Novel & Cerita Doted By My Billionaire Husband Dailymotion

Not now, buddy, we have a lot of things planned out for her today. She finishes the pancakes and takes a bite out of the muffins, chewing carefully. A sliver of nerves passes through me, and I internally facepalm myself. I'm Julian Blackwood, Forbes' number one self-made billionaire, and I'm here getting nervous over my wife's reaction to my muffins. "Well… do you like it?" She looks back at me, her blank face fading away as her brilliant smile replaces it. "This is so good!," she giggles, jumping into my embrace.

Her fingers were shaking so badly that she kept hitting the wrong numbers. "Come on, come on," she muttered to herself, trying to steady her hand. Finally, she got the number right and hit the call button. "911, what's your emergency?" a calm voice answered. Katherina took a deep breath. "Please help me. My husband.... he has collapsed and he is not responding." "What is your address?" ...

“First of all, I am sorry for not inviting you to my wedding. You know my husband wants our wedding to be private and it was so sudden on my part too that is why I did not manage to inform you about it so I apologized to you for that." "About my husband, his name is Alexander Montilva and yeah, he is kind and I am living with him at his condo now and you don’t have to worry because I am perfectly fine here,” I simply said to them. And the moment they heard the name of my husband, the two girls are very shocked while Brian is just frowning right now. “You mean, Alexander Montilva, the owner of Montilva Corporation and the ever famous young billionaire in town?” Celine asked with a shocked fac

I asked as I was starting to freak out. I can't be married to the hidden billionaire. It’s so unbelievable to be real. “My husband is Ricardo?” “The richest hidden billionaire in our city?” "I don't believe you" i shook my head. "Drake!”he turned to his driver. “ can you take a u turn to any nearest mall? I can't bring my wife home dressed up like this" he ignored me as he instructed his driver on what to do next. My cheeks slightly burnt when he called me his wife.

" Ava's eyes filled up. --- _DAY 757: THE SPEECH_ 9:00 PM. Total raised: `42 Million` Double the target. Damian on stage. Ava beside him. Damian: "I became a billionaire 10 years ago. But today is the first time I felt rich." Silence. "Because today my wife showed the world that power isn't in money. It's in colors." He held Ava's hand. "This is Ava. My wife. Mother of my 3 children. And the soul of my foundation." Ava started crying.

I look at the floor, suddenly feeling more embarrassed and awkward. "Raina...?" she puts her hand on my shoulder "Uh...I can't afford that". I said, keeping my eyes on the ground. "Oh honey, your husband is a celebrity doctor and a fucking multi-billionaire, and you are saying you can't afford a dress worth just some thousand dollars".

She sounded excited, but I was about to drop a bombshell. "My parents have arranged a marriage for me with Zac Rogen Walker." I blurted out the news without beating around the bush. I was deafened by my friend's loud scream. She was still thrilled! That girl is crazy! "My God! I'm so excited, girl! Is this the Mysterious Billionaire who always keeps his face hidden, even in TV or radio interviews?" she asked excitedly. "Yes, who else? You're still thrilled? If only we knew how ugly that old man is! And of all people, he chose me to marry!" I exclaimed dramatically.

"Can we travel around the world?" "Sure." He was in a good mood and agreed readily. The company wouldn't go bankrupt without him for two or three months. "Hey, you're really good." She turned and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Why 'hey'? You've forgotten already? Little creature with no conscience." She pouted, "Husband..." The words "husband" were uttered with a slight blush on her fair face. Her shy demeanor and the way she called him like that stirred his emotions. Unable to resist, he lowered his head and kissed her passionately...

I had finished dinner, and was watching a show, when he came in. “I saw your messages,” he said as he walked into my room. He was still in his ash-coloured jacket and white shirt, his hair neatly combed back as if he had just left the house. A few strands lay across his forehead. He slid his hands into his pockets, his face unreadable as he strode toward me in slow, calculated steps. I still found it unbelievable that this billionaire was now my husband. “You’re welcome. I knew you’d love it. Besides, you now carry the Ellison name— you should look the part. They’re the sort of things you signed up for.” He sat beside me on the bed, close enough that I could smell him.

I asked. “Yes you already have. His name is Dravor Dawyro Alicco and he's a CEO of one of a huge and successful company here in New York. Moreover he's the one’s, which are the most wealthy and successful businessman in the country, which makes him a multi-billionaire. Okay forget it I'm gonna call him,” she uttered as she exit through the door of the room. ‘Husband? Me? I have a multi-billionaire husband? You've gotta be kidding me. I need to find a way to escape.’