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Mrs. Diana Tega closed the heavy wooden door behind Brian with a definitive, echoing click. “You’re not allowed to leave yet,” he instructed, his voice smooth and commanding as he walked past his frantic assistant without a single falter in his steps. My billionaire husband wasn't unfazed by the scandalous scene, he was turned on by it. He took in the sight of my designer gown zipped entirely down past my cleavage, exposing my bare breasts to the room. “Hey, darling,” Tega murmured.

That too to a rich dude according to the papers He read the headlines again, "Wife of billionaire king of the underworld" He scoffed at the phrase, "king of the underworld" and didn't really pay him much glance as his eyes were fixed on Bella, she was beautiful before but now she looks even more beautiful and elegant, she was the most obedient and quiet girlfriend he has ever had and he missed her, he never thought he would but damn, with her looking so hot, he felt like having her again and also have a bit of her billionaire husband money

I whipped my head to him at once and scoffed, “That interested in Calvin's life that much? You'll keep chasing him. You're never going to reach so don't bother.” “Hey!” He grabbed my hand before I could grasp it and held my jaw, “Watch what you say to me.” “Don't you dare touch me ever again,” I warned and got out of his hold before standing to my feet and he also did the same. “Why are you so pissed? I was only pointing out how you're working when your so-called husband is a billionaire. I mean, isn't it fake?” He turned to the crowd and I heard flashes of light and only when I looked around did the faces become more familiar.

I have been the perfect wife to Marcus Blackwood, the powerful CEO of a billion-dollar empire, for five years. What I never knew was that the woman living under my roof as his "cousin" was his secret lover — and together, they had been quietly accelerating the brain cancer already killing me. But I woke up this time with something I never had before. Memories. Of my last life.. Now I’ve got three weeks left to live. So what does a dying woman with nothing left to lose do with a billionaire's darkest secrets? She burns it all down..

"Wow that was hot...go again..." She looked up to see Pascal and her fake billionaire boyfriend Charlie Jones and while she and Pascal were exchanging looks she noticed that Charlize as well only on her folds. She was still getting very excited when she thought about how her ex-husband had treated her in the parking lot so she did not close her legs instead. "Sure, whatever..."As she was about to dive her fingers right in her fake boyfriend held her hand pulling it back and placing it on her lap carefully as if it was fragile glass.

This whole process utterly exhausted me. "We can find another way Eri.", his eyes were pleading me to say yes but the reality is harsh and not quite like how we want it to be. I shook my head, "There is no other way. Tristan... Tristan is a freaking billionaire. He can do anything just with the click of his finger. I have known him for a real while and I know when wants something he can do anything to get it.", I explained again for the thousandth time while running my hand through my thick locks which were badly entangled.

The poor guy was giving an assuring smile to Krishika but little did he know how fatal this smile was going to be for him. To know more, stay connected with the story," My Husband Is A Billionaire Son-in-law" *********************************** Like, share and vote.

The realization felt so surreal it left him momentarily overwhelmed. After a while, he seemed to regain his composure and reached out his hand towards Yan Anna. Yan Anna quickly stepped back, reacting like a startled rabbit instinctively trying to escape. Andrew Luxton frowned slightly, perplexed by her timidity. "Take my arm, let's go. You don't want to stay here, do you?" She shook her head vigorously. "I don't dislike the baby, but I don't have the means to raise him." "Then you think I'm dead?" He blurted out, his voice raised. Seeing her eyes rimmed with red, looking pitiful like a scared rabbit, he quickly softened his tone. "I am the child's father; I will take responsibility."

Aileen nodded, agreeing with her husband’s words. Bruce snorted and then smiled bitterly. “Now I finally understand. You have always been selfish, not caring about my happiness. Today, I am leaving this family as well. Tomorrow, I will marry Sharon, marry her as my wife. With or without your blessing!” Bruce’s declaration surprised his parents, their eyes widening in astonishment. Sharon also seemed surprised by the words Bruce spoke. She was about to say something, but Bruce’s hand grabbed hers, and he quickly walked away from the house.

The screen switched to the front yard of a hospital that was familiar to Edgar—a hospital with an eastern style and in front of many trees that were falling. "Is it true that you are married to a man?" a reporter asked. Elissa nodded. "I am proud to admit that I am the wife of Edgar Zealand," she said. "How rich is he to be able to marry a billionaire and successful businesswoman like you?" the reporter asked again. "Does this world always revolve around material things?" replied Elissa gracefully. She had thought carefully about how to answer the reporter's question without bringing down her husband's dignity. "What about your husband's family? Is he from a respectable family?" the reporter