Obsessed With My Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

Ethan stood alone in his £50M penthouse, in his £15,000 suit, surrounded by everything money could buy, and felt poorer than when he was pretending to be poor. Because his wife had left. And outside, in the elevator, Elise finally let out a loud sob, hugging her tote bag, whispering: "My husband is a billionaire... my poor husband is a billionaire... what am I going to do?"

Leonard’s words still echoed in Isabella’s ears, his voice dripping with confidence as if he had already claimed her, as if she was just another possession in his luxurious collection. “Don’t pretend you have a choice, Isabella.” She stood there, her honey colored eyes burning with anger, while he looked at her with that same arrogant smirk that never failed to provoke her. She wanted to scream, to prove him wrong, but deep down, she knew one thing, her life had ceased to be her own the moment she stepped into this mansion.

In no time, she quickly caught up with him, stopping him in his tracks. “No babe, I’m not letting you go and do that!” “How can my husband, the head of the family!” “My crown, be hawking goods while his mates are busy driving the latest cars.” She disagreed. “Babe, I just want to help you.” “I don’t want my pregnant wife stressing herself under this hot sun.” He said softly, trying to cajole her. “No, No, No!” “I won’t allow this” “I can’t allow my billionaire husband to sell biscuits and pure water!” She cried.

“What are you doing here Amal?” “It’s no longer mom? How rude have you become?” “Very rude, and you lost the privilege of being called mom.” “Fair enough.” “What do you want?” “Well, knowing who you are and after seeing the news about your husband’s real identity, I had to come to stop you from making the wrong move.” “What are you talking about?” “Ashley, Duke, your husband is the richest and most powerful in the whole fucking world. And now, because he didn’t tell you, you feel betrayed.”

Leonardo couldn't believe she just blamed him for her shamelessness "Don't worry though, I'm not like this with other men. After all you're my husband." Alas, he merely mocked her indifferently " I don't remember us getting married. Why didn't you tell me you are delusional as well?" " I'm still pursuing you, aren't I?" She murmured " Leonardo, can we just get married? How about we get our marriage certificate? " She had to admit he was hard to impress. Again, he knocked her head several times with a fork, and she glared at him angrily and aggrievedly as she tolerated the pain.

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.

I want to see everything and every detail of the big day. I saw a picture of the couple kissing and I gasped for a second. "No way!" I cried, it is unbelievable to see that a woman who had refused marriage to an average rich man sometime ago is currently married to one of the richest billionaires in the state. I sat on the couch for a longer while, looking at the screen of my phone like a dummy. The power was returned but I had lost the appetite to watch my program.

“Wow. Wow. Wow. I can see you would rather your nudes trend than release such a small amouth from your husband’s surplus. Let’s fool ourself marigold. Your husband is a billionaire.” My anger rises to its peak. Isn’t this idiot listening to me?! Yes, my husband is a billionaire but what can I do when he had blatantly refused to give me a cent? Instead he would prefer to lecture me on how to work for my money like dahlia! “Do you know the money I would be making off this video on social media? The wife of a reputable man caught on camera banging the cock of another man would make such a juicy trend. I’ve nothing to loose here. Infact I’ll be making triple of the amount I’m asking you. If you

Let them grumble all they want. "If it weren’t for her husband, she’d be nothing. Honestly, I don’t understand what that handsome billionaire sees in Jess. She’s just a stuck-up b**** who thinks she’s better than everyone else. The only reason I stick around is for the money and the connections. If I ever get the chance to meet her husband, I’ll make it worth it." Their laughter fills the room, sharp and grating. Leah, standing behind me, reaches for the door handle, but I catch her hand, shaking my head.

“So let me get this straight. Your ridiculously hot billionaire husband cooks?” “Yes.” “And you didn’t think to lead with that?” I burst out laughing, tugging her toward the next room. The home theater made her squeal. “You have a popcorn machine? Are you kidding me?” When we finally reached the indoor pool, she just stood there, staring. The glass walls overlooked the garden, the water sparkling in the afternoon sun. “You married a billionaire,” she whispered like it was the first time it had really hit her. “A billionaire with a spa.”