Doted By My Billionaire Husband Dailymotion นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Yeah thanks thats money talking “, I said. “You married Charlie Hearth? Like everyone knows he is a sad billionaire, he doesn’t show his face at all, because he is sad and thats who you married? Because of money? But you’re not poor Alice, you’re doing real good for yourself, like why would you do that to yourself?”. “I just got retired by my “sad billionaire husband “ he asked me not to go to work anymore unless it’s by invitation, and Im getting an extra 2 million to do that, I don’t care what you think “.

When the crowd began to thin, Damion leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear in what appeared to be an affectionate gestures but his words sent a cold chill down her spine. “Just so you know, this marriage was a business deal,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. “Now we’re almost done with the charade, I thought you should know that I own you now and you are to do exactly as I say or else your parents will suffer if you refuse me, and I’m sure you love your parents so much than to watch them suffer.”

I wonder what Adrain thinks about me. From his reaction and behavior, it's obvious he doesn't like me. Great my life is going to be like a fucking W*****d story. The billionaire husband maltreats the girl who falls in love with him first then, later he falls for her and they live happily ever after. We all moved to the living room after dinner. They discussed about business while I on the other hand sat there completely bored and left out from their conversation. This stupid dress was starting to itch I was thinking when Taylor spoke up

"Ms. Whitmore. Will you marry me? Will you become Mrs. Ellsworth?" My eyes filled. I held out my hand, smiling wide enough to hurt. "I will." (The End)

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.

He was running after me to catch me. "You can't catch me. Ethan Woods," I turned to face him once more. "Mrs. Woods, you are fully aware of your husband's passion for victory." With his arms around my waist, he said. Oh no, how am I going to get away from this hulk's hold? "Now I'm going to apply this miracle sand to my loving wife's delicate waist to make it even more delicate." He covered every edge of my waist with the sand he had gathered in his fist.

He was a fricking billionaire but all the money in the world couldn't find her and her supposed lover or their whereabouts. And here she was now,almost 7 years later trying to upheaval his emotions and his life. His thoughts drifted to Alina who must be patiently waiting back home for him.A wife who he had married out of convenience but had begun to see her little quirks.She loved to dance barefoot in the kitchen,she loved cooking so much,it was something she did in her pass time and she was an amazing cook and baker. She gave really good advice and was well-educated.She was emotional and dramatic,but all women were like that.Even Paulina.

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

Lucky shrieked as she slapped Cherokee's arm. "I signed a contract, a marriage contract with Beck, he's giving me money, and other things, when the contract is over he will give me twenty thousand," Cherokee stated as she started pacing around the small room they both shared. "A marriage contract?!" Lucky bellowed as she got up from the bed and walked over to Cherokee gripping her arms. "So this, isn't even real? Your relationship?" "Perhaps I can make it real," Cherokee wished as she made her way to her dresser to get the last of her clothing into her suitcase.

“I’m glad. And how’s Emily? Hope she isn’t bothering you too much. I’m sorry I was unable to come pick her up today like I promised.” “Oh nonsense. You know that our little angel is always welcome to stay with us as long as she needs.” “Thanks ma.” I replied. “But what is this I hear about your husband being a millionaire or something like that?” She asked, changing the subject with precise expertise that was peculiar only to the Jones’ household. He was actually a billionaire but I didn’t feel the need to correct her, ignorant being bliss and what not. “Yeah well, that happened.”