Novel & Cerita Daddy's Best Friend Made Me A Billionaire Wife

The feelings did not stem from his appearance; it was his identity. As the mastermind behind Ashford Enterprises, a colossal conglomerate that spanned various industries, Damien's influence reach far and wide. His company was a Titan in the business world, holding a firm grip on the city's economy and impacting the lives of countless individuals. Not yet thirty years old, Damien Ashford had build an empire that was the envy of many. In the bustling metropolis of starline city, his name was synonymous with power and prosperity. His wealth knew no bound, with opulent mansions nestled in prestigious neighborhoods, luxury vehicles that turned head as they rolled through the city street and a lif

My mind raced to the thought of Talia, specifically how she had it all. A billionaire father who treated her like a princess, and had probably paid all the blogs and websites to lie against my man. He deserved to lose her. “Yes, I will do it. Are you really going to pay my debts?” I questioned, and the man nodded. “Of course. You will also get an additional two hundred and fifty dollars for your hard work. We are going to sign a contract to that effect now,” He divulged. “Inside the parcel, you'll see a white plaster, all you have to do is tape it on Talia's skin without anyone noticing. The plaster will do the rest of your job for you.”

She knew all of this because she had convinced the old man herself, almost promising to cut off all contact from the family if he didn’t believe in her husband. Justin grew to become one of the biggest business men in the span of a few months, even listed under Forbes rising Billionaire’s list before the business clocked a year. It was all too good to be true, how an aspiring youngling grew an empire in such short time all with the help of her father of course.

He surged closer to rod and patted his shoulders. “Do you realize who you are? You are rod Benson. That name is worth over ten billion dollars. Your father is the richest tycoon in New York he has made many poor men billionaires, including me. Today you are struggling to meet your needs. You are squatting with me. You have no bulky bank account. You are broke today because of a silly decision that will lead you nowhere. Return to your father, marry Opula, father your child, be rich and have peace of mind.”

He was my dream come true and I can't help but look myself in the mirror and applaud myself for a job well done, I'm happy I never gave up in the first place happy that it was worth it, he's now more romantic than ever, my babies won't stop praising Xacky for getting them the best daddy in the world, he was the youngest billionaire daddy. I can't forget the excitement that was on Nicklaus parent's face when they learnt that we are back together, all of a sudden Nicklaus's father got healed and was now back at the Michaelson's mansion, they were overjoyed to be with their grandchildren too and my baby boys were so excited to know they have grandparents from both sides,

She turned and walked out before he could reach her. Downstairs felt like a different world. Quieter. The food still on low heat. The wine on the counter breathing for a dinner that was never going to happen. She moved through all of it like someone walking through the remains of something. Picked up her Rolex from the table. Held it for a moment. One million dollars. Months of saving. For a man currently at the top of the stairs with her best friend. She put it in her bag. Picked up the ginare wine. Turned off the cooker because even in that moment some part of her was practical enough not to burn his house down, which was honestly more than he deserved.

“Ma’am, I have news that will brighten you,” “Spill,” I ordered, my eyes glued to my phone. He handed me a flash drive with the name Hart Dynamics written boldly on it. “What is this,” I asked. “I’m sure you will love to open it, ma’am,” I dismissed him with my finger—as soon as he shut the door, I bolted to my table and grabbed my laptop, I pushed the flash in and opened the document. A multi-billion-pound technology empire. Owned entirely by Jalen Hart—my ex-husband.

Why not to a billionaire? Little did I know that five years later, I'd still be a sick billionaire's virgin wife. My pussy was still throbbing, traitorously wet from having cum in front of my step son moments ago. I gulped and tried to crawl backward like a wounded animal, but he lunged at me, one big hand fisting in my long brunette hair.

“Like they didn’t just understand my taste, they understood me. It had to have been you.” “It had to be me. I’m your best friend.” Jess bumped her shoulder into mine with a smug grin. “Who knew dating a billionaire could take you from homeless to homeowner in record time? I seriously need to find myself one of those, ASAP.”

I murmured and stood up. "C'mon, Wendy, he's your friend! And do you know the best part?" she asked, and despite not wanting to look at her, I did and asked, "What?" "He likes you so much. Can't you see how much the boy is all over you?! He's an heir, baby girl. If your relationship with him goes well, you'll become the wife of a billionaire! Are you even seeing this from the perspective I'm seeing, honey?" she pressed, her tone tinged with excitement and ambition.