Novel & Cerita Billionaire's Hired Wife

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.

“Oh madam, the wedding was just the start. The budget barely touched that. The gala’s where it all happens with glamour. It’s going to be stunning.” I sighed, rubbing my temples, my whole body screaming for a break. “Elise, I’m wiped out. I didn’t sign up for a marathon. I never thought being a billionaire’s wife would mean this much running around.” She gave me a knowing look, her smile turning a little playful. “Trust me, half the women out there would kill to be in your shoes, married to Damon Langford. You’re living a dream.”

Was she doing something shady? After hours of searching, I got tired and decided to stop by a nearby restaurant for a drink. I ordered something quick, but as soon as the waitress handed me my cup, something about her face made me pause. She looked… familiar. When she walked away, I glanced back at the picture I had been given for identification—and my eyes widened. The resemblance wasn’t just close—it was perfect. She was working? I stared at the picture again, then at her. There was no mistaking it. Mrs. Knight, the billionaire’s wife, was working as a waitress. My mind was spinning. Why would she be doing this? What reason could she possibly have?

“You’re my wife.” I didn’t say anything. He stepped back, pulled his sleeves up, and grabbed his phone from his pocket, “let’s go.” We walked out through the main hallway and every staff member moved like clockwork. A butler opened the front door before we even got there, a black Rolls-Royce was waiting out front, engine running, doors already open. I looked at him. “Seriously?” He put on his sunglasses. “You married a billionaire. What did you expect, Uber?”

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.

He stopped as he realized what he’s saying. I hung on to what he wanted to say. “I’m your… what?” I tried to look him straight in the eyes but he immediately avoided it. He can’t look at my eyes directly. “You’re invited here‘ cause you’re my personal assistant, remember?” It was swallowed. Ay! The beauty of being the personal assistant of this billionaire. Are the benefits of a personal assistant this great? Included in this big event, there is a free dress, sandals and necklace from her!

' The man chuckled to himself and leaned against the door knowing that the damn sexy woman he just saw was his wife, legally! But well he had yet to win her heart which itself was his main mission, after all that's why he had arrived in her life. The influential man of the whole continent Lucas Petrakis, the man who had the world within the snap of his fingers. The multi billionaire man who could lit up a few thousand dollars in the fireplace to warm up his home, was serving as a manservant in Nathalie's home But the question which arises here is as to why such a man would go to this length to win her heart?

"Yes stepmother. She answered her with a smirk. There was a knock on the door. Riley's father came in and said, The Knight family has arrived; are you ready, honey? He looked at his beautiful and gentle daughter and continued, Riley, are you sure you want to get married to Bruce Knight? Riley looked at her father. Yes, father, I want to. The Knight family is the wealthiest and most valued family in New York. The only direct heir, Bruce, was disfigured and made crippled when he was kidnapped 15 years ago. Since then, Bruce has not appeared in front of others. He was rumored to be cruel, ugly, and terrible, and every woman sent into his house did not come out alive.

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..."

He'd told her with his usual care free grin. "Just because I'm marrying you, doesn't mean I can't get things for myself. I've lived on my own so far and can do so in the future regardless of the fact who my husband is." She'd shot right back, titling her chin up at him. He'd stared at her, looking exasperated before looking up at the roof of the car they were sitting inside. Turning his head towards her, he'd explained patiently, "Not that I'm bragging or anything, but you're going to be marrying a billionaire. Once we're out in the public as a couple, the media will scrutinize your every move starting from the way you act around others right down to the kind of shoes you wear and I don't wa