Pregnant For My Husband's Billionaire Brother Novels & Stories

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

‎ ‎She looked at him carefully. ‎ ‎“What will you do?” ‎ ‎His eyes darkened slightly. ‎ ‎“I don’t defend territory.” ‎ ‎Pause. ‎ ‎“I expand it.” ‎ ‎Her heart skipped. ‎ ‎Somewhere in the financial district, executives at Blackridge were likely celebrating early stock dips. ‎ ‎Confident. ‎ ‎Patient. ‎ ‎But they didn’t know something yet. ‎ ‎The billionaire they tried to destabilize had just stood publicly beside his pregnant wife— ‎

'Collins Penta, CEO of Rush Luxury had arrived in New York City for a meeting' Everyone knows Collins as a big billionaire but not many knew that he was Greg's brother. An evil smile filled my face because of an idea. Maybe I could get back at Greg with Collins. It will be the perfect sweet revenge.

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.

-VIVIAN “Here is your pregnancy result,” the doctor announced. I felt my heart begin to race at the sight of the letter in the doctor’s hand. This was the moment I had been waiting for. This was the point that would determine whether I would give my beloved an heir or not. Mason Moore was my husband and he was one of the top billionaires in Crystal city. He had recently been wanting an heir to inherit his great empire and I wanted to give it to him as a gift. This result was going to determine whether I had succeeded or not.

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

Harrison muttered, leaning back in his chair. He clicked on a link that led to a news article from years ago. The headline read: Wealthy Entrepreneur Files Lawsuit Against Ex-Fiancée for Fraud. Harrison scanned the article, his eyes narrowing as he recognized a familiar name, Susan’s mother. “Gotcha,” he said under his breath, printing out the article. Later that evening, Astor sat at the dining table, his fingers drumming against the wood as he waited for Harrison to return. Susan walked in, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached him.

The silence stretches long enough to make me uncomfortable. He clears his throat, then looks at me with an awkward sort of caution. “So… you’re pregnant?” I nod slowly, not quite meeting his eyes. He shifts uncomfortably on the couch. “Is it his? Alexander ’s?” I blink at him. “No, Dad. It’s the other billionaire I’ve been secretly shacking up with.” I sigh and wave a hand. “Sorry. Hormones.” He nods again, like he doesn’t quite know what to do with that information, then clears his throat again. “How’s the baby?”

Why not to a billionaire? Little did I know that five years later, I'd still be a sick billionaire's virgin wife. My pussy was still throbbing, traitorously wet from having cum in front of my step son moments ago. I gulped and tried to crawl backward like a wounded animal, but he lunged at me, one big hand fisting in my long brunette hair.