Secret Wife, Real Billionaire Novels & Stories

I will not survive another man who thinks he has the right to control what I know. Her final words played on an endless loop in my head. She loved me. She wanted me to stay here and wanted me to choose what I loved. God, she didn't even know I was a billionaire when she chose me. I hid it from her. My chest tightened as a violent tremor wrecked my massive frame. I was the President of the most lethal club in the state. I had an army of killers waiting on my every command. I had millions of dollars in untraceable cash.

She was a little secret between my late mother and I and I intended to use her very soon to get what I wanted from Justin. I honestly thought the photo scandal would drag both of them to the mug but after hearing Scott's little speech this morning, I knew that Naomi had escaped from my claws once again. The shareholders on the other hand were not reacting the way I presumed they would. Infact none of them had said a word ever since the incident so I have decided to opt into another way. I got up from Susan's bed, leaving her to lay weakly on the bed. I moved forward to the door and with one final glance, I walked out of the room.

Her stomach twisted as her own face flashed across the screen—taken from a distance, without her consent. THE BILLIONAIRE, DAMAIN VOSS’ PREGNANT EX-WIFE LIVING IN SECRET – SOME CLAIMS CHILD MIGHT NOT BE HIS Her photo was splashed beside a headline in bold white letters. Underneath were words she couldn’t tear her eyes away from: Anonymous sources reveal that Aria Voss, former wife of billionaire Damian Voss, is expecting a child whose paternity is “uncertain.” Speculation arises about whether the business tycoon divorced her after discovering infidelity. Some allege she was after the Voss fortune from the start, carefully orchestrating her pregnancy to secure lifelong financial support.

Nothing in the Billion household was ever ever really still for very long. She stood still when her phone vibrated with a notification. It was a headline on an article: "Charles Billion's Secret Marriage to Fiona Generys: The Billion Heiress Marries in a Secret Ceremony But What Does It Bode for the Family Dynasty?" Fiona's heart dropped, her pulse racing as she skimmed the words. This was not the headline she had anticipated. She was about to swipe away the alert when another one flashed on the screen: "Scandal in Billion Family: Charles Billion's New Bride Was Kept a Secret Here's What You Didn't Know

If he wouldn't give me the truth, I would find it myself. I didn't stay at the office. The moment his SUV pulled away from the curb, I hailed a cab. I didn't go back to the mansion where the walls felt like they were closing in on me. Instead, I went to a small, dusty archives office downtown, one that specialized in old high-society scandals. My father had always told me: "A billionaire’s power isn't in his bank account. It’s in the secrets he buries to get there." I spent hours sifting through microfilms and old social columns from years ago. My fingers were stained with ink and my head throbbed, but I didn't stop. Finally, I found it. A grainy, black-and-white photo from an Italian gala.

I held my smile in check and continued reading the blog. “No known relationship status.” That line caught me. He has no woman in his life? That’s surprising. Other billionaires usually have countless exes, but he seems different. That’s another reason why I’m drawn to him. An example of a typical wealthy man is Ryker. That fool changes women like he changes his boxers. I feel disgusted remembering how desperate I was, and how I ended up giving that eel my pride. I read more blogs on other celebrities, even Mena.

But at the same time, she cannot help but to find it quite suspicious - it is suspicious that the computer geek of the underground world wasn’t able to crack the code of the security program that a newbie devised. “So my client five years ago is none other than the only woman billionaire in the country huh? The one who actually removed all the restrictions of what a woman can have and cannot have? Well, I didn’t expect that I will have a big shot client” that is what the man said which instantly made Shin Alexandra frown because the moment that she saw sight of the man’s face - which she doesn’t know that whether or not is his real face in the first place - she knows that it is a face that

I was sick and tired of everything—this wheelchair, this house— I was tired of it all. Taking in deep breaths, I wheeled towards the guest room where my new 'wife' was currently staying. I knew she was probably ecstatic to learn that she would be marrying the billionaire's crippled son. Just like the last two, her next plan would probably be to kill me and take over my property. A man who couldn't even get an erection was as good as useless to them whether or not it was Alexander Forger. They were all here for the money, and I knew this one was no different.

“He barely even cared. Signed the papers like it was just another business deal.” Skyler’s eyes widened dramatically. “No way. No drama? No ‘how could you leave me’ moment?” “None,” I replied, letting out a small laugh. “He asked me where I got the $10 million from, though. He couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that I didn’t touch his money. Two years and he still knows nothing about me.” Skyler raised his glass in a mock toast. “To the mysterious and ever-resilient Sophia! I knew you had it in you.”

"Well, the secret is I'm pregnant with his baby." The words hang in the air, heavy with implication. I glance at Ethan, searching his face for any sign of hesitation. Such a manipulative and calculative woman who is the real personification of a gold digger and who has the guts to do go any lengths just to marry a billionaire. I’m still wondering why Ethan is here. I do think that he is somewhat hurt. Who wouldn’t? Hence, I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Do you still want to go in?"