Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband Novels & Stories

That I wasn’t going to let anyone—especially Charlotte—tear us apart. --- The next morning, the world exploded. News outlets, social media, everything was buzzing with the revelation that Charlotte was alive. The story spread like wildfire, and soon, every corner of the globe knew that Damian’s wife—me—had been married under false pretenses. The papers ran headlines like “The Billionaire’s Second Wife—Lied to by His First.” And I was thrust into the spotlight again, just when I thought I had begun to find some peace. But I wasn’t going to hide. Not this time.

"NO! That only happened once. It was a mistake! Didn't you marry me for money and the fancy life? You got shares in Moretti Corporation. You had everything you could only dream of before. Now you're my wife - the woman married to the richest CEO in the country. You have everything other people can only wish for. So stop acting like a child and listen to me. Come back tomorrow." A small smile came to my lips as I laughed and cried at the same time. "Wife of the richest CEO? My life was worse than someone living on the streets.

Aaron kissed Kaitlyn with the same lips that he had just kissed me. My father smiled in satisfaction as he looked at the sweet couple. Suddenly, he seemed to think about something. His face fell. “Aaron, how’s your progress with Elena? When will she give you her money? Back when I remarried, she had cut ties with me. She said she would not give a single cent of her mother’s inheritance to me. Was she really thinking I should spend the rest of my life alone?”

"Oh, no. No, no, no. Do you even know what you just did?!" I opened my mouth to answer, but she wasn’t done. "Kurtis freaking Otias! That’s the richest bachelor in Kenya—the only son of Martin L. Otias! One of the biggest tycoons in this country! Do you have any idea how rare this man is?!" I could only nod. Genny sucked in a deep breath, pacing the living room as if the weight of my marriage was too much for her to handle. "Okay, girl," she exhaled sharply. "What have you done?"

For what I thought, I really did marry a billionaire and I accidentally Married to a billionaire and it's not just an ordinary billionaire but one who has many connection himself. Kahit na sabihin natin na fake ang kasal sa mata ng tao ngayon ay totoo ang mga nangyari. I can't just take this an easy situation because everything was involved. I don't want my personal life to be affected, especially to my family. I landed my helicopter to the rooftop of my mall, when my helicopter just reach the ground I saw my worker coming from my direction. They'll bow their heads. I slowly remove my helmets and the stuffs I wear. I smile when they approach me and help me remove them.

My best friend screeched, shaking her head. "It's not a real date. We're not dating. Just sex." I reminded her. "Still, you both are married for fuck's sake! And you're married to a public figure too! God forbid, the wealthiest billionaire's new wife is seen wearing cheap stuffs and looking out of place. You better get used to your new status, at least for the next one year. If he's taking you to a fancy restaurant, and not a club, I'm assuming you'll be sitting down, which means, no open-toed shoes. They're the easiest to trip on. Wedge heels are safer and the best option, if you ask me. If the restaurant is too fancy, wear closed-toe high heels. I can't believe I have to tell you all of th

After all, she was the one who was financially supporting him, practically devoting almost every cent of her income to him, and yet Jason dumped her. She was left broken and shattered, all alone, and she couldn't bear the thought of remaining at home and absorbing her misery any longer. She decided to get drunk and just let herself go. She visits a high-end nightclub. She ordered her drinks and promptly became intoxicated. While there, she met her accidental husband, the billionaire CEO of Richmond Hotels, Shawn Richmond, who offered her a job as a secretary in exchange for keeping their accidental marriage a secret. Of course, she accepted the offer. After all, they aren't in love with each

He just stood there, staring at me across the crowded ballroom with an expression of complete devastation. The girl he'd thrown away, the wife he'd neglected and humiliated, the woman he'd told would never find anyone better, was Isabella Morrison. Granddaughter of Alexander Morrison. Heir to one of the largest fortunes in the country. One of the most powerful women in New York. And he'd let me go without a fight. The applause finally died down and I sat back down, accepting congratulations from the people at my table with grace and poise I'd learned from watching my brothers navigate society. But I was hyperaware of the Wei family table, of the chaos I knew was happening there.

But as my eyes looked into the room my heart stopped altogether in the middle of my chest. Sitting behind the desk was none other than my husband. His eyes bore into mine, a stoic and passive expression etched on his face. “Mr. Scott, the ladies from Walvern Media are here,” Jennifer announced. Miles Scott. Oh, my God. How had I been so dumb? How could I have not put the pieces together all this time? They had been in front of me the entire time. My husband, whom I had just met yesterday, was the richest man in America and the 8th richest in the world.

Vikas goes back with the laptop after a bow of his head. I'm feeling stupid, embarrassed. His expression is amused, which has happened for the first time. I squint my eyes at him coldly, " Why did you marry me? I'm not... um! " I stop, " I'm not a wealthy person. I don't know how to use a laptop. " I'm having trouble digesting all this. First, according to me, he's a small businessman, suddenly he turns into a mafia king, now he's a billionaire and soon to be a trillionaire. This man can leave me at any time. I don't know how to use a laptop. How could someone be so dumb? " It's a piece of cake. " He says.