Novel & Cerita Claiming My Possessive Ceo Husband

"He owns the largest fashion house in the city, Liora or you thought we won't know! So since he is your husband that amount of money is nothing but pocket change to a Hawthorne! Just go up to his room and beg him for the deposit!" "Evelyn, you don't understand, this is not my husband!" I hissed back fiercely, my fingers tightening around the phone until the plastic casing creaked. "He is my CEO! He is a cold, arrogant man who treats me like property for his inheritance! Our arrangement is a strict legal directive, and I cannot just walk up to his mattress and demand a fortune for a family he considers absolute trash—"

“And I have a very protective husband. Let’s get one thing clear, Tanya, before you leave. Your family will get nothing from me. Nothing. You haven’t earned it. My family is my husband, and my will states that should anything happen to me, then everything I own will go to him. And trust me when I say—he will crush you.” Tanya laughed. “What a bought husband. You have to be joking.” April shrugged because that’s how it started. “Noah had his chance to walk away, Tanya. But he chose to stay. Our marriage is very good. So nothing you have to say I want to hear. You are no better than your tacky daughter. You can go now.” Tanya’s heels clicked angrily as she left, her perfume lingering long afte

He gestured for me to come closer, so I leaned my ear towards him. “In one month, Sir Rome has had three secretaries,” he whispered, and I turned to see his shocked expression. “Really? Why? Is Sir too strict? Or if you make a mistake, you get fired immediately?” What about me? I have had so many unfortunate moments! What if that happens and he fires me? I hope he considers me as his wife-I mean, ex-wife. But I am Faye, and I have faced heavy problems before, so I won’t give up on asking for a second chance from my husband.

He hesitated at first, but eventually picked up, putting it on speaker. "Who the hell is Brenda ... and why are you married to her?" A hoarse voice thundered furiously "Dad", Harper blurted in shock “I want this marriage annulled right now, or you can forget about your inheritance!” the man threatened

“You’re my wife, and I’m your boss. I’m not going to fire you, so stop worrying about that. I already told the manager that the two of us are meeting a client today.” She stared at him for a second, fingers curling and uncurling at her sides. “I never knew you were this sensible.” “I was sensible enough to marry a woman as beautiful as you.” His voice stayed calm, almost gentle. “Jemima Greyson, I’m proud to call you my wife.” The words scraped against every raw nerve she had. She exhaled sharply through her nose. “Who asked you if you’re proud or not? You just love ruining my morning. Actually, you love ruining my entire day.”

He inclined his head slightly. “I’m the chairman of Knight Holdings.” “The company my husband has been meeting with.” “Yes.” “The company that somehow convinced him to divorce me.” His expression remained steady. “I didn’t convince him.” “Then explain the papers.” “They were his decision.” Elena laughed bitterly. “You expect me to believe that?” “I expect you to hear the truth before deciding what to believe.” She folded her arms across her chest. “Fine. Start talking.” Damien didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he walked toward a cabinet built into the wall and poured a glass of water before setting it in front of her.

He explains. She laughs. "She's not mad?" he said to himself. "You're really weird sometimes. By the way, how are you?" She asks gleefully. "I'm doing good. I'm the new CEO of Caldwell Incorporated," he said proudly. She grins, "I know." His eyes light up, "You do?" he mumbles under his breath. "My husband told me," She replied calmly. His eyes widened in disbelief, "What?" He mumbled while laughing awkwardly and thought he misheard her. "Did you say, husband?"

I screamed at him trying to wiggle myself out of the rope they tied me to. “Yeah, like hell that is!” His brows furrowed into a frown. “You came to a bar and you rubbed yourself off me, what else do you expect after that?” “A skirt is not an invitation, I was drunk, you knew it, it was self defense.” He rolled his eyes like he was tired and bored of what whatever I was saying. “Anyways, the C.E.O of the biggest company in Los Angeles, who is unfortunately also your husband, will be here soon for you.” He twirled a car key over his fingers excitedly. “If only he knew what plans I have for him.”

"You always wanted me to go public with our relationship, right? Fine. I'll tell everyone about us. There. Happy? You want a candlelit dinner? I'll have it with you. You want a ring? I'll buy it." Caleb had been quietly listening up until that point. But now he spoke up, his voice full of hurt. "Alexia..." She didn't have time for him. She grabbed me and started introducing me to the coworkers. "Everyone, I haven't properly introduced you. This is Elliot, my husband. We've been married for seven years. Caleb and I are just normal coworkers. The only reason I was good to Caleb was because of his talent. From now on, stop spreading rumors about us. My husband doesn't have a big heart for that

"But let me make this clear. I’m not here by accident. I’m here because I have the power, the drive, and the vision to take this company to new heights." I paused for effect. "And the name Volkov? Do you know what that means?" The room grew quiet, a shift in energy. "A Volkov?" One of the shareholders muttered. “Yes,” I replied. “I’m married to Vincenzo Volkov. CEO of Prime Estates." I let the name sit, watching their reactions. "You know the power behind that name. And being his wife? You should trust me on this.” Their resistance started to fade, and I could see the doubt cracking. This wasn’t about inheritance; it was about power, and I was ready to use it.