The Billionaire Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

After that, he kissed the back of my hand. I was startled by his sudden action. "Oh, I feel fine. After all, this day is going to end," I replied. He gently placed my hand back on my lap, and he lowered his face to mine. "I can't believe you're my wife now, Myrtle," he said and plastered a genuine grin. I can see that he is definitely happy. "I can't believe it either. I'm married to a very haughty billionaire," I responded and smirked at him.

The whole internet was on fire, everyone who walk the streets were busy with their phones reading the news with an headline that says: The Heiress Of Armstrong Empire And Wife Of The Multinational Business Mogul, Nuella Haywood Is Having An Affair With Her Long Time Friend Called Israel Who Is The Owner Of One Of The Popular StartUp Tech Company. David was shocked when he read the news, he knew that by now Oliver had not seen the news because he is not the kind of person to read news very early in the morning. Ethan had seen the news too and he was shocked. Who would spread such lies about his boss wife? He knew it was a lie. Ethan looked at Oliver who was saving breakfast before they head t

Flores's hefty body collapsed like a pile of mud, drenched in sweat from head to toe. Crystal had already collapsed to the ground, still in shock. Wait... what did he just say? Nelson Family Group... CEO's wife? That devilishly handsome man, is he the legendary wealthy Keith? And the pregnant woman is his wife? No! No!! How could this happen?! If the people she offended are them, then she... is truly... finished... Crystal's face turned pale as ashes. She couldn't care less about her dog being choked to death in an instant. Because the next one to die would be her...

I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself. Jessica’s texts started popping up one after the other: Jess: SIS WHAT IS THIS??? Jess: You MARRIED a billionaire?? Jess: Who is he?? What’s going on?? Answer meeeee!! Jess: Mom is gonna hyperventilate. Jess: ARE YOU OKAY?? Jess: HELLO??? I suddenly felt dizzy. I didn't even know which message to respond to first. There were a lot of tags on my I*******m too. The wedding I thought was fake is actually real, and now the whole freaking world knows about it. My face was almost on every blog — mystery woman, unknown bride, Miami wife. And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortu

An absolute, unhinged, territorial monster. I leaned my head back against the stiff hospital pillows, my mind frantically trying to calculate the absolute shambles of the morning. Why on earth did Julian Windsor have a key to my wife’s private elevator bay? Who was he to her? The physics of the encounter simply didn't add up. The owner of the multi-billion-dollar Windsor Empire Group does not physically storm a residential building, vaporize a solid mahogany double door with his bare shoulders, and proceed to commit first-degree manslaughter over a business dispute. It was entirely un-American. One does not simply beat another billionaire to a pulp because of a disagreement over telemetry li

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

“My problem with you is that you complain and nag too much. It's always Alexander that, Alexander this. You insisted I make you my wife ,so here we are now. Mrs Laura Alexander Martinez. This is what the life of a billionaire's wife looks like. Now I hope this gets into your thick skull,this will be the last time I’ll explain to you that what happened last night was an accident fueled by alcohol and poor judgment and it won’t happen again. Now let go.” “I’m not letting go of you Alex. Not until you tell me that you have fired that bitch? She yelled without care. “ Don't expect me to believe that cock and bull story. You transferred her here without telling anyone and even praised her work in

He then turned around to leave when, "I'm afraid you're going to want to hear this Mr. Miller. It's about your wife." Words he'd been afraid to hear. He stopped in his tracks ignoring his heart beating a mile a minute. "We have reason to believe her accident wasn't really an accident." He felt his whole world collapse to the ground. What were his ears hearing? No it can't have been. His wife was the sweetest kindest soul in the universe, who would want to harm her? But Aaron had to make sure that his ears weren't playing tricks on him before he let his conspiracy theories run wild. So,

Adrian said, his voice firm and even, "don't touch my wife. And if you even think about laying a finger on her, I'll break your filthy arms." James froze, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Wife?" he echoed, tone filled with incredulity. "You married this. this construction worker? Adrian smirked, his arm wrapping protectively around my waist. "That's right. She's my wife now. So, I suggest you back off." James stared at us, his face contorting with a mixture of rage and disbelief. "You've made a huge mistake, Victoria," he hissed. "You'll regret this.

Or maybe he’d just never had a woman staying with him for more than a night at a time, and he was struggling to think of anything I might need to bring with me. I hurried to my room to gather all my stuff, leaving him standing there surveying my place, and I tried not to think how cheap it must look to him. He had a fucking private jet, for goodness’ sake. I had no idea what he did for a living or if it was family money he was swimming in, but this guy was rich in a way nobody I’d ever met before was. I couldn’t imagine living the kind of life he got to on a day-to-day basis. Hell, if I asked him to sponsor my library for me, he could probably pay for a whole new wing to be added to it witho