aching in the best way possible from the night before.I should get up.But for once, I didn’t want to move.Not when Elliot’s fingers were lazily tracing patterns along my spine. Not when the scent of him...warm, musky, familiar...wrapped around me like a cocoon.I shifted slightly, but the moment I did, his grip tightened, pulling me back against him.“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was thick with sleep, rasping against my ear.I smiled, tilting my head back to meet his gaze. His dark hair was a tousled mess, his jaw dusted with stubble, and his eyes...still heavy with sleep...watched me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.“I need to get up,” I murmured.“No, yo
Falling For My Billionaire Ex The Distance Between Us
ElliotI used to believe I was a patient man. That no matter how chaotic life became, I could handle it with control and precision.But Susan was testing me in ways I never imagined.I sat at the dining table, fingers tapping rhythmically against the wooden surface. The clock on the wall mocked me—11:47 PM.She was late, again.Dinner had gone cold an hour ago, and the bottle of whiskey I’d sworn I wouldn’t touch was now half-empty.The moment I heard the front door click open, I tensed. Her footsteps slow. Then, the sight of her...exhausted, her hair slightly messy, dressed in a sleek business suit that reminded me just how deep she had buried herself in that damn foundation.She barely glanced my way as she set her purse down, stretching her neck. “You’re still up?”I let out a slow exhale. “No, Susan. I’m sleepwalking.”Her lips pressed together, and I knew I’d hit a nerve. But I didn’t care.“I had a long day, Elliot.” She rubbed her temples, sighing. “Please don’t start.”I pushe
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