Possessive Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

“ Did you mix up my food with Sofia or Robert’s?” “ No, silly. I’m pregnant.” She said and I smiled then went to where my wife was and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her softly.” Really?” I asked her excitedly, I loved it when she said those words. Having Bella as my wife was amazing but the way she was with our children was the best part of all. She was an amazing mother. Soft and sweet yet stern. The most wonderful kind of mother. “ How long have you known?” She asked me and I smiled against her mouth. She knew me so well. “ Baby, you know I know your body better than you do. I noticed that you haven’t had your monthly and did the calculations then this morning I knew for sure.” I kis

The sight of her alone, makes me cringe. Why does she even have to live with us? Her husband is a multi-billionaire who owns the 'Crystal syrup' alcohol-producing enterprise and is currently the seventh richest man in New Jersey. This gives her a big head by the way. Why can't they just get their own houses like Summers husband or something? Do they really have to stay here with their ugly attitude? Whilst making my internal complaints, grandma spots me and smiles. "Ah, we're finally complete. "She says although my father and husband are absent.

It came out as a gasp. " I like it that you are jealous but I detest the fact that you think that anyone can suddenly wake up and snatch me away like some kind of toy." He softly spoke, causing my stupid heart to shiver with each word that left his enticing pink lip. "I'm Alex Marvin, one of the young richest billionaires in the States. I am the one to make choices and not the other way around." My frown turned into a smile as I admired my egoistic husband. I still wonder what he has done to me, to make my once hardened heart melt at his sight.

Ethan Moore for years he had been Charlie's competition on becoming the richest billionaire in the country he hated picking up a magazine where his own achievements we're totally shadowod by Mr Moores but what made him despise Mr Moore was that any woman he ever seem to take an interest in was always taken and had their heart broken by him. But what pained him to the bone was that he had been engaged and on the day right before his wedding he had traced his fiance to bed moaning out her lungs as he almost broke the bed.His finger's sunk into his palm it was like he had come to exist as second best to that bastard. At that moment pascal spun the laptop screen in his face and he saw the latest

His face turned red, and his breaths became haggard, fierce veins were beginning to make way to his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. He was tired! Tired of what they called marriage. He was exhausted from being in a trap that was nothing close to happiness. He was a sad man, a depressed and unhappy married billionaire. Richard owned the largest bank in Southern California. Apart from that, he had other business establishments in some parts of the United States. He also owned a large winery, had shares in other top companies and made investments worth billions. No doubt, he was a young, rich, handsome, and successful man.

What is it with her excitement, if I didn't know about her relationship, I would have believed she has a crush on him. "Nadia, why are you so excited about him huh?" "Are you kidding? That is Greg Huston, everyone has a crush on him, including me, no offense to my boyfriend." She rasped. "And who is Greg Huston?" I was resisting the urge to smack her hard on the head so she could snap back to Life. "He is the cutest boy in my school, and the richest too. His Dad is in the NBA and his mom, an actress, so he's quite popular too."

"If you're talking about money, you know I am not into---" "I know." He cut me by putting his index finger on my lips. "But you have no choice, Sophia Yzabelle Kelley because you're married to me and you married one of the top billionaires in California." He winked at me and God knows how much I wanted to smack the arrogant smile playing on his lips. "So, you really owned this mansion?" "We, sweetheart, owned this mansion."

I am tired already" she asked, her voice shaky. "I'm not going anywhere," Harrison said, his voice full of conviction. "No matter what happens, I'm not going to leave you alone. You're my wife, and I'm not going to abandon you. You can't get rid of me that easily." He smiled at her, trying to lighten the mood. But he was serious about his words. He would never leave Katherina, no matter how hard things got. He would always be there for her.

he snapped at them. That man is rich. He is married and his wife is a socialite. He has so many mistresses, that he doesn't know how many kids he sired so far. Most of them get an abortion, but only a few will keep the child to threaten him for money. Little do they k for that he is so cruel that he never hesitated to kill any of them, even the little kids. His wife is happy as long as gives her enough money for her endless shopping spree. He never asked if she had an affair as long as she maintains it a secret.

"I don't recall offering you a dime to marry me." Ava froze. Had her assumption been wrong? Was their accidental marriage really not just some warped prostitution arrangement? His expression sobered, suddenly earnest. "I hate to break it to you, wife, but you wanted all of this. Me, my world, my life as a wayward billionaire bride." His words clung to every sumptuous inch of his godlike physique, dripping with arrogant male ownership over her life. It suddenly felt impossible to breathe in this abruptly small hallway. Ava spun away, denial and rage clawing at her.