Billionaire Husband Sebastian Novels & Stories

"Fiona Katherine Winchester breaks up with Sebastian Prime over spilt wine. Most coveted Female Billionaire is once again single." Curse Sebastian and my Mother, my upcoming weeks were going to be a living hell, I was sure of it.

"Exactly. So you've got the wrong person here. You should really investigate where Sebastian is and why he hasn't married you." I had a rough idea of why. Over the past couple of days, I had caught wind of some gossip. It seemed that Sebastian was pursuing a wealthy heiress. With his company preparing for an IPO and without the Roberts family's backing, he was looking to climb the social ladder again. I shared this information with Jennifer and it hit her like a slap in the face. She promptly began tracking Sebastian's movements, secretly checking his messages. Eventually, she uncovered a significant piece of information: Sebastian was indeed courting a young lady from the Finn family, who h

She tried to hold him but to no avail, the man was far gone to have any control over himself. "SEBASTIAN STOP!" She yelled at him making him halt his fisted hand in the air. "Please!" He turned his enraged bloodshot eyes towards her making her eyes flicker in terror watching how crazy he looked. "Fucker!" Throwing the limped man on the floor he stood up before sliding his bloody hand into Bella's small ones intertwining them and jerking her body near him. "Listen and listen carefully! She's my wife Bellaria Sebastian Wayne! I married her because I love her!" Gasps filled the atmosphere after all no one expected the spoilt billionaire to fall crazily for anyone let alone for such a middle-cla

Sebastian felt as the happiest person at the moment. "Thank you love. Thank you for everything. Thank you for accepting the heartless billionaire as your husband" Sebastian whispered. His eyes went watery in happiness. "I had to accept. After all I belong to the heartless billionaire" Elena said playfully. "Now time for celebration" Sebastian said and Elena's face went red. "Don't turn red love otherwise I will end up eating your cheeks" Sebastian whispered in his husky tone. Elena hit his arm slightly. Sebastian pulled Elena to him and switched off the light.

“About that, it’s all a misunderstanding… It’s a misunderstanding…” Sebastian snorted coldly. “I know who your husband is… Go back and tell him that all his partnership projects with Sebastian Brenand have been terminated…” When the rich housewife heard Sebastian’s full name, she was instantly stunned… What? Was this person before her actually Sebastian, someone from the aristocratic class in Atlantis? Had she actually offended Sebastian’s woman? “Please don’t… Mr. Brenand, I was wrong…” The rich housewife instantly took a step forward with her palms pressed together. She looked at Sebastian and begged for his forgiveness.

I opened my mouth to respond, but she wasn't finished. "My son Sebastian is a billionaire now," Patricia continued, and there was unmistakable pride in her voice. "A self-made billionaire who built Lancaster Global Industries into an empire. He's respected, admired, powerful—everything a Lancaster should be. And you?" Her lip curled with contempt. "You're nothing but dust in his history. You're a mistake he corrected by divorcing your pathetic ass." The words stung more than I wanted to admit. Because there was a grain of truth in them—Sebastian had become incredibly successful after our divorce. He'd built an empire, made billions, and become one of the most powerful men in the country.

I took the phone from him. A picture filled the screen. Selene and I, standing outside the restaurant from last night. Holding hands. And the headline read: "Spotted at Last: Billionaire Sebastian Kingsley Seen Holding Hands with Wife After Three Years of Marriage." My jaw tightened slightly as I stared at the screen. "Three years," I muttered under my breath. Julian leaned casually against my desk, crossing one ankle over the other. "Apparently the world finds that very interesting." I handed the phone back to him.

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

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.