Obsessed With My Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

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

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 looked at her with obvious eyes that he hoped he wouldn't bother because he would be destroyed. "Is your husband Congressman Joh?" Esteban asked the woman indifferently. The woman frowned because Esteban asked, obviously. "Your husband likes to hook up with rich people because he has lost interest in a husband like you." Everyone was surprised to hear from Esteban. Aurora Chu got even more angry at what Esteban said, she couldn't believe that an ordinary person would say that to her. "Who are you? This woman is my husband's partner!" he shouted. Aling Helya approached Esteban and pulled him.

My eyes widened after scanning one of the first articles I saw online. I was right. Vladimir Lewis, my husband, is a fucking billionaire in his own rights!

“Leave everything and find out when she gave birth, where she gave birth, and who she was with when she gave birth.” Ethan scoffed. “I'm not your errand boy.” “You might as well be.” He was so invested in Gianna’s life that one would think he wanted her if he wasn't so obsessed with his wife. “Just help me do this one thing, okay? I'll owe you.” “You owe me a lot. Don't complain when I start collecting my debts.” “So dramatic.” I shook my head and undid the third button on my shirt. I was quite scared to find out about her children. It would kill me to know that she left me and got with another man immediately. I would feel better if she waited a year or two to get together with someone else

“And the Blackwoods? Still too busy tearing each other apart to notice?” Elena rolled her eyes. “Damion is obsessed with Carmela, and Adrian is obsessed with ruining Damion. Neither of them has the time to pay attention to a few missing millions.” The man’s lips curled into a grin. “Clever girl.” Elena stood, walking over to him, running a finger down his chest. “It’s only the beginning, sweetheart.” He caught her hand, his grip firm but teasing. “And when they do notice?” Elena’s smirk didn’t waver. “By then, we’ll already be long gone.”

There was never any form of greeting between us. He chuckled softly, “you sound healthy today.” “Cut to the chase…” Silence settled between us before he finally asked, “How is your wife?” I let out a cold laugh. “My wife?” “As much as you refuse to admit it, you're married to her now. Your marriage certificate says so…” His words irritated me more than I cared to admit. “You manipulated me! I didn't ask for any of these.” “You needed help, Simone.” “I asked for a doctor, not a woman…”

Right now, it was beating erratically and she tried to control her breathing even as she tried to answer her mother, to tell her mother that she was all wrong, she Weruche had no feelings at all for Karis Ilobi, but she couldn't. The older woman's expression gentled, and she put an her daughter. ''Weruche, Karis is rich, this is Woodville, the real e. Woodville billionaire's do not have anything to do with middle class people, let alone people from the slums. They marry fellow billionaire's and earn shares into other multi-million naira companies, and it goes on and on, this your Karis doesn't love you, infact, he cannot even have any regard for you if he's leading you on like this.''

“It sounds like a good offer, but I couldn't make a decision that would affect my life and my future baby's life so easily. You have so many choices, why me?” “I observe you very closely, you are not curious and you don't meddle in other people's affairs, that is what I need in a wife, I believe when we are together, you will not cause me any trouble.” I thought for a moment, then asked, "Why do you need a wife and a baby, you know, you're a billionaire, our world is so different, I'm afraid I'll be in danger when I become your wife.” I had heard that there were a lot of billionaires who had close ties to the mafia. Not long ago Matthew was in a car accident, heaven knows if it was a real ac

He thundered ,then stormed out of our one bedroom apartment. I sighed,pulling my knees to my chin as I fought the tears gathering at the slit ends of my eyes . All I wanted was a real office job,with health insurance,stable income and healthy working hours. Not a shitty fourteen hour shift at the diner downtown. Just for once could Brav not see that, maybe moving in with my high-school sweetheart was not such a good idea . I loved him though, too much so that I was willing to put up with his temper tantrums . Besides, love is blind,right.