Secret Wife, Real Billionaire Novels & Stories

“But I’m honoured to finally introduce you to the man I’ve been keeping to myself, Dante Moreau.” Gasps. A glass shattered. Someone actually whispered holy shit. Because that name, that face, that man, wasn’t just rich. He was untouchable. Elusive. A billionaire ghost whose appearances were limited to boardrooms and court filings. No woman had ever been seen on his arm. No tabloid had ever caught him in a compromising photo. If there had been a sweepstakes for Least Likely To Be Secretly Engaged To Me, he would’ve been the odds-on favorite.

"You are really out of your mind, Andrea. Why don't you turn yourself invisible? Then you can keep that a secret too." "Lena, how do you expect me to tell a man who is on his sick bed dying that his old lover Christina had wanted to deceive him for his riches and I'm not his biological daughter?" This time Andrea rolled her eyes at Elena. Elena thought for a while and nodded her head in understanding. "You are right anyway, you don't want to let the world know you are Sean Wilson's wife, one of the youngest billionaires in America and the heir to the Wilson's that is worth a fortune, plus you are the daughter of a billionaire, and your elder brother is the owner of JJ Entertainment, the bigg

Her palm rested low on her stomach — a soft, instinctive gesture of protection. “Shit!” he hissed, his voice cracking in the empty room. He tapped on the first headline. “WEDDING OF THE CENTURY IN JEOPARDY? Billionaire Colt Moore spotted at elite Prenatal Wing with mystery blonde, and it’s not his fiancée, Madison Baker!” His eyes raced over the text, the words stinging like acid. “Sources say the mystery woman is a former secretary kept on a private payroll. Onlookers claim the pair looked intimate and anxious as they fled the building. Is there a secret heir in the Moore empire?”

“You have all night to ask me anything about me. I’ll answer what I can.” I swallow. “Because you have secrets?” “Every billionaire”, he lifts a shoulder, “as you say, has secrets, no?” He keeps working through his food like it doesn’t matter. “They’re business secrets, not women. I don’t play around.” I choke a little on my wine. “I don’t believe that,” I say. “No way.” That earns a soft chuckle that tickles something in my chest.

Getting this amount in cash was a fucking nightmare, so I really hope it's worth it, "They'll be fully yours, no questions asked and no one will ever know what happened in here." "Okay," she mumbles a few seconds later, "Do I have to agree to know what your secret is?" "Yep," I reply. She closes her eyes, but after thinking about it, she nods, "You're smart. And now you're half a million dollars richer." "I guess I am.... so what's your secret?" she asks with bright, interested eyes. I think she wants to know the secret more than she wants the money. "You know I'm dating Theodore Heiden?" I start, she nods, "Well, my secret is that I'm also dating his good friend Liam Fierro, you know who he

Sienna is already awake beside me, scrolling through her tablet, her face grim. "What's happening?" I ask, sitting up. She hands me the tablet without a word. The headline is from HUSH DAILY, a major online publication. One of those sites that sits somewhere between journalism and gossip. TECH BILLIONAIRE'S DARK SECRET: THE WOMEN SHE BUYS AND BREAKS By Daniel Ross

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

“They're not even going to try and place some of this on you. With me there they won't even bother. I could easily bury the entire Police Department with motions and files again them a matter of a week they would be so overwhelmed that they wouldn't even know what side is up. That is only one of the very few benefits to having a billionaire on your side. Everything else just seems to be more of a waste.” “You're not going to do that.” Kelly said if she looked at him. He just looked at her and check out the little bit knowing that he could easily bury the entire state with lawsuits and paperwork. Part of the perks of being what he was meant that he was able to access secrets for every single

"I see some things are not clear to my daughter, either. I shall explain. Mark here is the CEO of one of our greatest competitors, a private land development company with an estimated worth in the higher billions. Mark himself, I think, is recorded as the third richest man in the city, if I'm not mistaken." Abigail's jaw dropped open, staring at Mark. "Is this true?" Mark simply nodded, "Abigail, I can explain." "However," Adam interrupted them both. "I am not done with my explanation. If you and Mark were to marry, there would be no way for us to assure our investors that any information of the two companies could be kept secret and confidential." Adam said, standing up. "Our stocks would f

Plus, he knows my most important secret and I don’t have to hide it from him, which really helps and was the deciding factor in agreeing to his offer. After moving in with him, he also found out another secret. He discovered I’m still madly in love with Mark. I was late for work one morning and he came into my room to wake me up. He was instantly surprised by the number of pictures of Mark I have in my room. If he didn’t know better, he would think I’m Mark’s stalker, but that isn’t true.