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After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
His Empire Crumbles, Her Love Soars

His Empire Crumbles, Her Love Soars

My son Leo's panicked cry ripped through our Queens apartment. He was seizing, turning blue, his little body rigid. I dropped everything, scooped him up, and raced to the hospital, only to be told the closest ambulance was twenty minutes away. My only hope was my sputtering ten-year-old sedan, a humiliating relic from before my real estate mogul husband, Franklin West, declared bankruptcy. But traffic was a nightmare, and a detour spat me out into Times Square, where hundred-dollar bills were fluttering from the sky. And there he was, Franklin West, on a rooftop stage, arms outstretched like a king, beside a young, beautiful, and very pregnant Janel Morales, his cruel real estate agent. My "bankrupt" husband was literally making it rain money, orchestrating an obscene publicity stunt. I called him, desperate. "Franklin, it's Leo! He's sick, he can't breathe. I'm stuck. I need you." He dismissed me, claiming he was hiding from creditors in a Jersey motel, then hung up, turning to kiss his mistress tenderly. He didn't love us. He was standing on a rooftop with his pregnant mistress, throwing away more money than I had seen in a year, while our son struggled for every breath. The rage and betrayal felt like acid in my stomach. How could he lie so brazenly, so monstrously, while our son was dying? How could he choose a public spectacle and a new family over his own child? A dam inside me broke. The love, the trust, the years I had dedicated to this man-it was all gone. He had made his choice. Now I had to save our son. Alone.
My One Night Alone with The Boss

My One Night Alone with The Boss

I see your references are impeccable from your last employer. You're conscientious, tidy, and a hard worker." "Thank you, Sir, but I still have much to learn, and working for you would be an honor after what you have done for me today." Sinclair humbly replies, smiling, happily. "Well, everything seems good on paper Miss Martin. You can start first thing in the morning. Can you be here at 6 am sharp?" Sinclair Martin was a young girl who followed her heart! She packed her bags and left her small town and moved to the big city for love! She was looking forward to getting married soon and starting a new budding career. But what she got was a broken heart and empty promises. She lost all hope in love and now had to concentrate on how to survive. After six months of unemployment, Sinclair was on the brink of desperation. She had gotten behind on her bills and was on the verge of being evicted! But a robber and a savior change everything about her circumstances! Sinclair was so grateful to the man who saves her, but before she could thank him the man was gone! But little does she know she will have her opportunity to do just that. One invite, one night, she finds out what he expects from her. Will she take his offer seeing only a pot of gold at the end of the tunnel, or will it be something beyond her wildest imagination! Check it out!
The Billionaire's True Partner

The Billionaire's True Partner

It was supposed to be my night. At the Bancroft Foundation Gala, sparkling under crystal light, I, Scarlett Davenport, was meant to receive the historic Bancroft signet ring from Ethan, sealing our dynastic union. My grandfather smiled, knowing the Davenport Covenant-my birthright as queenmaker-was finally coming to fruition. But then, Ethan, the golden boy on stage, scanned the room, and his eyes didn't land on me. They found Daisy Miller, the estate manager's daughter. A gasp echoed as he slipped that ring onto her finger, declaring her his "true partner." My heart didn't stop; it went very, very still. Then came the knife: a "psychological compatibility report" claiming I was "unsuited for the intense public life" he envisioned. The whispers, the pitying stares, Eleanor's humiliating offer of mistress status-it all burned. My reputation, shredded. He called me "unsuited." How blind he was! He'd chosen a pawn over the queen, discarded the absolute key to the power he craved. The Davenport Covenant wasn't just a quaint story; it was a destiny waiting to be unleashed. A monumental fool. As society vultures circled, I saw my chance. I turned to Eleanor, asking for public sanction for a new match. My eyes scanned the room, landing on him: Jax Morgan, the self-made tech billionaire. "Him," I stated, my voice clear. His amused gaze met mine-a challenge, not a rejection. The true game began.
Married to my ex husband's boss

Married to my ex husband's boss

"No one hurts you and goes scot free. Richard, your ex husband, is going to pay dearly for what he put you through, his only saving grace is that his actions brought you to me. From now on, you are going to be with me and in case you haven't noticed, I am madly in love with you, Elle. Richard is your past now and I am your future. So what do you say, will you give me a chance to be your husband?" Was I crazy to accept his proposal when I just signed divorce papers yesterday? Maybe I was or maybe his eyes were just too intoxicating to say no to. * Elle Decker was a dedicated wife who would do anything for her husband, Richard, even if it meant sleeping with his manager to get his signature on her husband's promotion document. Her sacrifice was unfortunately unappreciated as she caught Richard in bed with another woman. He chose power over her and handed her divorce papers as if their seven years of marriage meant nothing. But in her heartbreak, Mr. Raymond stepped in with a revelation that he wasn't just Richard's manager, he was actually the CEO. And as the CEO, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with no one but her. Elle's life literally turned perfect overnight, Raymond showered her with so much love and life was good. Not until the revelation that Raymond knew her long before this. Shocking secrets of the past began to unwrap itself with the ability to destroy anything in its path. What became of Elle and Raymond, can their love power through?
When My Car Became His Prize

When My Car Became His Prize

As a successful tech CEO, my custom-ordered Lucid Air Sapphire was finally ready after a year on the waitlist. It was my personal reward, a symbol of my hard-earned success, something truly mine. But then the dealership called, and my world tilted: my car had already been picked up. Not by me, but by Olivia, my COO and my girlfriend of seven years, who claimed it was a "company executive vehicle" for InnovateLife. Minutes later, her assistant, Liam, was grinning on Instagram, posing with *my* car, thanking Olivia for the "company ride." Olivia simply brushed it off, casually saying I had "so many cars" anyway, ignoring my feelings. But it wasn't just the car. Then I discovered Liam was not only driving my car but wearing my luxury undershirts and briefs, seemingly gifted by Olivia, who again trivialized my outrage. The ultimate, gut-wrenching blow came with a hidden blog, revealing Liam's four-year plot to manipulate Olivia and systematically undermine me, climaxing with a possessive photo of Olivia asleep on *his* couch, captioned "My queen." My world shattered. Was Olivia truly this blind, or had she, my girlfriend of seven years, knowingly allowed this calculated betrayal to unfold, calling Liam her "real partner" while giving away pieces of *my* life? The sickening realization hit me: this wasn't just betrayal; it was a carefully executed take-down from within my own home, orchestrated by the man she called her partner. I wouldn't wait to be dismantled. I resigned from InnovateLife, secured my interests, and decided to expose the truth. As her tear-streaked face pleaded with me at the airport, Liam’s secret blog on my phone flashed her own damning words, finally shattering her denial and revealing the full extent of his manipulation. I walked away, leaving Austin and her behind, ready to reclaim my life.