All Chapters of From Divorce Papers, To Billionaire's Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

REBECCA Divorce papers. My husband handed me divorce papers the moment he asked for a moment alone with me. It looked like a terrible joke. It had to be, because who the hell was that cold to hand divorce papers on the day of my mother's funeral. She was barely laid to rest and he was already doing this.I've used up all my tears for my mother, so I didn't know how to take it. My knees buckled before they hit the floor, numb and still shaking. My heart raced and it felt like any moment from now, I would have a heart attack.I slowly looked up at Julian. His dark cold eyes washing over me. When did they grow so cold, had it always been like this? We've been married for seven years and know each other our entire life and not even up to three years ago. I could tell his feelings towards me had changed. Not instantly but slowly they dimmed of light when pointed at my direction. I should have known, I shouldn't have held on this long. But I thought I could get him to love me again but in

DOMINIC I couldn't wait to get to the condo. I checked us both into an hotel nearby and the moment I clicked the door shut. She grabbed me by my collar and pulled my into a frenzy of a kiss. My hand instinctively trail down her hips and laced round, above her ass as I pulled her close to me.Her tongue was addicting sliding in my mouth, her warm breath splashes across my face anytime she let out breathy moan. Her hands hung over my neck like a prayer, her fingers slowly dig into my hair with desperation. My eyes watched her shut hers shut."Shit" I muttered in between the kiss—I was hard, the ache pressing tight against my pants. At some point, we weren’t even kissing anymore. Our mouths moved together in something deeper, tongues tangling and tugging in a slow, heated rhythm that blurred the line between breath and sound, until it all melted into something dangerously consuming.“Oh, Julian…” She moaned softly against my mouth, barely breaking the kiss, and for some reason, it grate

REBECCA Crestwell Enterprises was passed to my mother by her father. She was his only child after all his sons died in a ghastly accident. The board members didn't want a woman running the company and almost took it from her but she fought for it, even when my father almost took it from her.And now, Julian was trying to get me to sign away my shares and my name as the proprietor for a meager 300 million dollars as alimony.I looked over to the lawyers at the table, their eyes eagerly waiting for me to sign it."Julian must surely take me for a fool." I hiss slamming the pen to the desk."Miss..""I don't want to hear it." I cut off my own lawyer. "This is ridiculous Benedict. Why should I sign this? When the bastard isn't even here to request such to my face." I hissed, irritation etch to my face."Miss Jillian, Julian is on his way." They've repeated this almost five times now.I get up from my seat and turn to Benedict."Benedict you handle things from here. Since the bastard can

REBECCA "If it involves giving you my body. I'll rather not take this offer." I said as Dominic laughed letting go of my hair. “Don’t worry, Rebecca. You may not need to do that just yet perhaps later, if the need arises,” Dominic said, as my face contorted into a frown. The playful air around him faded almost instantly. “I need a wife,” he continued. “The Chairman, my grandfather is threatening my position of succession if I don’t get married and give him an heir. And you seem like the perfect candidate for my bride.” I couldn’t help but feel offended. “How desperate do you think I am, Dominic?” I asked. “What makes you think I’m not desperate as well? Are you even considering my offer?” he replied. “And that makes it all the more insulting. Do you know what people will say about me?” I spat, steadying my breath. “A gold-digging tramp who sold her body to the highest bidder. Your offer is surely tempting, but I can’t accept it, Mr. Hayes. I can get my mother’s company without