Her Hidden Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

“Call me.” “Have you seen it?” “We need to talk.” All I asked for is a peaceful life, can I ever get it? I took a deep breath and opened the first text from Lily. "Have you seen the article? Call me ASAP." What article? I scrolled through my notifications and found a link to New York Social, the city's premier gossip magazine. The publication every wealthy family reads over breakfast while pretending they didn't. The headline made my stomach drop. "ASHFORD HEIRESS RETURNS: Kate Taylor Joins Father's Empire After Bitter Divorce."

“We can’t let them win by living in fear.” He looked at her, the corners of his mouth twitching into a tired smile. “You always know what to say.” “Because I know you,” she said simply. “And because I believe in us.” He squeezed her hand—and for a brief moment, the storm faded. Then the TV screen flickered to life. Breaking News: Exclusive—Inside the Billionaire’s Secret Life! The broadcast showed a blurred clip—Ethan and Maya, laughing over dinner. The same footage from the flash drive.

“First, I'd like to confirm something. You two were married?” I set down my pen. “Yes,” I answered. “Five years ago.” “And your divorce has been legally finalized?” “Yes.” Henry turned to Rafael. “Can you confirm that?” “Yes.” Henry nodded without making a big deal out of it. I appreciated that. After the Moretti family, I'd developed a mild allergy to rich people who felt the need to put on a whole moral performance every time they learned something about another woman's personal life. “Claire,” Henry said, “what have we done regarding the disclosure of that relationship?”

My husband loves me… he just doesn’t want the world to see. But why must he hide it? His family despises me, treating me as less than human. Still, I married Damian, not them. I can endure their hatred as long as he loves me. Yet tonight, he holds another woman’s hand. Perhaps the one his mother always dreamed for him. I clutch my chest, closing my eyes briefly as I breathe. I should stop thinking nonsense or I’ll ruin today’s celebration. “Just smile like you always do,” I mutter, curling a wide smile on my lips.

A confidential review had been closed. And now an agreement between their mothers had emerged from the shadows. "What if the agreement explains why my mother was connected to yours?" she whispered. "Then we find it." "And if your father doesn't want us to?" Damien's gaze hardened. "Then he can explain why." Amara looked at the billionaire standing before her. She had entered his world believing that money would solve her problems. Instead, she was discovering that wealth could conceal secrets just as easily as it could open doors.

"Sophia... you came..." Then she saw behind Sophia - Ethan Blackwood, tall, in $10,000 suit, standing in her small, dirty hospital room with his lawyers, looking at her mother like she was his own queen. "Who...?" Helen whispered. "Mama, this is Ethan," Sophia cried, tears falling. "Lily's papa. My husband." Helen's eyes widened. She tried to sit. "Lily's... papa? The... billionaire?" Ethan stepped forward. He didn't look like a billionaire now. He knelt - Ethan Blackwood knelt on dirty hospital floor - and took Helen's other hand, the one without tubes.

Between them, Lucas in a tiny suit, holding both their hands. A perfect family. A magazine cover. The picture I had once believed I would be in. My eyes dropped to the comments. Vanessa is such a devoted mother. He is lucky to have her. Where was the first wife though? Probably a gold digger, good riddance. Gold digger. A sound tore out of me, half laugh, half sob. A passing woman glanced over and quickened her step. Five years of my life, erased. And not one person was asking where I had gone.

“The man who ordered your father's murder.” He turned toward Adrian. “And the man who has been secretly financing your company for the past three years.” Adrian went completely still. Richard leaned toward Elena. “Your husband has been protecting you from the wrong enemy.” Then he pressed the remote one final time. The screen showing Daniel went black. A gunshot rang out through the speakers. Elena screamed. And Adrian's phone vibrated. A message appeared from an unknown number. THE FIRST HART IS DEAD. A second message followed. NOW ASK YOUR WIFE WHAT SHE DID TO THE SECOND ONE.

But don't worry, it will be revised soon so it's comfortable to read. Season 1 of The Hidden Billionaire is over, readers. I'll be back for season 2, readers, but probably won't be as fast as the season 1 update. Thank You, Zila Aicha

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.