Business Wife Novels & Stories

“I'll deal with it.” Sophia nodded. “Good.” Damien looked at her. “Anything else?” “Yes.” She hesitated. “Don't pretend you love me.” Damien's eyes met hers. “I won't.” “Not even in private.” His voice became quiet. “I understand.” Sophia nodded. “Good.” She picked up her laptop. “I have work tomorrow.” “You're still working?” “I need to.” “You're married now.” “Contract married.” “Same difference in public.”

Naomi pulled me up. Behind her stood compliance officers in field jackets, the deputy director leading them. Martin looked like he might pass out, shaking against the wall. Naomi—Director of the Business Compliance Bureau. This year alone, she'd torn through company after company. Cases stacked all the way into next year. One look at Martin and you knew—if she touched his books, he was done. She kept business and government separate. Never once showed up to our dinners. Our marriage was low-key, so Talia didn't recognize her. She went right back to acting bold.

To my surprise, Max says, “Leave her alone. Elanor isn’t here for you to harass her.” The woman on his lap is quick to chime in, “You should have higher standards, Brandon. Look at her. She is letting herself go now that she is married.” The woman snaps her finger, “Hey, poor girl. You girl, Max’s wife, pay attention.” I look over at her. “Would you like me to make a diet plan for you? I’m a model, so I know what it takes to stay fit. You should really think about losing some weight. When Maxwell can finally free himself from you, it will be time for you to latch onto another rich man. If you look like you do now, you won’t find one.” In a calm voice, I reply, “Thank you for your advice, but

David POV "No, Mom. I can't marry someone like Lizzy," I said, standing at the door, already halfway out. My heart was racing. I had to hold myself back from raising my voice. Mom sighed, sitting calmly on the couch, arms crossed. "She is not just someone, Eunice She's your friend. Your secretary. She's loyal. She knows your routine. She understands your business. What else are you looking for in a woman?" I turned back to face her. "Exactly, Mom. She is my friend and my secretary. That doesn't mean she should be my wife."

The man who kissed her just weeks after divorcing her cheating husband. “What was the contract again?” That’s a good move for Wisdom; changing the topic from the pleasure side to the business side is wholly unbelievable for her to do. After all, never mix business with pleasure as they say. But, what if the business is all about pleasure itself? A wife is an all-in-one kit for a billionaire. They can be a ‘secretary’, a personal assistant, a cook, a ‘housekeeper’, and a bed servant. And many more. She watched Denver gulp the half of brandy in just a heartbeat. How could men devour a bunch of alcohol as if it was just a glass of water?

But he had never expected that she could actually have such a great charm on him. His workaholic boss would leave his work just to go home and have dinner with her? Well, David silently decided in his heart to change the strategy in the future. It didn’t matter how well the boss was served, but it did matter to show up to his wife first.

"I was one of the witnesses of the madam's last will." "Ah, puñeta!" I roared. That same week, I accepted meetings with different businesswomen. Thinking that I would want a smart wife. But whenever I would ask about their ambition, they would all sound the same. "My father has been nagging me for a husband lately, really. I said if I were to accept a hand, it would be from someone who can understand my independence and workaholic trait." "Well, it would be nice if my husband could support my business. In our world, status and wealth are everything. You know?"

Nathan again answered diplomatically, but the questioners nodded in understanding. "Mr. Nathan, who is this woman who has won your heart? Is it a celebrity, model, academic, businessman, profession, or something else?" "Businesswoman," Nathan replied with a smile. "My wife is also the CEO of a technology company, formerly called AMC, Inc. Now rebranded as Nittany, Inc." "If you notice, Mrs. Wilson looks a lot like one of the famous chefs, Catherine Thompson. Is there a connection?" One of the reporters asked, which made Nathan smile, "Yeah, my wife is Chef Catherine's only daughter."

Was this really how Menchie’s mother usually spoke to her? Actually, I’m afraid they might end up together. I can’t stop myself from thinking about my husband loving another woman. Jealousy coils tightly around my heart. But what can I possibly do as Dauxfer’s true wife? Not long after, Dauxfer came downstairs dressed casually. "Shall we?" I noticed how quickly Mama approached him and clung to his arm. I couldn’t stop my fists from clenching in jealousy. I wanted to separate them. I wanted to be the one standing beside my husband.