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The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife I killed her
Roseanne had dinner with her kids, tucked them in the bed and poured a glass of wine for herself as she took a seat near the window, looking at the bright moon. The dinner was anything but uneventful. The children were over the moon to be here. As for her? She was miserable ever since she saw Nicholas and Sabrina together. She told herself many times that it didn't matter if they were together. However, she would be lying to herself if she said it didn't hurt seeing them together. She had loved Nicholas to the point of losing her sanity but he threw all away for a woman who left him. If she had known that he was in love with a woman, she would not have chased after him. She would not have dared to fall in love with him. Only if she knew. Now that she looks back, she realises that she has always been kept in the dark about a lot of things. Be it her husband's real identity, love life and the main reason behind their marriage. She couldn't help but feel disgusted for marrying such a m
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife I hate Dad
While Nicholas and Sabrina were sitting together, consoling each other, a man was sitting in the dark on the other side of the room. There was a long scar on his face. He was smoking a cigar with his comrade. “That man looks like Nicholas Hart,” The man with a long scar on his face said to his comrade. “How can it be him?” His comrade Tito asked. Why would Nicholas Hart be in such a backward town which didn't even have everything to cover his basic amenities? It was even hard to get mobile reception here. How could Nicholas be here? Tito reminded him, “Europe is off-limits to him.”Everyone in the Mafia business knew that Europe was off-limits to Nicholas. He couldn't just come here and do anything. It belonged to someone else. Everyone had to respect the rules. Jack grumbled, “It's Nicholas Hart. I remember that bastard.”“Are you sure Jack?” Tito asked. He looked grimly at his comrade and said angrily, “What makes you think that I can forget the man who gave me this gruesome s
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Harassing her
“Miss Deluca.”“Miss Taylor.”Both the ladies had not expected to come face to face with each other this soon. They spent the day busy with their work. Not meeting with each other was better for them but now that they had met, they put on a fake smile and began faking it. With Nicholas, Roseanne didn't have to fake but since Sabrina was her client, she had to stay polite and couldn't act like she usually did with him. “Why don't you join me for a drink while we talk about our partnership?” Sabrina asked. Roseanne didn't understand what Sabrina was doing here. Still, she took a seat. On the other hand, the bitch inside Sabrina had arisen. Nicholas had gone to bring her medicine from the room that she had forgotten. She wanted to show Roseanne that if the latter had any kind of interest in him, she should back off. She was trying to lay her claim on Nicholas Hart. Sabrina and Roseanne seriously began to discuss their deal. As Roseanne slipped into a relaxing mode with Sabrina, Nich
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Damnation
“Roseanne, leave him,” Nicholas said, trying to detangle her from the man’s body whose nose he had just bloodied. “He is not your man. Leave him.”He was so angry at this time that he could kill anyone who dared to mess up with him. He wanted to bend her on his knees and punish him for touching inappropriate men. Why on earth did she drink when she knew that she couldn't behave? She could do anything she wanted with any man. He shouldn't care. But he couldn't let anything happen to her, at least on his watch. And if any man dared to come near her and let her take advantage of him, Nicholas swore that Johnson would have to spend all night digging graves and handling dead bodies. “I will press charges,” The man said while wiping his bloody nose. “I won't leave you and her. You broke my nose when I was getting harassed.”“I'm sorry,” Nicholas threw an apology at the man while he pushed Roseanne away from him. She was squirming in his hold. She was trying to get out and fly in the world
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Realisation
Nicholas took a deep breath seeing the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever imagine getting stuck in a scene like this? Once she was naked from the top, she began unbuttoning her pants. She was having little trouble doing so but in the end, she tugged at her pants and removed them too. He saw the woman lying on his bed like a nymph, merely wearing red panties. However, it wasn't her alluring naked body that caught his attention but the constellation of freckles covering her entire back and shoulders. He acted on his instincts. He made her face him and palmed her breasts to notice a mole under the left one just like he remembered. Thinking that it might be a coincidence, he began looking for other moles that he recalled. He found all of those moles on Roseanne's body. He stood there, struck by a whirlwind of emotions, as the realization sank in. The woman before him wasn't just any stranger; she was Anne Rose, the one he had loved and lost. She
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Where did you sleep?
