I Accidentally Hired A Billionaire Husband Novelas e Histórias

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.

If I did, my intrusive thoughts would win. “I’ll leave you two to your conversation,” I told both of them before I trudged up the stairs. Brandon knew better than to stop me. I wasn’t feeling sleepy earlier, but as soon as I lay on the bed, I wanted to sleep and wake up to find out that this part of my life was a nightmare. I made a phone call before I eventually drifted off to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I realized that my husband impregnating another woman was truly my reality.

And so, with a heavy heart and a voice that threatens to betray me, I utter the words that seal our fate. "I do." As the ring slips onto my finger, I can feel the weight of it settling like a shackle, binding me to a life that is not my own. And yet, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces and the swell of emotions, I only look for one person. The elegant lady who sat with the groom’s parents, her expression was unreadable, but her gaze was sharp, reminding me of the terms of our agreement. It was because of her that I was now privileged to wear a gown that I never thought I would, and it was because of her that I was pulled into a world that was vastly different from the one I had known all my l

But she knew it wasn't, and that scares her a lot. "Jackson, I am sorry to contact you this early. I perceive your morning to be pleasant since Jennie and you seem to have fixed your issues yesterday. However, the fellow you chatted with during the party is a billionaire, and he communicated with me this morning demanding a meeting with us at 11:00 am, concerning the proposal you introduced to him at the party." Steven said with a thrill in his tone.

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

I had to be strong. Unconsciously, I replayed the offer again. Marry a man I barely know. Live together as husband and wife for fourteen months. No emotion. No attachment. Just appearance. How could I manage that? But the amount was enormous. Millions of dollars. I could clear my parents’ debts, pay my sister’s medical bills, maybe even take her out of the hospital. I could start fresh build my own business. But at what cost? I knew the world of wealthy men was entirely different. Could I adapt? Could I survive? Could I keep my independence or would I become a pawn in a twisted game?

Frank kept talking. “What's funny is that after that, he never mentioned her again. He didn't tell us who she was, didn't volunteer any information, didn't complain about her, didn't talk about her, and eventually all of us assumed it had been some temporary obsession or some dramatic unrequited crush that would disappear once reality caught up with him.” His smile widened slightly. “We were spectacularly wrong.” For some reason my heart was beating faster now. “Because a few years later we realized that this supposedly over-it billionaire had somehow developed a habit of spending an unreasonable amount of time at an equestrian club, and when I say unreasonable, I mean the kind of unreasonab

I sat down and took a book and pen, Inspirations started flowing, I forgot to tell you, I really loved writing. A lady who lost her husband from a gunshot raid and was still mourning for him, surprisingly friend herself in the bed of a hot man not knowing it was her soon to be boss. Years later, she moved on and got employed in the top billionaire's company in City J. Soon she fell for him but didn't realize it was her husband. The truth soon comes to light, she refuses to forgive him for playing with her emotions, Would she go on with loving him the way he is or did she want the former him, Yeah... that's a good plot. "Name...name, Yh ..I didn't know Mr CEO was my husband".

I breathed out a sigh. “Ouch, that must have hurt. And you ran away and got in a car accident, of which it had been Chris Kingston, your current billionaire husband, that had been driving.” I nodded. He knew it all. Well, not all, but he was well-informed. “Recently, you came here, to the States, to find yourself; to be able to figure out your true purpose in life,” He continued. I was not completely satisfied with how he had placed that but I nodded nevertheless. “Sure, you can say that.”