Love For Hire Married To A Hidden Billionaire Romane & Geschichten

He fires. I bolt up, “My husband, you, I am not hooking up with anyone; he legally belongs to me, and I didn’t go cheating around while having a faithful partner.” He hissed, “Oh please, Riley, let’s be realistic; you never loved me. It was always what I had, and since you got your pussy around my boss’s dick, you couldn’t resist, especially because he is the country’s top billionaire. It was always for the money. If you had any ounce of respect and love for me, you would never be with another man—“

Every single thing. Every search ended up with the same summary. The golden boy turned billionaire CEO- perfect record, perfect life, perfect company He had never even gone against the traffic regulations. I could not find the tiniest dirt on him. He had never been involved in scandals. He had never abused any woman, evaded Tax or done business with a criminal. His record was so clean, the Press had to start making up rumors about his perfectly covered dark secret that no one seemed to know. He had no reason for him to marry me- for him to tie himself down with someone he did not like, with a contract marriage.

And I know from now on, we will live happily with each other, together with our twins Xian and Xasha, as I have realized that love indeed moves in a mysterious way. The End *** Author’s Note Wife for Hire is the second billionaire romance book I completed writing. And I am proud of myself because of that. *pats myself at the back* Supposedly, this is my first billionaire romance book. It took me a couple of months to finish this book since I first wrote this before Paid to the Billionaire. Yet, I don’t know how and why but I managed to finish the latter first.

He was starting to wonder if hate was the only thing between them. It all went up in smoke one night. They had just come back from yet another charity event, the cold mask of perfection still in place on their faces. Asher ripped the bowtie from around his neck, letting it fall on the marble floor. "I can't do this anymore," he snapped. "I can't keep pretending for them — for you." Damien stood across the room, his fists clenched. "You think this is easy for me?" Damien growled. "You believe I wanted this wedding? You believe I wanted to be married to a Collins?"

Blue sat at the table coloring quietly, unaware that the headlines had already started spreading. I looked down at my screen. BLACKWOOD DIVORCE SECRETS RESURFACE Hidden Child Rumors Surround Billionaire CEO Sources Question Timeline of Marriage Collapse Jesus Christ. The leak had spread faster than I expected. I opened the article anyway. Mistake. They framed Elara exactly the way I knew they would. Quiet wife. Mysterious disappearance. Speculation about infidelity. Questions about paternity timelines carefully disguised as “industry curiosity.” Cowards. Every single one of them.

"She didn't choose independence, Alex. She chose a billionaire tech mogul. She forgot you the second she didn't need your kitchen anymore." The words landed. I watched them land. Alex turned away from me and looked at the bookshelf. His hands were at his sides and very still. "That's not what happened," he said. "No? Then tell me what happened. You loved her for ten years. You gave her a job when she had nothing. You built something together. And then Devan Cole appeared with his platform and his money and his patience and you were replaced. Not because you weren't enough. Because you were available and he was novel."

she hissed immediately, her eyes wide with fear. “No, not about Lucas. Not yet. But he forced a marriage contract on me. It was ten million dollars or losing the company and going to court. Mia, I had to sign it. I’m his wife now, his fake wife, and I have to move into the penthouse tonight.” Mia looked ready to faint. “Are you insane? You’re going to live with him? The one man who could recognize Lucas in a heartbeat? What about the hacking?"

His hand found mine. "They could arrest us. Charge us with murder. With conspiracy. With something." "Then we hire a good lawyer." "We cannot afford a good lawyer. We sold the company. The money is going to charity." "Then we find a lawyer who believes in justice. They exist." Liam laughed. A real laugh. Loud and unexpected. "You are insane." "I am practical. There is a difference." He kissed my knuckles. One by one. "I love you, Ellie Harper." "I love you too, Liam Sterling."