Billionaire Trophy Wives Novels & Stories

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

Dozens of no⁠tificat⁠ions, messages⁠, missed calls. And one headline that made my stomach‌ drop. “‍The Billionaire’s Bride: Love, Lies, and Leverag⁠e?⁠” T‌he article‌ had my n⁠ame in bol‍d letters. It‍ c⁠alled me a myster⁠y‍ wo‌man with no social backgr‌ound, a po‌ssible p‌aw‌n in a strateg‍ic‍ marriage, and worst o‌f all — it ques‌tioned if I h⁠ad “married into luxu‍ry” fo‌r money.

one of them gossiped. "Don't be a hater. My family works with the Everhart family and they are not people to be messed with. Although, I heard their daughter divorced recently, I don't think it is related to her beauty. Besides, she is the trending CEO in the business world and her net worth is in billions. Try not to get yourself into trouble," the other lady said, maintaining her composure. Astrid secretly smiled while paying attention to the politician who introduced his wife and son to her since she was in the market. Every family has been trying to get their sons to meet Astrid after the news of her divorce and CEO status.

the other replied. I didn't need to ask who they were talking about. *Vanessa Whitmore.* For five years, that name had been a recurring bruise in my life. I had seen it emblazoned across glossy luxury magazines, splashed across European society blogs, and constantly linked next to Aaron’s name in the sports columns. She was a billionaire heiress, a major global philanthropist, and the undisputed diamond of the Chicago high-society circuit. To the Blizzard front office, she was royalty their single largest individual donor and a massive media magnet.

"Emily, it's not how it looks" "How could you, Ness?". "It happened all too fast. I swear everything literally just happened yesterday. I can't give you the details but…..this isn't exactly a most conventional marriage. I can't give the details I'm sorry". I feel so embarrassed about my family's dilemma and what it has come to for us. I absolutely would never share that piece of information. Emily peers into my face. "Is he the Mafia?". She whispers. I laugh at that point. Damien might be filthy rich and obviously influential but no, I don't think he's a member of the Mafia. Or is he?

Father sold me for that much? "You're surprised? Do you doubt your own worth?" He teased me again before pulling me closer to his half-nude body, close enough so he could whisper into my ears, "you're nothing but a trophy wife, and do you know what a good trophy wife does?" His free hand slithered to my left breast to pull the slightly erect nipple through the thin linen of my bra. I tiny moan escaped me but it was loud enough for him to hear,

She finally mustered up the courage to look up at her cousin who just asked about her personal life and smiled, “it’s the truth. I haven’t seen my dear husband in six months” Six months was a bit of an understatement. Four years she’s been married to the number one business mogul in the world, four years and she could count the number of times spent with her dear husband Damien Castillo. Seeing the twinge of pity at the corner of her cousin’s eye she sighed deeply, “Come on Jeff. You know my matrimony isn’t the regular- “I don’t care Eva. You should leave him.” “I can’t” “Why??’. Raising his voice in disbelief.

"One of the richest Billionaires in New York, Rufus Williams,dumped his wife, Nora Williams, and got married to her best friend." I am sure that's going to be the first news headline that's going to disseminate tomorrow morning in the whole of New York. I smiled painfully as more tears kept pouring from my eyes. TBC

"That's what I learn. Now he wants to get back to you. He said you are his lucky charm. Everything was good when you were together he said." "Lucky charm my foot! It is because I don't let him buy things for me. I work hard to own the things I want. Unlike Sandy. Thinking back I never realized earlier what a sucker that woman is. Anyway I don't want to talk about them. We are different people now.I will never allow my self to be with that kind of persons." "What about if I buy you gifts like jewelries and the like will you allow it?" "Of course hubby! It's your obligation to lavish your dear wife with finer things, in return for my dedication, love and attention I am giving you. He he he..."

"You just got married to our son for heaven's sake!" It was then realization hit me. The people that were making videos made it because they recognized me as the woman that just got married to the populous billionaire, Xavier Lowell. I had totally forgotten about it when I slapped her. "But—" "But nothing!" She exclaimed and stood up. "Nothing, Hailey! Don't you know you're already in the spotlight and everyone can recognize you now? Do you not know that?!" "I was only fighting for my right! The lady almost made me fall. She dragged my clothes. How could you not see that and only saw when she got slapped?" I asked in anger.