Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby Novels & Stories

“What do you mean by ‘the one’?” My cheek burned, I couldn't bring myself to say it. But I had to. No way I could figure things out on my own. “The one… from that night,” my voice cracked and I facepalmed myself. Stella paused. Stood with her hands on her waist. Paced in the room for a few seconds. Then paused again “No.” I nodded. Her eyes widened. “No way.” “You’re telling me the billionaire museum man is the rogue?” I buried my face in my hands.

right when a title filled the screen. The billionaire's next conquest? The screen went back to the studio in a close up to one of the hosts, which made reading her lips much easier. "The Brownings are famous for keeping a low profile. The young heir even more so than the rest of his family. The billionaire who was known for his diversified and flashy flames, which very rarely lasted, ranging from tall blonde models to red headed actresses. His love life has been a secret to the press. But very recently, there were numerous rumours about his relationship with an unknown brunette who looks very different from his previous partners. The woman's identity is still unknown, but sources say that sh

The people there murmured and made side eyes which made her uncomfortable. “Lyssa, I think we should leave.” She whispered, holding Lyssa's hands. “No, we aren't leaving.” Scarlet walked up to a female teen who had eyes on her since she had entered. “Mind telling me why you all are looking at me?” Scarlet asked her sincerely. “Uhmm, it's just that, it's everywhere on the news and internet that you stole from the famous billionaire family and that you are his ex wife.”her voice quavered.

He realised that fact when he found their signed contracts lying in his desk drawer that morning when he was searching for something. "That means...?" she whispered, still reeling with shock. "That means you are the wife of Asher Morrison, and the only daughter in law of the Morrison family. You are Mrs. Morrison" he revealed. He could only see her shock, but he is pleased by this knowledge. Surprisingly he didn't panic when he saw the unregistered contract and at the realisation that he is married. Infact, it made his heart feel warm. That's one other reason why he was pissed to see Aria react so casually about Chloe.

"We go home. And we start planning how to end this war for good." But as we turned toward the exit, my phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. The same number that had been haunting me since the beginning. You should have taken the deal. Now Valentina has something you'll never get back. Check the news. The world already knows your secret. I opened the browser with trembling fingers. The headline screamed across the screen, and my heart stopped. Moretti Heiress Exposed: Secret Marriage, Secret Child, and a Bloodline That Could End the Mafia as We Know It.

But when she'd raised it hesitantly over breakfast three days into their arrangement, he'd only glanced up from his tablet, mildly puzzled by the question. "Why would I ask you to close it?" "Because it doesn't exactly fit the image," she'd said. "Billionaire's wife, flour under her nails, minimum-wage staff." "The image," he'd said, in that flat, precise voice of his, "is whatever I decide it is. Keep the bakery, Elena. I didn't marry a woman I intended to cage." It was, she suspected, the closest thing to kindness he knew how to offer — and it had unsettled her more than she wanted to admit, how easily he'd granted her something she'd braced herself to fight for.

“BREAKING: Miller Global CEO Sierra Miller Spotted with Mystery ‘Shadow’ Partner at Private Estate.” “The Rogue Queen’s New King? Inside the Secret Life of the Supernatural World’s Most Powerful Woman.” Kaelen’s hand froze. He swiped the screen open, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The lead image on The Supernatural Insider wasn't a grainy paparazzi shot. It was high-definition, taken from a long-range lens aimed at the glass balcony of Sierra’s mansion.

I further turn into a stone, I can feel all color drain from my face. Eddy picks up the magazine. His eyes narrow at the cover. He looks at me, then back at the page. “What the hell is your face doing on GQ? And who’s this guy?” Mom’s voice is silk over steel. “Why don’t you read the caption, Edward?” Eddy reads aloud: “BILLIONAIRE ALEX LOGAN”S CONTRACT MARRIAGE: WIFE ACCUSED OF INFIDELITY.” A dead sea of silence fills the room. My bladder suddenly fills up and the urge to find the closest restroom and pee becomes overwhelming. I wish I hadn’t come home.

He was headed towards healing and it’s the best part of our relationship. He suddenly stopped on his track when his phone vibrated. He placed me on the sofa and brought it out. “What’s that?” I asked once I saw him smirk. He brought the phone close to my face so as to see it. “BUSINESS MOGUL, DEREK MILLER HAS BEEN IN AN ENTANGLEMENT WITH SCOVANI’S PRIME MINISTER, FAJRA DEXTER WHILE PREGNANCY ALLEGATIONS ARE CURRENTLY GOING AROUND”

Shortly after that, he grabbed his coffee and slipped out of the cafe unnoticed. On my way back to the office, the only thing on my mind was what I had just discovered about Bella. She was a famous cardiologist yet had managed to keep her identity under wraps. She was the head of a leading health care company and from my calculations, a very wealthy woman so I still found it hard to believe that she had stayed married to me, even allowed my family to walk all over her when she was someone that powerful.