All Chapters of The Billionaire's Undoing : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Watch out!” A voice shouted from behind as a fast-moving object whizzed past Sophia's her face. Instinctively, she ducked just in time, narrowly avoiding the projectile.“That was quick,” a voice chuckled from behind her. “I thought living large would have dulled a few of the skills you picked up around here.”Sophia rolled her eyes, recognizing the voice immediately. She turned to face her younger brother, not by blood but by street, Abdul, who was grinning like a mischievous child. He was no longer the small boy she remembered; he had grown taller, his once-thin frame now thick with muscle. But despite the changes, he was still the same Abdul—impossible to surprise or outmaneuver.“You rude, little, silly prick,” she muttered as she playfully launched herself at him. Abdul let out a burst of laughter, sprinting away from her. He tried to use a few feints to throw her off, but Sophia had known him since he was born. She had been the one to change his diapers, after all. From the mome

By the time Sophia got home, she was utterly drained and a little late. Not that it mattered much—Ethan had already mentioned he'd be working late tonight. She headed straight for her room, bypassing Carla, the only housemaid who stayed overnight. The other staff resumed their duties at eight in the morning and left by six in the evening. Since it was well past seven, Carla was the only one on hand for any urgent errands.Ignoring the plump woman’s polite greeting, Sophia climbed the grand staircase, her heels clicking against the polished hardwood floor. As soon as she reached her bedroom, she kicked off her shoes and began stripping off her work clothes and undergarments, discarding them onto the plush rug.The bedroom was enormous, as lavish as the rest of the house, but it was the adjoining bathroom that always took her breath away. Nearly half the size of the bedroom, it had gleaming marble floors, a glass-enclosed shower and many more features. However, tonight Sophia wasn’t int

Margaret giggled, her full lips curling into a smirk. She leaned back against the desk, arms folded beneath her chest. "She’s such a disappointment," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "I wonder how you must feel having her around you."The words had barely left her mouth before Ethan was on her, his grip like a vice as he yanked her forward. His fingers bit into the flesh of her arm, forcing her to meet his darkened gaze."What the hell was that supposed to mean?" His voice was low, seething. "Are you trying to get me divorced?"Margaret arched a brow, feigning innocence. "Oh, please. You didn’t stop me back then. Why start now?"She ripped her arm from his grasp, the movement causing her breasts to rise and fall. She moved over to the side of the mahogany desk at the center of his office, reaching for the crystal decanter and a glass cup. The deep red wine pouring into the glass, rich and dark."Besides," she continued, swirling the liquid in slow, deliberate motions, "why ar

Ethan lunged at Alex without hesitation, a storm of jealousy, rage, and possessiveness consuming him. His movements were swift, fueled by an anger so intense, it nearly blinded him. In seconds, he closed the distance between them, grabbing Alex by the collar and slamming him into the wall with a force that rattled him to the bones. "What the fuck are you doing in my house, you son of a bitch?" Ethan spat, his grip tightening like a vice. His voice was low, deadly. "You think you can just walk in here and ruin my life? Show your ugly face and destroy everything I've built? You think you can touch what's mine and get away with it?" With a violent yank, Ethan shoved Alex to the ground. Alex landed with a grunt but barely flinched, propping himself up on his elbow with an amused smirk. He wiped a speck of blood from his lip and chuckled darkly. "Some things never really change, do they?" he taunted, his voice laced with challenge. Sophia, caught between them, stood frozen in shock

Sophia stared at the phone in her hand, her mother’s words still ringing in her ears. 'Get rid of that thought.'Why did her mother have to make her feel...wrong?Why did she have to do everyone's heart desire while she ignored hers?Why did she have to obey and behave like a puppy?'Get rid of that thought', The words came again.Like hell she would. For years, she had listened. Obeyed. Did what was expected of her. She had been the perfect daughter, the perfect wife—silent, patient, enduring. But where had that gotten her? A loveless marriage. A husband who barely acknowledged her and cheated on her. A mother who valued wealth over her happiness. A life that wasn’t even hers. Sophia clenched her fists. The business card Alex had given her sat on the bedside table, taunting her, daring her to take the next step. She picked it up, her fingers tightening around it. 'You live in wealth, Sophia. How long will it take you to understand that?'Her mother’s voice echoed in her h