Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

he snapped at them. That man is rich. He is married and his wife is a socialite. He has so many mistresses, that he doesn't know how many kids he sired so far. Most of them get an abortion, but only a few will keep the child to threaten him for money. Little do they k for that he is so cruel that he never hesitated to kill any of them, even the little kids. His wife is happy as long as gives her enough money for her endless shopping spree. He never asked if she had an affair as long as she maintains it a secret.

The poor guy was giving an assuring smile to Krishika but little did he know how fatal this smile was going to be for him. To know more, stay connected with the story," My Husband Is A Billionaire Son-in-law" *********************************** Like, share and vote.

With the rollercoaster of emotions, she felt since yesterday, she hadn't been able to look him up and married him out of desperation. Entering his name into the search engine, she was shocked at what she saw. Her husband Nathaniel was not just a regular billionaire. He was at the upper echelon of the wealthy society. Heir and the Current CEO of the Brooke family business, his net worth was about five hundred billion dollars. She knew on meeting him that he had the aura of a wealthy person. She just didn't expect him to be this staggeringly rich. Her family's business which at the middle class of the wealthy society was only worth eighty billion dollars. She didn't know whether to be grateful

But now, seeing the woman's defeat and painful look, made him want to have her all the more. "Wait, I don't believe you. Are you- wait, t-the Shawn Richmond? CEO of…" "Yes," Oh goodness! This man, her husband? How insane? This is impossible. It was just a single, straightforward reply, but it had a massive impact. How could she be this stupid? The man was nothing but a cold-hearted billionaire playboy, rich and demanding and evil and so sexy and.... hot! damn it! "Oh my God..."

Not even my boyfriend or a fiance, but my own husband was the son of a billionaire and I didn't even have the slightest idea. I saw pictures of him together with his family. I could recognize the person I assumed was his father. He was a billionaire and was well known, and his mother was a popular fashion designer that I had been dying to work with, and my husband knew that. He knew that I admired her work and wished to work with her but he never thought it was worth mentioning.

My eyes widened after scanning one of the first articles I saw online. I was right. Vladimir Lewis, my husband, is a fucking billionaire in his own rights!

“I’m glad. And how’s Emily? Hope she isn’t bothering you too much. I’m sorry I was unable to come pick her up today like I promised.” “Oh nonsense. You know that our little angel is always welcome to stay with us as long as she needs.” “Thanks ma.” I replied. “But what is this I hear about your husband being a millionaire or something like that?” She asked, changing the subject with precise expertise that was peculiar only to the Jones’ household. He was actually a billionaire but I didn’t feel the need to correct her, ignorant being bliss and what not. “Yeah well, that happened.”

His face turned red, and his breaths became haggard, fierce veins were beginning to make way to his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. He was tired! Tired of what they called marriage. He was exhausted from being in a trap that was nothing close to happiness. He was a sad man, a depressed and unhappy married billionaire. Richard owned the largest bank in Southern California. Apart from that, he had other business establishments in some parts of the United States. He also owned a large winery, had shares in other top companies and made investments worth billions. No doubt, he was a young, rich, handsome, and successful man.

Turns out being rich and lonely felt worse than being broke and busy. At least one thing had changed. I was glowing. Good food, zero stress, and expensive skincare had done their work, and even I had to admit I looked better. Out of curiosity one afternoon, I searched his name. Alexander Blackwood.Turns out my fake husband owned half the world, industries, fashion companies, a media channel, a model agency, a multi billion dollar empire. Funny how I had to find out about my own husband from the internet, given I hadn't seen him once since arriving. He left before I woke up and came back after I was already asleep.

I found a solution". He said which kinda got my attention. Benson's POV My wife kept blabbering about Daphney not getting married . And I told her I found a solution to it and she calmed down "Darling.... do you remember Hill ..my business partner and my old friend? I asked her dropping my phone on the table. "Yes, I think their son is Richmond Hill , he's a billionaire...like his father and a model too the main reason why he had a lot of fame". She said