My Millionaire Husband Novels & Stories

I felt weird being rolled around in a wheelchair but I couldn't deny it felt way better than walking on my own. "Don't answer if it's too personal, but is Mr Monroe your husband?" the nurse asked me out of the blue. "Yes," I simply answered, not in the mood for small talk. "Oh. I knew it had to be. He was so broken when he brought you in. I can tell he loves you very much. I know you both must have a beautiful marriage." I rolled my eyes. She didn't know what was going on, on the inside. But how could she? She was probably one of those people who always read billionaire romance stories and imagined I was in a happy romantic relationship since my husband was famously rich and quite handsome.

But now, seeing the woman's defeat and painful look, made him want to have her all the more. "Wait, I don't believe you. Are you- wait, t-the Shawn Richmond? CEO of…" "Yes," Oh goodness! This man, her husband? How insane? This is impossible. It was just a single, straightforward reply, but it had a massive impact. How could she be this stupid? The man was nothing but a cold-hearted billionaire playboy, rich and demanding and evil and so sexy and.... hot! damn it! "Oh my God..."

"Well, let the speculation begin. No one will guess this, though. My beautiful wife to be and the mother of my child." The newspapers in town ran rampant with stories about the pair. As was the norm when they went out in public. He was the son of a billionaire who ran a multinational company. Maverick was a millionaire in his own right. Scarlett was the unknown in everything. Maverick walked onto the office floor that held his office and his fathers, who was in his doorway waiting. That was not all that surprising for Maverick to see. He expected it and was ready for it as well. He knew what was coming.

It felt like a stage. "So," I whispered to the empty, sunlit air. "My husband isn't a mechanic." I tossed the heavy envelope onto the glass coffee table. It landed with a satisfying thud. "He's the missing CEO of Cross Industries. He's dodging a multi-billion dollar tech acquisition. And he's in deep trouble with his terrifying grandmother." A slow, wicked smile spread across my face. I had married a ghost. A phantom billionaire who was running from his own empire, just like I was running from mine.

Every breath felt heavy, and every small movement made her body tense before falling into suffocating silence as she reached her climax. Tears slipped down her cheeks without her realizing it, mixing with the cold sweat that hadn’t yet dried. She stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. How ironic. So this was what it felt like to be the wife of a billionaire who had everything except love. Slowly, Sarah pushed the vibrator aside and reached for her phone. Her nightly routine was always the same: opening her second I*******m account just to check one profile—@Iam.mia.

“Yeah thanks thats money talking “, I said. “You married Charlie Hearth? Like everyone knows he is a sad billionaire, he doesn’t show his face at all, because he is sad and thats who you married? Because of money? But you’re not poor Alice, you’re doing real good for yourself, like why would you do that to yourself?”. “I just got retired by my “sad billionaire husband “ he asked me not to go to work anymore unless it’s by invitation, and Im getting an extra 2 million to do that, I don’t care what you think “.

Farrah's POV I and Miller are already married for two years, it's funny how things ended up, I was once a Stevens but now I'm Farrah Mae Miller... It fits my name well, right? Haha, well I never thought that my husband is more than just a billionaire, he inherited a lot of islands, like what the hell? I didn't expect it, I'm convinced that he's a billionaire but owning a lot of islands is so surprising for me, you can't imagine how unbelievable it is, but then and it becomes our business, a resort island.

Mike quickly tells her “I cannot remember marrying him. I have lost the last eight years of memories. I have no idea who he is. I just woke up one day and was told that he is my husband.” Ally tells Mike. “Well, Mrs Ash, your husband, just so happens to be the wealthiest man on this side of the main land. He practically owns every skyscraper in the largest four cities. Other than that, he also owns most of the oil drills around here. The man thinks of something and it is his.” Mike tells her. It almost sounds as if he is in awe of the man. Ally looks at Mike and wishes that she could remember this man.

His company was the among the first three best in the country,coupled with the fact that he had business with the Mafia. He has no business with the entertainment industry but something happened and he picked interest when he first saw her. Without replying Nat took a few steps forward and he instantly followed her. "What are you doing out so late?"Ric couldn't help but ask. This man's voice kept giving her tingles in her system any time she heard it. He had this cold, domineering aura,king-like presence and she was just beginning to wonder why she wasn't scared. "Relationship issues, 🤧 am done being a puppet people could just toss around." Nat said with all seriousness,her voice cold as ic

"Your... your boyfriend?" Although Tessa knew Grant was a notorious playboy, he was still the Young Billionaire of one of the four great families of Springvale, the Hamilton Family. How could he possibly like Fiona? Especially with such an ugly face! What kind of spell did this wretched Fiona cast on him? Tessa was furious inside but pretended to be concerned, "Fiona, I know your life is tough. You have to work and deliver food part-time to earn money for your father’s medical bills. It's really hard, but you can't take shortcuts foolishly."