I Died While My Billionaire Ex Hated Me

The year Xavier Knight returned to the country, he had become a world-renowned billionaire.

But everyone in New York's elite circle knew he hated me to the bone.

Three years ago, when his illness was at its worst, I took ten million dollars from his biggest rival, slapped him in public, and told him to get the hell out of my life.

So when we met again, he used his power to force me into becoming his on-call secret mistress.

He would sit in his VIP booth, sipping champagne and sneering as he watched me strip-dance at private parties just to make a few bucks from wealthy investors.