Doted By My Billionaire Husband Dailymotion Novels & Stories

I reply to her, sarcastically. "Married? Are you being serious?" She teased me. We sounded like we were in a movie scene. "Yes, Miss Dora, I am married to one of the billionaires in the country, and you expect me to keep searching around." I muttered as I gave off a rich, poised, and bossy lady vibe.

The room was thankfully unoccupied. “You bastard! I’ll have you jailed for this. What the fuck is wrong with you? You couldn’t wait until after the wedding to crawl up out of whatever hole you live in?” Tracy whispered furiously. “You lied to me,” Josh whined in an accusatory tone that sounded so ridiculous. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I saw your husband-to-be on TV and googled him. He is a freaking billionaire. How does a billionaire’s bride-to-be not have a hundred thousand dollars?” Josh asked. He was no longer slurring his words as much as he had before.

Kelly snaps as she moves towards them like a predator sizing up its pray "Queen. this loser she's the gum I walk on"Brittney shoots back If it wasn't because I'm pregnant I'd kill this slut personally "Look at the hotties that are coming over here Brey"Jesse points towards Adrian and the guys "Thats Adrian Dante his a fucking billionaire and my next husband" Brittney smirks lifting her boobs up and pulling her skin up showing her long tanned legs I raise my hand silencing the girls from speaking while I smirk

“It sounds like a good offer, but I couldn't make a decision that would affect my life and my future baby's life so easily. You have so many choices, why me?” “I observe you very closely, you are not curious and you don't meddle in other people's affairs, that is what I need in a wife, I believe when we are together, you will not cause me any trouble.” I thought for a moment, then asked, "Why do you need a wife and a baby, you know, you're a billionaire, our world is so different, I'm afraid I'll be in danger when I become your wife.” I had heard that there were a lot of billionaires who had close ties to the mafia. Not long ago Matthew was in a car accident, heaven knows if it was a real ac

I narrated her everything from the starting till the end and she was almost done laughing on floor. "Oh God! I didn't expect this all from you honestly." she says laughing "Apparently my husband that is the rising billionaire Mr.Aadhvik Tiwari loves his black jaguar more than his wife. I just used this weakness and played around!" I chuckled. "Finally you are accepting that he loves you too. Not more than his jaguar but he loves you isn't it?" Dua asks, "Nah! He doesn't love me nor I do. Maybe I loved him before but not now. You know well." I told the reality.

Here ishu just looks at him with teary eyes His mother lovingly carrsing her hair and speak up "don't worry this wedding is happen plz baby don't cry " She speak up in hiccups "but anty.... He love.. someone ... Else... And again cry this time his mother hug her and speak up "I know baby he love someone else but believe me soon he love you. You just have some patients" Here her mother have Happy tears to look at new bond between new daughte in law and mother in law. They broke the hug three ladies have tears but quickly wipe them out. Here he came back in living room with wide smile bcoz he thought that now his mission is successful but alas his mission is fail.

My eyes widened after scanning one of the first articles I saw online. I was right. Vladimir Lewis, my husband, is a fucking billionaire in his own rights!

"I..." "It didn't cause a dent, baby. You can take millions of dollars and I wouldn't even feel it. It's time you finally realise that you have a Billionaire beside you..." He grinned, leaned down, and whispered. "And you're one too." "You keep saying things like that and you'll end up on the streets, Mr Vitali," I said, my eyes still on the card. It suddenly felt heavy. Alexander laughed, throwing his head back. "I wouldn't even feel a thing if you were to take a billion, baby. That's how rich and powerful your husband is."

“So let me get this straight. Your ridiculously hot billionaire husband cooks?” “Yes.” “And you didn’t think to lead with that?” I burst out laughing, tugging her toward the next room. The home theater made her squeal. “You have a popcorn machine? Are you kidding me?” When we finally reached the indoor pool, she just stood there, staring. The glass walls overlooked the garden, the water sparkling in the afternoon sun. “You married a billionaire,” she whispered like it was the first time it had really hit her. “A billionaire with a spa.”