El Yerno Millonario Novels & Stories

I still could not believe I had almost a whole complete family and grandma told me they were all dead. "There's someone I want to introduce you to, Laura." He said to her, Then, he looked from her to me, and I rolled my eyes. "Oh, her? We already met." She said, flashing her white set of teeth to me. I stared at her without a word. "You have?" He looked at me with a look of surprise evident on his face and in his voice. "Yes. She's Mrs. Xavier Lowell, the lady that got married to the son of the billionaire Lowell in—"

I said in agreement. "Let me ask you, what if you were the one, what would your answer be?". He asked. "I will say no with immediate effect". I replied without thinking. "You don't even think about it before answering me". He said laughing. "Yes I don't have to think about it because I know what I want, I won't let any marriage destroy my future. If we are poor today, I will work hard to make us rich again". "You are silly, do you think you can restore everything?, do you even know how many years it takes dad to be where he is right now". He said laughing, I looked stupid.

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

The love of her life, the man she had spent eight years building dreams with was now celebrating his engagement to her stepsister. Worse still, Linia carried his child. Her stepsister is Pregnant With his baby. She felt like the floor beneath her feet was crumbling, but somehow, she remained standing. The ballroom was a blur of laughter and bright lights, but all she could see was the betrayal in front of her. The room spun in slow motion, voices fading into the background noise, leaving only thundering of her heartbeat in her ears. "How did it come to this?" she whispered, barely audible to herself.

“Ten million.” She dropped the biscuit. “You WHAT?!” “I—won—the—lottery,” I repeated slowly, watching her eyes nearly pop out. “But… I died. Sort of. And came back. Long story. Bleach. Knives. Betrayal. Not the point right now.” She looked at me like I’d just told her I dated a carabao. “Anak. You’re telling me you have ten million dollars?” “Yes.” “And you came to my house? To show me this?”

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

I complain. EJ spun around and looked at me. He grinned. "Ten Million is just your coin, Sir." said the young man. I frowned. "I'm not a millionaire." "No, because you're a billionaire!" EJ's words made me want to roll my eyes. "My salary in National Geography is not that big. It's impossible to be the billionaire you're talking about," I answered. "So don't brain me." The man turned and went inside the Employee's Room. I still followed. EJ was mumbling but all I understood from what he said was "family" and "filthy rich".

“I am trying to figure it out, Emmy. Huracio did a lot of things. A lot of things. Like when he surprised me with diner in bed. How he stayed up all night when I was sick, how he made sure I had everything I needed before I even asked for them. He bought me a house and gave me a honeymoon in Milan. He gives me 5 million every month as pocket money ….” “What did you say?” Emilia blinked at me, looking shocked. “I said…” “Your monthly allowance is 5 million? Did I hear wrong? Is that what you said?” Yes.” “You have that much money?” “yes.” “How long have you been married?” she started counting her fingers, while I watched in bewilderment.

she whispered when she could speak again, and sealed it with a kiss. Behind the backdrop of the happy wedding ceremony, an old female uninvited guest was looking at the newly double-wed couple, crying, saying to her heart, “I’m very sorry my triplets, my children, my life secrets will be buried with me. Once, I was an heir of a Billionaire Mafia Boss Emilio Bernardino, but, I chose to hide and live freely. Rocky Ace de Luna, Craig Gomez, and Montero Villar brought Anya to Italy. Where is Anya now?” XXX

My mother’s voice daily was another thing that kept me from losing my sanity. Also, in the past three days, I have learnt to avoid social media. The last time I checked, Chris was the headline. Billionaire Secret Baby, True or False? The Sanchez’s mystery Baby. The headline itself was shocking but the content was horrible. It was about all things about Chris and how the society doubted if he was truly Kingston’s son regardless of how they look alike. Not like, I care about what the society believes in or not. Towards the ending of the news, they bounced back at me, claiming I only wanted a part of the billionaire wealth and that was why I brought a fake baby. They knew my name, and thing