Novel & Cerita My Secret Billionaire Husband

It couldn't be the same person. But my hands were shaking as I opened the article. And there, staring back at me from my phone screen, was a photo of my husband in an impeccably tailored suit, standing in what looked like a boardroom, every inch the powerful CEO. Christopher Zane, the article read, youngest billionaire CEO in New York, known for his ruthless business tactics and record-breaking deals. The phone slipped from my numb fingers onto the bed. My husband wasn't just hiding his wealth. He was one of the richest men in the entire city.

But the question; I needed to answer. “Two Munites, I guess.” I said, my voice low and husky. They laughed uncontrollably, including me. As far as i was concerned. The answer hit me hard. I was the wife of one of the most famous billionaires in Los Angeles. The CEO of Blackwood Industries. We've been in love since college and we planned to keep ourselves till marriage. On our wedding night, I realised he had a small cock. He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off.

I could barely see their eyes through the shades, but their postures made it clear—they meant business. “Is this... normal?” I whispered to Stephanie when she came close enough to hug me. The entire scene felt surreal, something straight out of a movie. She chuckled softly, glancing over at the group. “Yes, girl. Your husband’s a billionaire,” she said with a wink, though I couldn’t shake my unease.

I could care less of how I’d look, of who took pictures of me as headlines, or of even how people would see me since I was the billionaire’s wife. Almost immediately, I heard the wheels of a stretch run in. It was swift. My eyes followed it and I saw a familiar wristwatch Sebastian loved wearing. It was a Gucci watch. Oh, my god, it was Sebastian. Sebastian Knight. My billionaire husband.

The blonde woman touched Ruby's shoulder. "No, I'm not. I was thinking. Whether I should go back to Boston or not." Ruby smiled, picked up the glass, and slowly sipped the champagne her friend had filled. "Oh my God! Is it true that this billionaire already has a son? How could he keep it a secret? When did he get married? Crazy is crazy." A woman's shocked voice took center stage from the other end of the table. It didn't escape Ruby's attention either; she was also curious about who was being talked about.

“I love her so much that I don’t want to hide anything from her. Just as I don’t want her to hide anything from me. If she decides that this isn’t something she could take, I would respect that. But I will still try to make her understand.” “Not everyone could accept this lifestyle,” the woman replied, pointing out something that was so obvious. I know that not everyone would be able to accept everything. I know that too well. I am still not used to the fact that my boyfriend is Vincent Beckett. The number one sought-after Billionaire.

I was sick and tired of everything—this wheelchair, this house— I was tired of it all. Taking in deep breaths, I wheeled towards the guest room where my new 'wife' was currently staying. I knew she was probably ecstatic to learn that she would be marrying the billionaire's crippled son. Just like the last two, her next plan would probably be to kill me and take over my property. A man who couldn't even get an erection was as good as useless to them whether or not it was Alexander Forger. They were all here for the money, and I knew this one was no different.

I don't know why he is giving me so much information because I never asked for any of this, and what annoyed me the most is that he keeps talking as if he's doing me a favor by getting married to me as my second wife in secret. “So what you're trying to say now is that you want both of us to get married, but it has to be a secret from the media and your wife?” I asked him again to confirm if I heard him correctly. “Yes, you will have nothing to worry about because I'm going to satisfy you. As you know, I'm a very rich guy, and I am capable of taking care of two families. Fiona has enough money to take care of herself and the kids in the future if we decide to have one.” I honestly can't beli

The hall was large and spacious enough to accommodate over fifty people and still had enough space to move around. Everyone was in a jolly mood that particular evening, dancing, drinking and chatting sophisticatedly. Naomi Mitchell was at wit's end watching the man she called her husband flirting shamelessly and touching openly, another woman he had chosen not to forget in his life. Grace. Grace was his first love and after her relationship failed, she returned to steal Naomi's husband, Justin Miller, who seemed to be effortlessly working.

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