My Accidental Husband Is A Billionaire Novels & Stories

VICTOR.... I'm not surprised by her question; I was expecting it. I held her by the waist and nuzzled her cheeks. "I'm Victor Salazar Dubov, your husband. Do you have any doubt about that?" She looked up and slowly shook her head. "No, but I'm confused." She looked around. "Are you really connected to the Chairman?" Her brows furrowed as she started scratching her nose. "I'm not connected to the Chairman; I'm the Chairman," I replied truthfully. There is no point in hiding anymore. Now she's my wife, and since we've decided to give our relationship a chance, I need to be honest about my identity.

The guest list was limited, as my colleagues were still unaware of my true identity. Delanie and Declan, my siblings, were thriving. Delanie bore a striking resemblance to our mother, while Declan was a spitting image of our father, creating a noticeable contrast. Despite this, I miraculously had my father's eyes, dispelling any doubts about my parentage. After dancing with my mom, I shared a dance with Delanie, Aunt Nora, and finally Octavia, who arrived with her husband and five-year-old son to celebrate with me. “Roger, you are now officially the youngest billionaire CEO with a net worth of eight hundred billion. The world must hear about you today," Dad said, but I refused.

After three heartbreaking failed inseminations, a neglected wife discovers that her husband has been secretly sleeping with her sister and intends to replace her with the woman carrying his child. Her world collapses when she learns her final insemination succeeded—but the baby belongs to a billionaire stranger whose sperm was mistakenly used by the fertility clinic. The billionaire immediately claims responsibility for his unborn child and refuses to let the pregnant woman face the scandal alone. What begins as an arrangement to protect an heir slowly becomes a love neither of them planned for. Meanwhile, the husband who rejected her discovers that the wife he considered worthless poss

I think I would also use this opportunity of Aaron's absence to have fun, focus on my life, start my own business and get my revenge on Asher and Brianna and then find out what really happened that night, I would also try to clear my name. Jessi and Mia who still looked like she had a beef with me stared blankly as I twisted my hair and thought about all these plans. "So.." I sat down and ordered them to sit beside me and they obeyed without asking any questions. "We didn't get to introduce ourselves property yesterday but that would be later. You know when I met my husband, I didn't really know much about his background, our love story was very fast, we met at the hospital, became friends a

A frantic phone call with Aunt Beatrice and one impulsive decision later, I'd married a complete stranger. Adrian Blackwell. The ruthless billionaire who owned half the city's skyline. I sighed, pulling the duvet closer. My friends called me impulsive, and my parents called me a hurricane. But lying in a stranger's expensive bed, I couldn't ignore the magnitude of what I'd done. I'd tied my life to a predator. Whatever, I thought, closing my eyes. I'd made my bed, literally. Let the Ice King deal with the consequences. I was going to keep being me.

“It was an accident. A stupid night that got out of control.” “And now it’s a contract,” he said simply. “One that can save both of us.” I opened my mouth to argue but stopped. Because somewhere deep down, I knew he wasn’t wrong. If pretending to be his husband could solve his corporate disaster and keep me from drowning in hospital bills… maybe it wasn’t the worst deal in the world. But it still hurt to hear him talk about it like a transaction. Like I was just another number in his perfectly organized life. “Fine,” I muttered, grabbing the apple again. “I’ll play along. For now.”

And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortune. I turned to Eric slowly “You’re a billionaire,” I blurted, as I practically shoved my phone in his face. “You’re a billionaire heir. Why didn’t you tell me?!” He froze, eyes widening slightly as he saw the video. “Sienna, I—” “No, don’t ‘Sienna’ me! Why is the internet calling you a billionaire heir?!” He raised his palms gently, like he was approaching a startled animal. “Let’s breathe for a moment. We were about to go get breakfast. Why don't we eat first and I promise I’ll explain anything you want to know.”

After all, she was the one who was financially supporting him, practically devoting almost every cent of her income to him, and yet Jason dumped her. She was left broken and shattered, all alone, and she couldn't bear the thought of remaining at home and absorbing her misery any longer. She decided to get drunk and just let herself go. She visits a high-end nightclub. She ordered her drinks and promptly became intoxicated. While there, she met her accidental husband, the billionaire CEO of Richmond Hotels, Shawn Richmond, who offered her a job as a secretary in exchange for keeping their accidental marriage a secret. Of course, she accepted the offer. After all, they aren't in love with each

It was completely empty except for a single bed, a nightstand and a dresser, with a small table and a chair by the window. The man had more than enough money, and was rumored to have billions, yet he brought me here? I wasn’t even surprised. Clutching my arms tightly, I pressed my lips together, before sitting on the bed, still wearing my white wedding dress. I stared at the floor and hugged my arms around myself, letting the reality of my situation slowly settle into a mold in my head. This was never the kind of life I wanted for myself.

"She's now married, and her new family is a billionaire family, so why should she continue to work in our small company? Ace should take over the company, while She should begin to work for her new family and generate more opportunities to expand our company." "Now that you say it like that, it's quite convincing. However, I will need some time to think about it," he replied. He got off the bed and entered the bathroom to do his morning business. Martha sat on the bed with a smirk on her face, her plans were slowly perfecting. First, she has to make Rosaline leave the company to make room for her son, then she'd find ways to make her billionaire family kick her out. She didn't want to take a