All Chapters of Rise Of The Billionaire’s Ex-Wife: From Lame To Fame: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

102. The room heated up. Samantha’s heart pounded and she flushed. “You’re being bold,” she said, inching towards him. Aiden leaned in closer, “I can be bolder.” Samantha raised her eyebrow. “How bold?” she dared, their lips almost brushing each other. He smirked. “As bold as you’ll let me.” A sudden surge of electricity and longing coursed through Samantha’s body. He was turning her on, badly, and she liked it, loved every fucking bit of it. In the instant, it seemed like the whole world around them was still. The only thing that moved was their heartbeats as they pulsed, rapid and loud. They felt the heat of their breath mingle and the warmth of their bodies radiating into each other. “I want to feel your lips on mine.” Samantha whispered and Aiden smirked: He had succeeded and he was darn proud of himself right now. Their lips met, hungrily. Samantha felt like she was losing control, and she gave into the wild passion with abandon. Aiden ran his hands along her curves, hu

104. Samantha approached her, curiosity and concern mingling. This was Ashlyn. The lady Aiden had been looking for for years now. She couldn't believe that the same lady was standing in front of her right now. It almost seems too good to be true. "Where have you been? I've been searching everywhere for you, Aiden has been searching for you." she said, her voice coming out in whispers. Ashlyn's gaze darted around the restaurant before focusing on Samantha. She sighed and gestured for Samantha to take a seat which she did. Ashlyn sat down as well. "What would you like to order?" she asked. Samantha shook her head. "I'm more interested in hearing you out, girl." Ashlyn chuckled softly. "You're really different in person," she smiled and Samantha's brows creased. "I've actually been watching you on television. You're the perfect day for my brother-" "Ashlyn," Samantha called to remind her but to deviate from what she wanted to know. Ashlyn exhaled. "I came to this country a

106. Samantha stormed into their room and Aiden was able to rush in before she could slam the door on the face. "Sam," he called but she spun to face him, her face contorted in a frown. "So you're just going to let her stay because of some foolish blackmail?" she asked, her voice rising. Aiden sighed and tried to hold her but she moved away from him. "I'm sorry, Sam. I had no choice. You saw it with your eyes. She was going to cut herself with the knife." Samantha scoffed. "She was going to do nothing!" she snapped. "Why are you talking like you have no idea the kind of person your mother is? Why are you acting like a child? I know Yasmeen. She would never do anything to hurt herself, and I'm disappointed you do not know that as well!" she fumed. Aiden was speechless. She placed her hands on her waist and exhaled, trying to calm herself down. Her head was pounding seriously and the last thing she wanted right now was stress. "Look, this is our home. We are husband and wife. I d

108. Samantha raised an eyebrow as she stared at Shawn, a mixture of suspicion and uncertainty in her eyes. She had no idea who he was, but he looked familiar, like someone she had seen before. Shawn cleared his throat as he tried to hide the surprise in his voice. “It’s great to finally meet you, Mrs. Salvador.” he bowed slightly. Mia smiled. “You know her?” she asked. Shawn nodded. “Who doesn’t?” he chuckled nervously. “She is the most famous female billionaire in Los Angeles. I’ve watched the news and even read the articles and magazines. She’s amazing.” he smiled. Samantha finally smiled, her shoulders relaxing, despite her initial discomfort earlier. She stretched out her hand for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure meeting you…uh…” Shawn took her hand. “Shawn Russell.” he answered, and her brows furrowed the more. “Russell?” she asked to be certain. She knew someone with that surname. Darcel. “By chance, are you related to Darcel?” she asked. Shawn’s eyes widened.

110. Richard sat down, watching Sullivan pace around the living room. Sullivan had a huge frown on his face and it made the hair on Richard's skin stand. The silence was deafening, awkward and uncomfortable, and he was finding it hard to keep his cool. He wanted to know what the older man thought but seeing him pace with that murderous look on his face was scaring him. Richard couldn't take it anymore and had to speak up. "It's not my fault," he said, his eyes following Sullivan's movement without him turning his head. "It's not my fault Samantha was so smart. I tried my best to persuade her, but it was like she could see through me. She rejected my offer straight up and there was nothing I could do about it." Sullivan stopped pacing and turned to face Richard. He frowned. "That's why you shouldn't have been foolish around her, Richard. I warned you, didn't I?!" he snapped. "I told you that bitch was smart, and it would be hard to get to her. All you had to do was up your game, inc