Spoiled By My Ceo Husband Novels & Stories

"Excuse me Mr. Billionaire, you rich men think money is everything. Maybe you are right but since you need to purchase a wife, there are as well a lot of women out there waiting to jump at an opportunity like this. Why not look in that direction? Besides, I can't sell one year of my life, and what is the assurance that you won't take advantage of me?" She couldn't figure out what triggered her outburst and instantly regretted it when Sylvester stood up from his chair. He ambled close to her and lowered his head, a few inches interval between them. Monica could only reach his chest as he hovered over her with his height, making sure that no one except Monica could hear his words. "Trust me, t

I provoked him. But when I heard all those sick things he wanted from her... I snapped. I couldn't bear to hear anymore of it, to know how much she would suffer. Carter could just be baiting me though, trying to get a rise out of me so he knows all my buttons and how to press them just right. He also knows Stephanie is my biggest weakness. Years and years he has tried and failed to get a rise out of me. The second he mentions my wife, I lose it.

I shifted my gaze to her, my eyes burning with defiance. "The whole world knows we are getting married," I said, my voice rising in volume. "I made her the CEO of my company. What more do you want from me?" My voice rose, my tone full of frustration. "Should I write it on my forehead? Should I scream it from the rooftops?" The mother rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated. "You need to calm down, Franco," my dad said, his voice firm. I didn't look at him, my gaze still fixed on Diva's mom. "I have been calm for too long," I said, my voice quivering with emotion. "I can't take it anymore."

" What the hell are you-" " - Don't deny it Klyde. It's why you slept with your brother's girlfriend when you were teens - because you wouldn't let your brother have what he loves in peace. It's why you studied engineering because you knew that was the only way you could get the company from your brother - who by the way was always interested in the company from the start. Now he doesn't want to be part of the company anymore and you suddenly don't want to be the sole CEO anymore? You're pathetic!" She said with a wicked grin and he stared daggers at her. " It's the same reason why you are so happy to be marrying this poor-poor woman over here," she said pointing at me.

“You’re my wife, and I’m your boss. I’m not going to fire you, so stop worrying about that. I already told the manager that the two of us are meeting a client today.” She stared at him for a second, fingers curling and uncurling at her sides. “I never knew you were this sensible.” “I was sensible enough to marry a woman as beautiful as you.” His voice stayed calm, almost gentle. “Jemima Greyson, I’m proud to call you my wife.” The words scraped against every raw nerve she had. She exhaled sharply through her nose. “Who asked you if you’re proud or not? You just love ruining my morning. Actually, you love ruining my entire day.”

"NO! That only happened once. It was a mistake! Didn't you marry me for money and the fancy life? You got shares in Moretti Corporation. You had everything you could only dream of before. Now you're my wife - the woman married to the richest CEO in the country. You have everything other people can only wish for. So stop acting like a child and listen to me. Come back tomorrow." A small smile came to my lips as I laughed and cried at the same time. "Wife of the richest CEO? My life was worse than someone living on the streets.

And when I later got pregnant with Aster and felt frustrated because I couldn't fit in my favorite pants anymore, he'd hug me from the back and comfort me, saying, "You look beautiful in anything you wear, darling." After Aster was born, he baby-proofed the entire apartment, worried sick that anything terrible would happen to the baby. However, things changed after he earned his first fortune. His care abruptly stopped, and he even deleted all traces of me and Aster on his social media platforms just so that he could get in favor with the elites and tycoons' daughters in the business circle. In the meantime, I could only stay at home and read about his numerous gossip and scandals in the new

It felt like a stage. "So," I whispered to the empty, sunlit air. "My husband isn't a mechanic." I tossed the heavy envelope onto the glass coffee table. It landed with a satisfying thud. "He's the missing CEO of Cross Industries. He's dodging a multi-billion dollar tech acquisition. And he's in deep trouble with his terrifying grandmother." A slow, wicked smile spread across my face. I had married a ghost. A phantom billionaire who was running from his own empire, just like I was running from mine.

Finally he put down the document and picked up the paper bag. “ mysterious CEO, gentle lover……” “My sweet husband…..” “My bossy CEO boyfriend….” What the hell was all this bullshit?!

Is she that good, well she wasn't good to me. "You know you look cute when you are annoyed". She said and I glared at her. "Will you just shut up? I am already irritated by this economy class and here you are annoying me more". I snarled and she just laughed. "Oh you are a little spoiled brat," she remarked and I raised my brow at her. "Well, my dad is one of the richest people in America and my husband himself is a celebrity doctor, so you must I have always been spoiled," I said and pouted at her.