Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

I asked her. "Yes, he wants a billionaire CEO as his son in law. I fell in love with Harris. He is CEO of his construction company but not a billionaire. He is a fresh face in the business industry." She said. I nodded and poured ourselves juice in the glass. I put it on the small table with four chairs around it. "So what are you going to do next?" I asked her. She left the sauce and held up her hand, showing me a mountain of a diamond on her ring finger. Her smile was so broad.

The screen switched to the front yard of a hospital that was familiar to Edgar—a hospital with an eastern style and in front of many trees that were falling. "Is it true that you are married to a man?" a reporter asked. Elissa nodded. "I am proud to admit that I am the wife of Edgar Zealand," she said. "How rich is he to be able to marry a billionaire and successful businesswoman like you?" the reporter asked again. "Does this world always revolve around material things?" replied Elissa gracefully. She had thought carefully about how to answer the reporter's question without bringing down her husband's dignity. "What about your husband's family? Is he from a respectable family?" the reporter

" I'm a stay at home billionaire. My parents were rich. They left a lot of money for me. So I'm eating it. Plus my husband doesn't really mind me not working." Mivuma was taken aback. A stay at home billionaire? That was a new one. But he tried to be open minded. "Well, that must be nice to have the freedom to do what you want, rather than having to work for money." He hoped he didn't come off as rude, but he was genuinely curious. "Does your husband work?" " Yes." David smiled at the question since of his dear husband. " He does work. Clive is a uh... Driver for one of our good friends. Who's also a billionaire."

“You speak as if Damion is just an object you can manipulate! He is my husband. I will not stand by while you treat him like a pawn in your twisted game!” Adrian turned to her, his voice low and almost gentle—a stark contrast to his earlier coldness. “I am your husband, Carmela, I know how you feel. Believe me, I never intended for any of this to happen. I did not want to be forced into hiding, to have my existence kept secret by this damn curse. But fate… fate had other plans.”

Even though the headline is enough to make me stop, I still wanted to read the entire thing to be sure I wasn't just hallucinating or jumping into conclusions. - Billionaire Xeros photographed going into a hotel with a beautiful model just a month into his marriage. It is unclear what those two relationships are, but it is very much clear, considering the kind of place they've gone to. During the past few weeks that they've gotten married, we haven't seen much about his wife, and we haven't seen them together in public a lot of times either. It seems like the marriage is not exactly what it seems to be, and maybe he doesn't really care about his wife, who has been rumored to marry into his f

The man in the picture with her happened to be her partner. A few years ago, they had put their ideas and funds together to start up a marketing company, which rose so fast that it was surprising. She wasn't just my ex-wife who used to stay at home all day unless she had a conference to attend. She was now a boss. She co-owned a company with someone else. She was doing so well on her own and I was very proud of her. I was very happy they weren't in a romantic relationship but then again, who knew what could happen in the near future?

“Fine. Entertain me. Why are you here, husband?” Damien’s stomach twisted at the word. But he had no option than to speak. He needed him and must get him no matter how rude he sounds. All he needed was to play along. “Because,” he paused, then exhaled. The thought of telling Lucas the main reason why he wanted him stocked him. Questions filled his mind but he waved it off, after all he must know. “My father has commanded me to get a wife before he could fully give the Blackwell Enterprises to me. If I don’t fulfill that command within the next two months, I will lose everything and will have no share in the business..”

husband sitting in the luxurious seat of honor, wearing an expensive handmade suit. He didn't look a thing like the shabby man who needed me to mend his torn shirts. The guests around were gasping in awe: "Mr. Thorne is so generous! He actually gave his stepson a yacht worth tens of millions as a birthday gift!" "Exactly. Not only is he the richest man on Wall Street, but he's also so devoted. He treats his lover's child like his own. Where can you find a good man like that?" Richest man? A multi-million dollar yacht?

Bailey stared at her and said, "I've only been gone for a month. How'd you get into a shotgun marriage within such a short time?" Before Lucille could say anything, Bailey continued, "I'll let the marriage slide. What I can't believe is that you've married such a bigwig!" Lucille decided to remain silent until Bailey was done processing. The latter's eyes widened in shock, and she asked, "Babe, do you even realize who your husband is?" "I didn't know it when we registered our marriage. I only investigated him after," Lucille said obediently. Bailey clutched her chest again and breathed deeply. Then, she said, "He's the richest man in the world. Not only does he have money and power, but he's

I glared furiously at him. “Yes I did. But that is because you were earning twice my income. There is no way I will allow my wife to earn more than I do.” I shook my head at him in disbelief. I can't believe that in this 21st century a man could be this shallow in his thinking. At this moment, it suddenly occurs to me that this is his true self. All those late-night talks and whispered promises were just delusions meant to snare me into this trap of a marriage.