Secret Wife, Real Billionaire Novels & Stories

The company was grand and gave me a sort of reassurance and I always felt proud knowing I was the boss year and could make my own decisions and take care of my life in any way I saw fit. “Miss,” my assistant acknowledged, walking over to me and my son. “I'm glad you came in at the right time. The man just kept asking for cupcakes and I had told him you would be right here in no time.” She explained as I walked my way into my office, handing Brandon to Dora. Since the opening of the company, this is the first time I’ll be ready to make an appearance to the public. I kept my identity hidden except from my staff. I didn’t want my family or Brian to find me because I was scared he'd come looking

“No isn’t he just a random guy that came for the exhibition “That was Noah knight” I still didn’t get “And what does that mean Sarah just get to the point, so that I can go back to my sad thoughts “That guy you just mistook as the curator is the famous billionaire that just got out of jail a week ago” Then I remembered the new on the t.v earlier, so that’s the guy everybody keeps talking about. well he is really good-looking, I wonder if ias dating anyone. not like it matters to me, but it will be a shame if he was single

Why? He had 70% of his body burned in that accident. Ever since this family told me I would have to marry him, I delved into research. He was an important billionaire in the United States, yes, and indeed, he was a handsome man. But behind the facade of power and beauty, a life of excesses and scandals, especially with women, was hidden. He was the embodiment of what I despised the most to have as my first relationship in my entire life, and now... it seems I will be stuck with him for the rest of my life, even if he was an important person.

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.

Thompson frown. When she was a kid, she was too close to her grandfather. Neither was she not the successor of the Thompson family; they treated her right. She's the favorite granddaughter of Mr. Thompson. "You know there was a house in the middle of the forest. I owned that house and even the land. You will live there with Sebastian." Solene nodded. She bowed her head as she felt embarrassed that Bruce witnessed how badly her relative treated her. She felt scared that Bruce might take advantage of her and abuse her.

And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortune. I turned to Eric slowly “You’re a billionaire,” I blurted, as I practically shoved my phone in his face. “You’re a billionaire heir. Why didn’t you tell me?!” He froze, eyes widening slightly as he saw the video. “Sienna, I—” “No, don’t ‘Sienna’ me! Why is the internet calling you a billionaire heir?!” He raised his palms gently, like he was approaching a startled animal. “Let’s breathe for a moment. We were about to go get breakfast. Why don't we eat first and I promise I’ll explain anything you want to know.”

Another picture. He was opening the passenger door of his car for me. Another. He was looking at me. Not at the cameras. At me. The headline underneath read: BLACKWELL HEIR FINALLY FOUND LOVE? BILLIONAIRE CEO SPOTTED WITH LONGTIME SECRET GIRLFRIEND. I stared at the screen. My heart skipped. "So..." Mimi said softly. "Are you going to tell me why the internet thinks you're dating the richest bachelor in the country?" I looked away. "I can't."

“I always knew she was overqualified. I knew something about her didn’t add up. I suspected she wasn’t telling us everything.” I should have looked into it sooner. I finally knew what it was. She hadn’t simply hidden her experience. She had hidden who she truly was. Kingston’s daughter. A faint laugh escaped me. “So this was never just about money.” She came from money already. Perhaps not the kind of Vilmorre's money. But enough. Enough influence. Enough connections. Enough opportunity. I shook my head. “The motive couldn’t be clearer.” Hale frowned. “Aleks…”

"Sierra just locked herself in the guest room. She won't even look at me. She thinks I got Vivian pregnant, Nigel. She thinks the whole three years were a setup." Nigel was quiet for a second. I could hear him shuffling papers on his desk. "Boss, look at the wording they used. They called her the 'Wellington Heiress.' The press thinks the secret wife is Vivian because she’s the one who’s been seen staying in your office. The public doesn't even know Sierra exists." "Yeah, because I kept her hidden like a fucking criminal," I muttered, bitterness coating my tongue.