Novel & Cerita My Billionaire Husband Wants An Open Marriage

“Thank you for saying that.” “Of course,” he said. “We’re a family.” I nodded as I continued to watch Scarlett, making my father laugh with something cute she said. “Yeah…we’re a family.” Next in the series… My husband of two years tells me he wants an open marriage. I'm stunned. I'm hurt. And I'm livid. I don't want to be married to a man who wants to open our bed to other people. But then I get a flat tire in the pouring rain and a sexy-as-hell gentleman helps me out.

My husband is a billionaire. I’m not saying this to brag about how luxurious my daily life is. I just have one question—do all billionaires cheat? Like right now, his head is buried against the 36D breasts of a young woman sitting on his lap. From where I stand, the two of them look like some kind of ultra–postmodern sculpture titled Interrupted Sex. Before his hand could pull that blonde’s dress all the way up to her chest, I pushed open the door. Enough. I’m not some voyeur into multi-partner arrangements—especially not when the man in the scene is my own husband.

he continued, “ now the wedding is complete. That part of the plan is done and dusted. But the companies. the empire are not yours yet.” Xavier stiffened and said in a strange voice. “What do you mean, sir? We have fulfilled every condition. Every clause. And The wedding is now official.” Mr. Blackwood’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Official, yes is true. But I sense deception and some art of Lying. Your marriage lacks one essential truth And evidence.” My heart skipped. “What truth, sir?” I ask not politely. “You have not solidified your bond with a strong evidence,” he said bluntly. “Until you produce an heir proof that this marriage is real in every sense the Blackwood empire will not

He boasted and I stared at him for a minute before laughing softly. The smug smile on his face vanished as I laughed, like he had just said something very funny. “Oh, Nathan. You're funny. And guess what, you're right. My husband is such a loving and doting man, he loves spending his money on me. I mean, he's a billionaire after all.” I said softly and he stiffened for a moment, his brows furrowing in confusion. “Your husband?” “I'm married, Mr Nathan. Is the diamond ring too unnoticeable?” I mumbled softly and took out my phone, clicking on a contact.

“You will make me fall in love with you more than ever. Forget about this dirty slut which you call a wife. I will treat you better!” “I can't believe this!” I shouted. “You dare flirt with my husband right under my gaze. Trust me, you have a lot of audacity. I am not too shocked though. You have been this shameless since we were kids!” “Let your glorious husband answer me instead…” Emily replied. “What makes you think he would be faithful? He is a billionaire and he would certainly have flings all over. Soon, he will start going on business trips and he would leave you for months. You expect him to remain faithful afterwards? You will be the biggest fool in the universe to think he loves yo

"But only on three conditions." "I'm listening." "First, be honest about why you really want to marry me." "I thought I was clear. It's purely for my business and -" "Bullshit." I cut him off. "I'm not as dumb as you think, Mr Hunt. Your company is worth billions. You are the most successful entrepreneur in the country. You don't need to marry some stupid random girl to boost your business. So, what's the reason a billionaire like you is so desperate to marry me."

They’re my husband’s best friends, we should be off-limits to each other, but when Malcolm’s voice rings in my head again, I damn all consequences. Why should I care about my stupid, lying, cheating husband. He’d said no man would want me, and that’s why he’s not worried about the open marriage, this is my chance to prove him wrong. My chance to show him that I’m not boring, I can be fucking wild. This is my chance to show him that men want me, and right now, not just any man, the DREADMOOR BROTHERS. The men whose level he can only hope to attain, the most powerful men anywhere they walk into. The men who bend the air according to their will.

Knight replied, his tone carrying that casual, infuriating nonchalance only the obscenely wealthy seemed to master, “your husband is fairly clever. He even switched hospitals to do the tissue typing. Unfortunately for him, that hospital also happens to be under my name.” Even without seeing his face, I could somehow picture it—him smiling smugly, clearly pleased with himself, as if this revelation amused him. Then his voice sharpened, growing suddenly intense. “How I know isn’t important. What is important is what you’re going to do next, Walsh. Your husband isn’t just hurting you—he’s hurting your son. Don’t tell me you can swallow that too—”

Only six people had been invited to this exclusive private gathering — three elite couples who had long ago embraced open marriages to escape the boredom and routine that came with immense wealth and power. **Ethan & Lila Sterling** – Ethan, 41, was a tech billionaire with a commanding presence and quiet intensity. Lila, 29, was elegant, sensual, and always in control of her desires. Their marriage was strong, but they had discovered that variety kept the fire alive. **Julian & Sophia Brooks** – Julian, 43, was a sharp, charismatic venture capitalist. Sophia, 32, was fiery, adventurous, and openly insatiable. They had been swinging for three years and thrived on the thrill.

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.