Billionaire Wife Novels & Stories

“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.”

"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.

“Christ, Christ, and Christ. Congratulations boo. Well, I cannot believe it. Wait, I am sorry. You are Christiana Tiger Kelvin now. So, tell me how it feels to be a billionaire’s wife. How does it feel to see bigwigs visiting your manor every day? Tell me about the model of cars he owns. Your place must be a luxurious penthouse. Tell me how it feels to look at the whole city from the top. You must even have a private jet to fly. Am I wrong?” She bombarded my head with her nonstop questions and inquisitiveness to know everything at the spot of the moment. For the first time after my wedding, I realized that getting hitched to a billionaire was probably a big thing. Huh! I tittered at the way

To most people, marrying into a wealthy family is the ultimate jackpot in life for them, but to me, it was a burden I didn’t want. I had heard about wealthy people and their marriages, especially women who are not in the same social class as they are. My father himself comes from a very wealthy family. In fact, they are one of the first families to invest in the oil industry in America during the mid 60’s. They also invested in the train industry in the early 20th century, so you can say his family is what we call old money. My mother came from an average lower middle-class home turned orphan.

he declared as if it was a fact. "I am not yours!” She yelled and pushed him away finally. With an exasperated sigh, she said, “ Get the fuck out of my room and my life right now. I don't want Steve or his family to see you or know anything about you. " She said almost out of breath. He looked at her amusingly but the questions inside him couldn’t stop churning. So, he gave in and asked, "Why are you even marrying that cartoon? I earn a billion times more money than his little stupid salary, and not to brag, but I definitely do look better than him and stronger too." He said. She folded her arms across her stomach and said:

"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.

She paused, then continued, "When I was in Marinova, I heard the wealthy ladies there talk about Mr. Miller's mysterious wife. He dotes on her and protects her so well that no one ever comes to know her identity. "Not just the general public, even many business partners have never seen her face. They say all her clothes and jewelry are personally delivered by top international brands, or she has private fittings at home with runway models brought in. There's no way she would appear in a place like this mall." As expected, the two police officers' expressions darkened with suspicion after hearing this. A top-tier, heavily protected billionaire's wife would never appear alone in a shopping mal

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?

"The initial capital for the Holloway contract came from my father. I asked him to structure it as a private loan instead of a direct family transfer because I didn't want my husband's success attributed to my name before he'd earned it in the public eye. That was my decision. My husband learned about it twenty minutes ago, same as I imagine you did." The reporter's pen paused mid-motion, clearly not expecting honesty to arrive so plainly. Sophia's composed expression cracked, just slightly, at the corners. "That's quite an admission," Sarah Klein said carefully. "Are you saying your husband was unaware of the source of his own company's founding capital?"