Nicholas stood on the bridge, his gaze fixed on Sabrina conversing with the artists, but his thoughts were elsewhere. Anne Rose lingered in his mind, the woman he had spent the previous night with. The woman was his wife and died five years ago. The woman who was supposedly alive. As happiness brings, it also raises a lot of questions in his mind. The noise of those questions was so deafening that he left her alone in the room and came with Sabrina to this village to find some silence. Here he got the space and opportunity to be with his thoughts as neither the image of Anne Rose was there to distract him nor Sabrina was firing questions at him. When he woke up this morning, Anne Rose was still sleeping. For a long time, he believed that finding Anne Rose was a part of his never-ending dream that he saw almost every night but when he studied her naked figure again this morning, he realized that it wasn't a dream and she was really alive and was living as Roseanne. How could he not r
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Home wrecker
It was in the evening that Sabrina and Nicholas reached the hotel. When he opened the door to his room, he saw Roseanne sitting on the bed, wearing her clothes. She was sitting with her arms crossed over her chest. As he opened the door and walked inside, she threw the first thing she grabbed from the nightstand at him. “Woah,” Nicholas reacted as he grabbed it before it touched his eye. “It could have hurt my eye if you weren't careful,”Nicholas said, looking at her. She looked as if she would touch him into ashes. She was so angry that her blue eyes were burning with rage. Those eyes could kill anyone. “Too bad that I aimed it at your eye, ”Roseanne growled. She wanted to kill him and take revenge for her lost honour. Why did he have to come to her life again and ruin it? Nothing good comes after meeting this man. He ruined it eight years ago and he was doing it again. Nicholas asked her, “May I know what I did to receive such precious treatment.”His question added more to tha
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Stepmother
Sabrina bolted out of the door, unable to hold a conversation with Roseanne who had lost her senses. As angry as she was, she understood that Roseanne was acting like a crazy bitch. She went to find Nicholas who was having a drink in the bar. “You look angry,” Nicholas commented as she took a seat next to him and poured a glass for herself from his bottle. “That slut you slept with last night called me a homewrecker,” Sabrina said, angrily. “Don't call her that,” Nicholas said. “And don't disturb her.”He would not let anyone call his wife with such names. “She has lost her senses,” Sabrina said. “She is acting like a crazy bitch.”Nicholas said, “That's why don't disturb her.”“I will kill her—”Nicholas told her, “Sabrina, leave her alone. She is not in the right state of mind at this time. Imagine, sleeping with a man you hate the most in a drunk state. She can't handle this fact. She wants to kill everyone who is coming in front of her. You just saw a teaser. If you disturb he
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The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife After Date (2)
His voice dropped lower as he confessed, “Oh, Sia baby, I have dreamed of this every single day.” Leaning in, his lips found her neck, planting a trail of kisses that sent shivers cascading down her spine. Each kiss was deliberate, slow, and tantalizing as his lips explored the soft curves and bumps of her skin. He sucked and nipped gently, leaving her breathless and causing her to arch her back in excitement. His tongue darted out, tasting the warmth of her skin. The sensation was electric, making her clutch the bedsheet to steady herself. She was completely at his mercy, her body responding in ways she didn’t fully understand. Every touch was igniting a fire within her. He moved lower while his lips brushing the space between her breasts. Her hands instinctively found their way to his thick hair, tangling themselves in the silky strands as his touch consumed her entirely. He moved further down kissing his way down to her navel but stopped just right above her pussy area. H
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife After Date (1)
When they reached their room after dinner, his gaze fell on her. She was sitting on the stool in front of the mirror while trying to remove her earrings, but she was struggling. He walked closer to her and whispered, “May I?” She silently gave him permission. He gently swept her hair to one side and carefully removed her earrings. As he worked, his hands lingered on her shoulders and their eyes met in the mirror. A soft blush painted her cheeks. Her eyes, though tired, but sparkled with life. He softly made her stand while turning her to face him. Dipping his head, he kissed her lips tenderly. After a moment, he murmured, “In five years, I see myself kissing your soft lips every day.” He whispered against her lips, “You are so beautiful, Sia baby.” Then, he claimed her lips in another kiss which deeper and more consuming. As he kissed her, her entire body trembled with need for him. She wasn’t embarrassed by the way her body craved his touch, how every fiber of her being begged
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Date Night and questions
The lovebirds were truly basking in each other’s company. Leon had planned a perfect evening, starting with a romantic sunset walk along the beach as their feet were sinking into the soft sand as the waves kissed the shore. Later, they moved to a cozy candlelit dinner he had arranged just for her. The gentle glow of the candles was reflecting in her eyes as he sat in front of her. “Leon,” Sia’s soft voice broke the serenity as she called his name. “Yes?” he responded, his gaze meeting hers with warmth. “Let’s play a game,” she suggested, her lips curving into a playful smile. “Okay, which game are we playing?” Leon asked, tilting his head with interest. “Let’s play twenty questions,” Sia proposed. Leon chuckled. “Quite cliché, but fine,” he agreed. Since the moment felt too magical to let slip into silence, the game seemed like a fun way to keep the mood alive. She pouted in mock offense but pressed on, “Are you a sunrise or sunset person?” “Definitely a sunrise person
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Beaches, Bananas and Bases
