My Billionaire Husband Sebastian Klein Novels & Stories

I really wasn’t in my right state of mind and all I want right now is to see Lexi and my children. “I know about Celine,” he started and I lifted my gaze to meet him, “what is she asking for?” He asked. “That we get married and I sign off my properties to her.” I responded, I couldn’t keep up with the act anymore. I felt weak and I needed help and if Andrei can help me, I don’t see a reason why I should stop him from doing that. “Typical Celine,” he scoffed, “when she calls you’re going to tell her that you agree to everything and ask for a meet up.” He added.

I said to him propping my hands on my hips. "I will be meeting with Sebastian this Evening, I called him last night." I said to him and shanked away from him. "You what? After we both agreed that you would never call him. You are playing with fire.That family is powerful with a lot of money. His father wouldn't think twice in throwing you in prison, he always has the government on his side, or is it the Jones family. Everyone knows that man is the number one Billionaire consultant doctor here in Altona and his daughter is engaged to Sebastian." He scowed.

Max continued, “It’s not like we are rich like you. You’re a billionaire, Sebastian. I’m sure you can get a wife who belongs to the same world as you. So why my daughter? Answer me truthfully.” Sebastian met Max’s eyes without flinching. “I’ll also come to the point,” he said, his tone grave. “The truth is—I love her. I love her more than I love myself. There’s no motive behind this, Max.” He leaned forward, fingers loosely clasped. “As for being a billionaire... I wasn’t always one. You know that very well. I didn’t come from wealth. I built everything from scratch. I don’t care about money. I don’t want status. I want love. I want Petal.”

"My man! How have you been?" Jaylen couldn't believe Sebastian had grown into the hunk he is staring at. He had looked like he might have a stunt growth while they were growing up. Hugging him in return, Sebastian laughed heartily. "It's me man, no one else. You are looking so dashing I must say." Jaylen grinned. “Well...I can't help not to." They shook hands again. “Wow! It has been a long time man." Sebastian observed him closely. Jaylen obviously had a good life. He looked extremely wealthy and smelt like it. To think that one of the youngest prominent billionaire in America was standing right in front of him was a great privilege.

“Why? I love you, Stephanie. I want you to be my wife.” “Not now, Sebastian. This is the only person I know from your past. You never told me about your past. All I know is you are the son of the great Mr. Coleman, you own a company and you are a billionaire. There are other things we need to do before getting married. The first thing is knowing how to go about this thing with Rosabella, okay? I’m sorry.” “Where are you going?” He sprang to his feet after seeing Stephanie pick up her phone from the bed and head to the door.

How my parents made a pact with Adrain's parents and how they told me, and that am also getting married in two weeks. "You're getting married to Adrain Stone?" She looked at me like have grown two heads "Um... yeah?" I wonder why she was freaking out about him instead of the fact that am getting married. "You mean the hottest and most successful billionaire? The second richest man in America, Japan, Dubai, new Zealand and many more?" She asked already in a usual excited mood. I'm glad she's okay now but what is she ranting about "Don't tell me you don't know. Haven't you seen the news" she asked shaking me by my shoulders

She could sense that there was about to be a full blown fight between the mother and son as neither one of them was ready to give in to the other. "Charlotte is going to be my wife, you can't expect me to allow her to live in a cheap hotel," Sebastian argued. Charlotte marveled at Sebastian's statement. 'Cheap hotel?' The 'cheap hotel' Sebastian was referring to was a five star hotel meant exclusively for the extremely wealthy people and it cost ten thousand dollars per night but of course that amount was nothing to Sebastian who was a billionaire. "She isn't your wife yet; wait until she is your wife before you start living with her," Victoria clapped back.

A New Reality The next morning, Leila woke up in Adrian Kane’s penthouse. It was surreal. The place was massive—high ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows, modern decor with sharp edges and sleek lines. It was expensive without being ostentatious. Cold. Impersonal. Just like him. She pulled the sheets tighter around herself, still adjusting to the reality of it all. Yesterday, she had been an independent journalist, chasing one of the biggest stories of her career. Today, she was Adrian Kane’s wife. Her stomach twisted. She needed to remind herself that this was temporary. A business arrangement. Nothing more.

"You can’t say stuff like that! But seriously, why are we just lurking around here? The people in this house seem really rich." "Of course, they’re rich," Sebastian smirked. "Don’t you know whose house this is?" The assistant looked confused and shook his head. Sebastian tapped his fingers. "The the Cromwell family from New York—the richest in the country. And we share the same surname." "I get it!" The assistant’s attitude changed instantly. "Sebastian, I misjudged you! You’re trying to climb the social ladder, aren’t you?" Sebastian fiddled with his phone. "You can think of it that way."

That only seemed to provoke a raging mood in him as he retorted, "Someone else? Well, I surely ain't the type to make that mistake. But it seems to me that you have been left in the dark all along. But don't worry, I am sure to shed some light once I have him here begging at my feet." "Left in the dark? When he's here? I have no idea what you're saying," I replied, confusion and fear gripping my senses. "You won't, not now. Alright then, I am talking about your husband, the so-called Sebastian Hawthorne, the famous wealthy billionaire," he said, scoffing at the mention of Sebastian's name.