Married To A Vegetative Billionaire Novels & Stories

Staring at the computer now I don't even know what to say, I scoff, definitely not a marriage of love if he looked at his wife that way. Also stated here that he is a billionaire who has wealth from investing in major shares of other companies after he founded his tech. Something brushes past my eyes and I click on the link, the accident of Katherine Anderson. It felt like my skin pickled at the sight of it and when I clicked the video, I'm watching as she is packed up in batches and the car was brutally destroyed. It was a miracle she survived, some comments had said. There was something about the way she survived, there was something I needed to know, which made it possible for me to be he

His face turned red, and his breaths became haggard, fierce veins were beginning to make way to his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. He was tired! Tired of what they called marriage. He was exhausted from being in a trap that was nothing close to happiness. He was a sad man, a depressed and unhappy married billionaire. Richard owned the largest bank in Southern California. Apart from that, he had other business establishments in some parts of the United States. He also owned a large winery, had shares in other top companies and made investments worth billions. No doubt, he was a young, rich, handsome, and successful man.

"I have a relative who was paralyzed in a car accident. Now he can move freely again after having the AI chip she developed implanted! "She's totally amazing! It's safe to say she's benefiting humanity!" "But I heard she's been married before." "So? What century is this? These aren't medieval times!" "Didn't the news used to report that this billionaire was dating many celebrities and heiresses? The scientist only had one previous marriage, so what's the big deal?" "Exactly! That's right! Stop being so sexist!" "Besides, the billionaire wants to be with her and thinks she's worth it. They don't need your approval!"

"Oh no, I'm good. I'm not hungry." "What do you mean you're not hungry? Your husband gave us his card to do as we please, and now you're saying you're not hungry? You can get anything you want." "Husband? What's going on?" "I got married," Alice smiled. "You got married? When? To who? Do I know him?" "Yes. You may know him. Travis Osborne. It's been a few months, but it's been the best few months of my life." "Wait. That Travis Osborne? That CEO that was featured in Worbes or something?"

Carmen replied, kissing his lips softly. With their hearts full of purpose and love for each other, Kay and Carmen, the billionaire power couple, went to bed that night with moans of pleasure, romance and beauty of their intimate moment as one, knowing that their wealth was a force for good in the world, and that their love and dedication to each other and their charitable endeavors would continue to define their extraordinary lives.

He said. "You want to buy a new one, that fast?" I asked, looking surprised. I remembered when my Dad was still alive, our TV got faulty, and it like weeks before my Dad was able to repair it, but Mavis, it's not even up to twenty four hours his TV got smashed to the ground, and he is already ordering another TV, which might cost thousands of dollars. "Money isn't my problem, Denise" He said, and that's when I remembered that I am married to a billionaire, who is the CEO of one the most popular food companies in America.

He's just too lazy to change, I thought, while I opened the fridge to get a bottle of water. I'm Elena Walker, 25, with a killer shape and pretty face. My husband William Tyson and I got married five years ago. He was the epitome of opulence and grace. With a networth that rivaled small countries, and a demeanour as cold as the Arctic, he was a formidable force in the business world.

He Instructed with stern in his eyes. His coldness made Abigial kill the urge of trying to question why he had sent breakfast for her after letting her cry all night. She cursed herself for being such a heavy sleeper . " You will stay at home until I find something for you." " I will be a housewife?" She returned back to the bed. " A billionaire's house wife." He corrected, " A lot of Ladies want this and you got it." Abigail eyed him through her glasses, not disappointed by his words. He had always had fun ridiculing her and it wasn't something new now.

"AM innovations head Abhiman Malhotra.. means my husband who has been helping my mom in our business. Oh god! How come I didn't know about it yet? He is a billionaire and one of the richest men in Mumbai. Then why mom explained him as a village man? Why she kept this matter from me?.", I held my head in my hands as my body shuddered against the door terrified by the truth. "When he is a billionaire, handsome and have a lot of girls dying behind him. Then why did he want to stay in the marriage with me? He could have get any woman at his feet with a snap of a finger, but still he prefers to keep our forced childhood marriage instead of those billionaire girls who are mad all over him.", I clu

Straightening back up his hand snaked around me cupping my butt and lips mashed against mine in a dominant kiss. Breaking apart we resumed our walk to the front as I stared at the man of my dreams, a smile possessing my lips on its own. His posture straight and expression stolid as he delivered short nods at the familiars. For the world he was still the arrogant, domineering billionaire people thought thrice to cross path with, but for me he was the sweetest, devoted and loving husband.