Possessive Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

"I’ve spent the whole week thinking about that night in the VIP room. I keep seeing the look on your face when I called you delusional. I didn't like it, Leilani." ​I poked at a piece of melon on my plate. "Most guys like you don’t care how girls like me feel." ​"I’m not most guys," he said, and for a second, that billionaire spark was back in his eyes. But then it softened. "At least, I’m trying not to be. Not with you." ​I looked at him—really looked at him. Without the fancy suit and the loud music and his jerk friends, he just looked like a man. A guy who had too much of everything but nothing that actually mattered.

He asked, voice quieter. The change was like whiplash. I could only nod. He took a deep breath. “Let’s go out for dinner tonight, it's my treat. I'm sorry for being so harsh. I…I just want what's best for NovaTech. You understand, right?” His voice lost the icy edge from before. Now it was lower. Warmer. No longer the businesslike Mr Nova. It was Damon, my husband, hugging me in his office. “I know.” I whispered, shutting my eyes to savor the warmth.

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

“Okay so you know how I’ve been talking to you guys about my dads business failing, they all nodded in unison. “Yeah so he kinda had some bad dealings with some shady people and that made him lose a very huge amount of money and it also lead to him, firing his workers as he couldn’t pay their salary for the sometime and closing down his business. So how does the marriage come to play Calvin. asked. Well as he was searching for people to lend him money to pay up the salaries of some f his workers and to be able to reopen his business again. He met Mr Alexandria Cartwright. “Wait Alexandria Cartwright., Alexandria Cartwright., that name seems familiar. I know I’ve heard it before. I just can’t

“No—no, I mean it! You don’t get to hush me. You married into the damn Archer family! Do you even realize how insane that is?” “I realize it more than you think.” She paused on the other end. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Diana…” I trailed off, leaning back against the headboard. “You wouldn’t understand.” “Try me,” she said with a playful tone. “Because from where I’m standing, you hit the jackpot. Gorgeous billionaire husband, insane mansion, no bills to pay—girl, are you even real anymore?” I laughed, but there was no joy in it. “You think this is some kind of fantasy, don’t you?”

“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.”

He leaned closer, "But you seem to forget how rich your husband is." I raised an eyebrow. He chuckled, "And the fact that I have a private jet for situations like this." I stared at him. A private jet. Of course. Another convenient explanation. I scoffed softly, "That's true." I looked directly into his eyes, "My billionaire husband." His smile widened, "Exactly." "Your money can indeed get you anything." I said. "Almost anything." He replied. His thumb moved gently against my waist. I immediately stepped away.

"You´re nuts. You really have no idea who you have there? Whose wife she is? She´s worth far more to you for ransom than any third-world hustler´s going to give you." Now I have his attention. "What are you talking about? Who is she then?" "That´s Beth Haswell... Elizabeth Haswell... Richard Haswell´s wife..." He looks at me blankly. "You know... Richard Haswell... Billionaire... Owns half the fucking city. And that´s his wife you´re pawing at. He´ll pay a fortune to get her back, but he might not be so happy about it if he thinks you´ve been fingering his property."

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!

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.