Billionaire Trophy Wives Novels & Stories

Most of them cruel. “Poor woman.” “She must stay for the money.” “Classic billionaire marriage.” Another trending hashtag appeared. #PoorEmma Emma clicked a viral video before she could stop herself. An influencer stared dramatically into the camera. “Okay guys, so apparently billionaire CEO Dominic Sterling has been cheating on his pregnant wife for months… maybe years.” She paused for effect. “I feel bad for Emma. But honestly… are we surprised?” The comments exploded. She knew. Another trophy wife. She married money, not love.

The air was crisp ,perfumed with a faint mix of grapes, lavender and roses. Scarlett Monroe was no longer the ex wife who was forcefully divorced and sent away or the girl who had scrubbed tables in a rat-infested motel. She was now a self made billionaire and CEO of Monroe Luxe.Co - an elite interior branding company that catered to private jets, luxury hotels and billion-dollar real estate empires. She was wealthy! Her phone buzzed on speaker as she leaned on the edge of her sleek marble counter. Roxy’s voice came through the line, now smoother but unmistakably her. Their friendship had grown so much stronger over the years and Scarlett had opened up to her about everything.

He asked quietly, taking a seat by her side on the bed. “I just want you to do what you want to do. Don’t stay with me out of pity or something. Back there, the spotlight was on you and Danielle, you should go and enjoy it.” “Will you stop bringing that woman’s name in our conversation? Please? And for the spotlight, I careless about it. Adele I’m not staying here out of pity. I just found out my wife is pregnant and I’m excited. I want to spend time with you, not with some billionaire’s who have run out of ideas on how to spend their money so they go about organizing events to do shitty auctions. I would never choose that over you.”

' 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?

Maybe all of these aches will go away. He was Nicholas Michealson, and he wasn’t supposed to bow to anyone. Three times richest man according to Forbes and the CEO of a chain of multi-billion dollar restaurants, he shouldn’t be scared of a mere woman. Not just any woman, the one who broke his heart and reduced him to nothing. She made him crave her love till money meant so little to him, and all he wanted was to be wrapped in her arms. No woman would do that to him and go scot-free. He had the power to do and Undo.

Keeion and Cyfer straightened up. They were just standing, you know they came from a high family. Your type is hard to reach because almost everything in them is perfect. There is no doubt that many women are obsessed with this cousin. Knowing that they are still super rich and both smart. Not surprisingly, there are many of these two. Handsome, yet rich! If you are God's favorite. But deep inside, I'm curious if anyone has won these two? Is there a woman in the queue who is the winner? Did Keeion and Cyfer choose one of them?

They remained in that closed position until they heard the clattering of glass on the marble floor, the formerly cute couple turned to look in the direction of where the sound had taken place. It was Sophia Halls, Abigail could recognize her from the big T.V she always sees on her way to the market. Once, her dad had told her Sophia Halls was the richest model , now she was standing just meters away from her. She wanted to rush to hug her but Sebastine's grip on her waist stopped her.

I said, “This would protect the downside in the event of a scandal.” “Yeah…” Jack said to me slowly, “About that…” He took a hold of my laptop, cast the screen on the display on my wall, and scrolled over to an entertainment website. “Fortunes Unite: Billionaire and Business Tycoon’s Daughter Tie the Knot in a Lavish Celebration!”, the headline read, “Billionaire owner of a business empire with subsidiaries branching out into all niches, Thomas Lombardi of Lombardi Co. is set to marry Sarah Winchester, daughter of oil and gas magnate, Terrance Winchester. The wedding festivities are in full swing.

"I need to find the right woman first but trust parents they already pinned me down to Nancy" "The right woman? She just needs to be hot," Wade said. "And you don't even have to let marriage hold you back from the ladies. Billionaires can have as many mistresses as they want, right even though you get married to her ?" "I don't do mistresses," I said, twirling my empty glass in my fingers. It had been a while since I was with a woman; a few months, actually. But everyone knew that I was a billionaire. Women were after me for my money, and I was supposed to marry a woman in my league.

I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the negativity from the morning. Just as I start to relax, I glance across the room and freeze. There he is, Zachary Montgomery, my ex-boss, the man who treated me like a doormat, and the one I couldn't help but have a secret crush on. Why, of all days, does he have to be here now?