Billionaire's Hired Wife Novels & Stories

He hasn't seen his Boss like this before, he realized that the girl that his boss has been buying flowers for was none other than his wife. The next day after Eric told him to search for Ms Avery around, he went online to check on something when he found the news online. “Billionaire Secret. A well known Billionaire is cheating on his wife who happens to be the Lincoln family heir.” He was shocked. There were photographs, but the woman's face wasn't visible. Photograph of Avery running out of the restaurant. Phone of Eric going after her, photograph of a lady on the floor, but her face was visible in the camera. Luck wonders who that person may be, but he knew certainly it wasn't Anastasia B

Bile flooded her throat as paralyzing terror clawed its way up from the pit of her stomach. Last night, she'd gotten blackout drunk and married an absolute stranger. A billionaire stranger, from the look of this palatial mansion and his butler - or whatever that woman was supposed to be. And now she was trapped in his home...alone...as his wife. This couldn't be happening! How had one night of drunk idiocy spun so disastrously out of control? The Naked Billionaire - for that was clearly what he was - took a cocky step toward her. "That dress doesn't leave much to the imagination, Mrs. R. Although why don't we just skip the clothes altogether?"

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

"No, we'll leave together. I don't want the sleazy tabloids capturing shit about our marriage." At that, she chuckled humorlessly, unbothered by his anger. "You've done a good job painting the reality of what it is to the media already. I won't be made a clown a second time." Then she reached for her phone and ordered a cab in front of the nanny and the Stark family chauffeur who had come in a limo to pick them up. What the fuck was she trying to pull? What new scheme could she be cooking? Alessandro knew he couldn't make a scene there and swallowed his rage, watching as a small cab drove in and the new wife of the richest billionaire in America according to Forbes, entered with their baby.

“You stepped out of nowhere, I swerved to miss you…” Her eyes flash. “Oh, I see what this is. You’re gonna blame me for insurance. Say the crazy pregnant woman jumped in front of you, right? Is this what you do? Are you an insurance scammer?” “What?” I stare at her. “You can’t scare me,” she announces. “My husband works right in there.” She points at Hale Tower. “He’s a billionaire. And if you try anything, his lawyers will bury you.” Billionaire? Okay… Well, my husband owns that place and half the rest of this city.

Flores's hefty body collapsed like a pile of mud, drenched in sweat from head to toe. Crystal had already collapsed to the ground, still in shock. Wait... what did he just say? Nelson Family Group... CEO's wife? That devilishly handsome man, is he the legendary wealthy Keith? And the pregnant woman is his wife? No! No!! How could this happen?! If the people she offended are them, then she... is truly... finished... Crystal's face turned pale as ashes. She couldn't care less about her dog being choked to death in an instant. Because the next one to die would be her...

Complete, ringing silence. Then a laugh bursts out of me, harsh and loud in the empty room. It's not a happy sound. It's triumphant, greedy, vicious. A billionaire. My mousy little wife, the one who could barely look me in the eye, is a fucking billionaire. And she hid it from me. All those years. The jealousy evaporates, replaced by a blazing, glorious greed. This changes everything. She's not just my wife. She's my fortune. The man on the phone is still talking. "...means if we target the company, we're targeting her assets directly. It's a much bigger lever against Sotheby. He married her for her money, obviously. Ruin that, and you ruin him."

she hissed immediately, her eyes wide with fear. “No, not about Lucas. Not yet. But he forced a marriage contract on me. It was ten million dollars or losing the company and going to court. Mia, I had to sign it. I’m his wife now, his fake wife, and I have to move into the penthouse tonight.” Mia looked ready to faint. “Are you insane? You’re going to live with him? The one man who could recognize Lucas in a heartbeat? What about the hacking?"

The words blurred and sharpened in a sickening rhythm as Elena’s eyes tried to make them not real. Billionaire CEO Adrian Blackwood has confirmed his engagement… Sources say wedding is imminent… The new fiancée, Elena Moore, has no previous public profile… Her name on a news site, as if she’d agreed to be a public event. As if she hadn’t been cornered into it in an office that smelled like money and control. Elena’s phone began ringing—Maya from work. She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. What would she say? Hi, sorry, my brother almost died so I married a billionaire.