Being His Unwanted Wife Novels & Stories

The Billionaire’s Unwanted Wife Elara Vale has spent years fighting to save her family’s failing business after her father’s mysterious disappearance leaves behind debts, secrets and unanswered questions. When the company finally reaches the brink of collapse, she accepts an offer she never imagined she would consider: a contract marriage to Alaric Thorne, the cold and ruthless billionaire CEO of Thorne International. For Alaric, the marriage is supposed to be nothing more than a strategic arrangement. For Elara, it is a chance to protect her family’s future without surrendering her independence. They agree to rules, boundaries and an expiration date. But living together makes those rules

She never wanted their wedding anniversary to be this big but her husband wanted them to celebrate it in a grand style because of his status as a Mafia Don. He is also a multi billionaire, and a very popular business tycoon in Germany. He is a handsome man with sexy features. Many women want to have him on their bed. Hailey stared at their wedding frame that was hung in the sitting room for decoration, and forced a bitter smile. "What have I done to deserve this," She asked, with her voice cutting through the thick air as the tension in the room grew stronger. "You have done nothing wrong Hailey, you are just not fit to be the don's wife." He replied coldly, staring at her with disgust.

Because I don’t want to look at her. That girl in the mirror. The one who keeps getting back up for people who never choose her. My lips tremble as another cry escapes. I should be used to this. I should be used to being the second choice. To not being loved. My parents made sure I knew what it felt like to be unwanted. They didn’t raise me. They trained me for profit. For men. They didn't love me. They sold me. At fucking thirteen years old. And now here I am again. Married to a man who can’t even pretend to care that another woman is climbing all over him while his wife watches.

He looked at her lying there, suffering and alone, and he wished for her end. Tears streamed down her temples, wetting the hard pillow beneath her head. Why? What did I do to deserve this? I only wanted to save my father. I only wanted to be a good wife. But to them, she was nothing. She was just a transaction. A tool to pay off a debt. She was the unwanted wife, the shadow in the magnificent mansion, the maid who wore a wedding ring.

My eyes met hers and she stepped back. "You.Are.Coming.With.Me." I say through clenched teeth. She opens her mouth to speak but a man appears. "She said no." The man says, wrapping an arm around me. His actions bothered me for two reasons; One,Aria flinched at her touch. Two,he was being an inconvenience. I give him a bored look. "She's my wife and I'm not a fan of polygamy." I spoke. "Well she said no." He replies. "Who are you?" I asked on edge. I had no energy to deal with him.

Julian whispered. "Fine," Clara said. Julian’s heart leaped. But her next words crashed into him like a tidal wave. "You can come. But you won't be coming as my husband. You'll be coming as a 'Third Party Observer.' You will sit in the waiting room. You will not touch me. And you will not speak unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?" It was a humiliation. He was being treated like a stranger to his own family. "I understand," Julian said, bowing his head.

David’s plan wasn’t my plan – it wasn’t even a good plan. I didn’t want Alice’s baby looking up at me, calling me mom. It wasn’t my child, it wasn’t any child I even wanted to acknowledge. How did he even know it was his? My stepsister was deceptive, secretive – David has no idea who the father is, and he shouldn’t assume. Even if the baby is his, he shouldn’t be concerned. We were going to get married. We were going to start a family. He should just leave the past behind him.

‘He’s a married man. A wave of nausea, hot and thick, rose in my throat at the realization. The hypocrisy of it was staggering. The press, the rumors, the careful way Theodore conducted himself, it was all a lie. He wasn't a bachelor, he was a man with a wife, a child on the way, and he was currently attempting to buy a woman to serve as his private plaything. I felt like a common thief, a predator lurking in the shadows of a sanctified home. I had spent years being the "loyal" wife to a man who treated me like trash, and now, in my desperation, I was about to become the very thing I despised.

Although the thought hurt, I wanted to be on the right side and do the right thing. He will never love me. I can never be happy with the thought of him loving someone else even though I'm his wife. I should just let him be happy with the love of his life. That way I can move on, and the two would will be happy together. I walked to my bed and plopped down almost with no energy. I finally lost in life. I never succeeded in keeping a person with me. I never had a company in life. Never did my parents ever choose me over my other two siblings. My siblings never treated me normal. Almost like I was a foster child spoiling their family. Even in a family picture, among all those smiling faces mine

He would make a wonderful leader unlike his boss Ace. It was a shame he couldn’t be the man i had married. He had said he doesn’t even want to get married. Still, i was thinking that being his unwanted bride would be better than belonging to a man that treated me so horribly, a man whose heart belonged to another. I doubted if this raging attraction, combined with the increasingly tender feelings I had for Paul, landed beneath that heading. Whether he had them as well.