Billionaire Wife Novels & Stories

she said as Camillia guided us there. "Daddy really has a big company, right, Mama?" Camillia asked me so I nodded and just smiled. We were about to enter his office when my eyes narrowed after seeing him talking to a woman. Huh! That's why he came here, huh? "Excuse me, Miss, I'll just hit my husband," I irritably said to a woman across River. "Right, that's Mama's husband," Camillia said who also folded her arms. I winced when I saw a sexy woman with a big future. I couldn't help but frown at myself when I remembered that it was River's type. Those with big boobs have strong sexual appeal.

Mostly about his looks. The woman on the screen had platinum blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Beautiful. Fit for a billionaire’s wife. “Heiress of the Garcia Estates,” Gabby breathed, scrolling like her life depended on it. “Isn’t she just stunning.” “Wow,” I said, meaning it about as much as she needed me to, and went back to my folder. I didn’t care much either way. Good for him. “She really is.” She sighed dreamily before slumping in the chair by my desk. “To be a billionaire's wife.”

She sighs and thinks, “Since when did I become a celebrity? These people seem to have nothing to do but gossip about other people.” The second top searched news was also about her and the Franks. The first news is written, “Alexia Rivas, a Divorcee is the Fiancée of the Richest and Youngest Billionaire in the country.” And the second one being, “Alexia Rivas, seen with the Billionaire Fiancé in front of Excellence Entertainment Center.” They arrive in front of the jewelry company and he is about to alight the car when she holds his hand and asks,

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.

"That family is bad news. My life was ruined after I became friends with Richard and now that my daughter is associated with his son, she's in a gooddamn hospital." His wife sighed and returned to the stool. She knew convincing her husband to see things through her eyes was going to be a futile task. She could bet that the accident was an act that was bound to happen." She adjusted the covering around Eve and turned to her husband. "Its fate. I'll suggest we hold onto hope. Our daughter is going to be fine." He strode toward her and gave Eve a peck on the left cheek. Whether his wife was going to hold on to his narrative or not, he had a strong conviction that the Richards were bad news and

"Is everything settled now? Pay her, please." Seeing Anna standing at the doorway, the kitchen manager was astounded. Could this exceptionally young girl actually know Mr. Luxton? And to have someone of Mr. Luxton's stature help her carry buckets of roasted chicken? Not just him, but no one in the entire elite circles of Kentucky could have imagined Andrew Luxton doing such manual labor. The Luxton family is a true dynasty, their wealth and influence built over several generations, unlike the nouveau riche. Andrew Luxton, the sole heir of the Luxton family, was among the elite of the elites in Kentucky. And here was a girl selling roasted chicken, somehow acquainted with Andrew Luxton, even

"Don't be scared. I won't confront anyone neither will I do anything that you don't want. I give you my word." She watched me for a while and I figured out she was contemplating on whether to believe me. Finally she spoke up, "It's my husband who did this." So she was married, I thought and for some reason I felt a prick. "He will always beat me up." She slowly began to narrate everything that happened to her and how she ended up with him. "What's your husband's name?" “Kian Lawley— I was shocked which wasn't expected, I had heard a lot about him but never have I thought he would be someone who tortures his wife and makes out with her best friend.

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".

Ethan stood alone in his £50M penthouse, in his £15,000 suit, surrounded by everything money could buy, and felt poorer than when he was pretending to be poor. Because his wife had left. And outside, in the elevator, Elise finally let out a loud sob, hugging her tote bag, whispering: "My husband is a billionaire... my poor husband is a billionaire... what am I going to do?"

"I heard he already got married, but I don't know to whom. He has been manipulating the media to hide his wife" "I wonder who's the lucky woman. With more than five hundred billion dollars net worth and more will be coming from the new alliance, that woman will be showering with billions of dollars" "She doesn't need to work nor lift a finger to get what she wants. She is a billionaire. I envy whoever she is!" Listening to the discreet conversation around, the man turns to Lexie with a glint of mischief in his eyes.