“Sia?”“Hmm,” he murmured in reply, feeling his finger trailing along her shoulder. The rays of the sun bathed her body as they lay near the sea. They were on one of the private beaches in the Philippines, one of the most breathtaking places she had ever seen. For the past three days, they had been travelling. The first two days were filled with adventure, but today was a much-needed lazy day for both of them.“I think you need sunscreen,” Leon said, his voice low and teasing. “Hmm,” she replied, her eyes still closed. She felt him scooping sunscreen into his hands, the cool sensation was contrasting with the heat of his palms as he began smoothing it over her body. His touch lingered as he worked the lotion into her neck while gliding down her back, tracing every curve and dip with deliberate care. Then his hands moved lower, over her hips and along her legs. Just as she thought he was done, his hands reversed course and they have begun gliding upward with an unhurried sensuality. S
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife A little task
After a few days of silence, Charlotte was nowhere to be seen. Leon had been patient, giving her the space he thought she needed to handle whatever was going on in her life. But as weeks turned into a month with no sign of her, he had had enough. He grabbed his phone and called her. She picked up just as it was about to go to voicemail. Her tired face appeared on the screen. “What’s up, little brother?” she asked, her tone lacking its usual energy. “Charlotte Hart, where the hell are you?” Leon snapped. “Somewhere on Earth. Why? What happened?” she replied nonchalantly, though her eyes betrayed exhaustion. Leon’s frown deepened. “Do you know how frustrating you are? You told everyone you were painting, but this doesn’t look like your apartment, and you look like crap.” He paused, taking a closer look. Her hair was longer, browner, and wavy which was completely different from her usual style. His brows furrowed as something else caught his attention. “Wait a minute… are you
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Meaningful Relationships (2)
Sia smiled widely at Abella and gave her an encouraging pat on the back. “I like it, girl,” she said with genuine warmth. Abella lowered her head, her voice tinged with embarrassment. “I’m sorry. I just… I made the plan, but they ditched me because Cade was interested in me. And, well, Leslie has a crush on him too. You know… the usual college drama.” Sia tilted her head sympathetically but kept her tone light. “I’m glad you ended up spending the evening with me instead. Those people made you cry, and they don’t deserve your energy. You should let them know you don’t care about what they think. You have got people who care about you, and tonight, we are going to have a lot of fun! You are in college, and there is no curfew.” Abella muttered with a small pout, “I still can’t drink until I’m 21.” Sia laughed. “I will show you how to have fun without needing a drop of alcohol. Trust me, tonight is going to be unforgettable.” And it was. The two spent the evening laughing, tal
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Meaningful relationship (1)
Sia had just wrapped up her work at the office when her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she raised a brow in surprise. Softening her tone, she answered, “Hello?” “Hi, Sia,” came Abella’s slightly nervous voice. “Are you busy?” Sia glanced at the clock, noting the upcoming meetings on her schedule. But she brushed them aside and replied warmly, “Not at all. Just finished my work.” “Cool!” Abella sounded a little more at ease. After a brief pause, she asked hesitantly, “Would you like to go shopping with me?” Sia blinked, momentarily caught off guard. Abella was usually reserved and rarely expressed her wishes so openly. The invitation felt like a rare and meaningful step. “Of course,” Sia said, her voice full of encouragement. “When do you want to go?” “Now?” Abella suggested tentatively. “Perfect,” Sia agreed. “Where are you? I will come pick you up.” “I’m at my dorm. Can you come here?” “Absolutely,” Sia assured her. With that, they ended the call. Sia turned to
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Family to rescue
After spending the entire night with Sia, Leon decided it was time to visit his parents, whom he hadn’t seen in two weeks. When he arrived, the house was lively as usual. Along with Nicholas and Anne, Rhys, Callum, Abella, and his grandparents, Ellora and Nikolai, were all gathered around the table. It was a joyous occasion for the family to be under the same roof. “Dad, can you take over for a month?” Leon asked, leaning against the doorframe. Well, if he had to be gone for over a month, he needed capable hands to look after his work. Who did he trust more than Nicholas Hart himself? Nicholas raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. “Do I look stupid to you?” Why on earth would he want to return to that cold office building? He recalled the time when the kids were young and he would find all the opportunity to not go to work. He had waited a lot for his retirement. There was no way, he was going back to work! “It’s just a month,” Leon persisted, his tone almost pleading. Nich
The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife Vacation
“Leon?” Sia’s voice trembled with surprise and excitement as she spotted him standing at the door of her study. Without hesitation, she ran to him while wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. “You heartless man! You went on a business trip for a whole week! Did you even miss me?” “I’m sorry, Sia baby. I’m a bad man,” he murmured, pulling her closer and kissing her cheek. “I’m sorry. Next time, I’ will take you with me.” She pouted, muttering, “What would I even do there?” He smiled, his voice soft and affectionate. “Stay with me all day. Who cares what place or task it is, as long as we are together.” Her lips curled into a contented smile and she nodded, looking every bit like a satisfied child who had just been given her favorite treat. “I love you, Leon,” she whispered. The words were rare and reserved for moments that carried her true and raw emotions. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “I love you more, Sia baby.” Without another word, Leon scooped her i
