Billionaire Wife Novels & Stories

They only remember what they see, and these days, it’s Ava Knight. Yes, the famous actress who won a bunch of awards, married her first love from childhood, the famous CEO of the Knight Empire, and became the hostess of Z-house. Officially listed no less. But those are not the reasons why people talk about her. People talk about her because she ran the Z-house into the ground, and her billionaire husband doesn’t seem to even care about that. How indulging, people say about him, to give your beloved wife a million-dollar company just to play around, even if she ruined it.

she said passing her phone to me. The headline reads; “Billionaire CEO Marcelo Wilson Jones sets to get married,” I read the headline out and at first it didn’t click in my head that I am the soon to be bride of the billionaire. “Scroll down and read more,” Jennifer said, “Billionaire CEO female admirers set out to find this mystery woman,” I read out loud again and Jennifer started laughing. “What’s funny, didn’t you hear what I read they’re out to get me,” “I’m laughing because you’re one of the female admirers before you became the wife and I didn’t even know your soon to be husband has a fan base,” she said, laughing hard I could see tears coming out of her eyes.

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.

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.

"It's been a week since I began working in Henry's company..." "Any progress?" "Did you find out who his wife is?" "Oh come on guys, let her finish." Anna fired back at the impatient women. "Besides, Eve is just a week old in the company and you expect her to dig out things immediately?" Eve cleared her throat and appreciated Anna with a nod. She continued speaking. "It appears that Mr. Richard's wife doesn't live in the city. I've never seen her visit him even once and even though we can't just conclude yet, I'll need more time to prove that she doesn't live here."

"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.".

He had lashed out at me and yet he was cuddling up to his ex wife on the very same spot. How dare he?! I had to admit that she was beautiful. The classy kind of beauty. The woman looked like she commanded men. I'd bet the only thing attractive about me was my boobs. The headlines read “The billionaire and his beautiful wife might be back together.” Tears stung the corner of my eyes. “She looks old!” Was the only insult I could come up with before I stormed back to my room to call Megan. “Have you seen the news?”