My Accidental Husband Is A Billionaire Novels & Stories

" A voice said which made everyone to be quite instantly. People nearly go crazy to see the famous Billionaires on stage, especially Collins Reed Walter.... "How to see my grand child and my daughter on stage" Mrs Walker said. "Granny" Kiara screamed as she ran into her embrace. Vivienne, Piper, Riley, Grace, Kimberly and the rest couldn't control how happy they were. "I never knew she's famous like this" Collins said and everyone burst into a round of laughter. "I'm famous, my daughter is famous, my unborn child is famous already." Collins said with a wide smile and continue."I'm an extrovert but my wife is an introvert." He said with a cute and breath taking smile.

"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

I asked as I was starting to freak out. I can't be married to the hidden billionaire. It’s so unbelievable to be real. “My husband is Ricardo?” “The richest hidden billionaire in our city?” "I don't believe you" i shook my head. "Drake!”he turned to his driver. “ can you take a u turn to any nearest mall? I can't bring my wife home dressed up like this" he ignored me as he instructed his driver on what to do next. My cheeks slightly burnt when he called me his wife.

After seeing Ryan and hurting all over again, I was unable to be on my own, and I would end up soaking my pillows with tears. As I stood on the porch of Lucas's new duplex, I wondered just how rich he was to afford such a thing. Perhaps Joan was right. Lucas was a billionaire! Maybe he was involved in money laundering, and things got hot, which is why he was in Woodstock! Oh, Ariel! Stop thinking about the man. I sighed, pressing the call button on the wall. I had spent one week thinking about his offer, and unable to come up with any other options, I decided to take it.

Advika felt happy that her husband agreed with her because this is her. **A handicapped wife of the richest billionaire of the country.** ********** ********** Let me know your thoughts about my book in the comment section. With Love, Author The Cloud.

At least that way, Mike Green would never be able to contact her. But he was a fucking billionaire, and the town was a tiny one. Finding her would be a piece of cake in exchange for a million dollars plus jail time. She just amplified her problems by a thousand notches with her now false promise. Kal was gone into thin air, with no traces. He had no social media to track, it was going to be a miracle for the nineteen year old to find him outside of Wisconsin.

"Go... continue your... I mean your friend's story." I sighed and I continue the story. "When she woke up and realize everything that happened, she decided to forget everything and just continue with her plans. She will just quietly solve her stupid mistakes when the time comes. But then she met the guy again and that guy keeps on calling her wife and acting like a real husband." "Well, technically he is the real husband of your friend." Mara butted in. "Yes. But it only happen because my friend is drunk and she is not in her right mind to make a decision."

Wife…Even if it’s temporary, even if it was an accident, even if he’s still planning to leave. “Temporary wife,” I argue. I can't be swept up by what he says…I'm sure this is all one big joke to him and once our three months are up he would not want anything to do with me anymore. A billionaire and the girl he accidentally married in Vegas. I’m not sure if I belong in his world, but right now, I’m inside it…and I don’t know how to feel about that. “It doesn’t matter. She disrespected you. That’s not something I can let slide.”

Cameras flashed like fireworks, and journalists sprang to their feet, but I didn't care. I stared at my husband with my eyes cold and my hands still burning from the impact of the slap. He touched his face slowly; he was stunned. “Vanessa—” he began. But I cut him off with a tap on my phone. The voice note echoed through the ballroom speakers, slicing through the air like a blade. “I want your wife to know that I'm one month pregnant with your child. I'm tired of hiding.” The voice wasn't just anyone's. It was Sabrina’s. My best friend. And she was standing right there in her emerald gown with her lips curled up in a devilish smirk, and then I turned to face my husband.

"Oh, no. No, no, no. Do you even know what you just did?!" I opened my mouth to answer, but she wasn’t done. "Kurtis freaking Otias! That’s the richest bachelor in Kenya—the only son of Martin L. Otias! One of the biggest tycoons in this country! Do you have any idea how rare this man is?!" I could only nod. Genny sucked in a deep breath, pacing the living room as if the weight of my marriage was too much for her to handle. "Okay, girl," she exhaled sharply. "What have you done?"