The billionaire ceo's runaway wife Novels & Stories

He settle in car and start and after few minutes he reach his mension. And he going to his mom's room for just check how's she but what he see his mom is all set to go here she saw him and speak up "hey nishant you came back early I thought you came late but forgot this go son get fresh up and came we have to go you remember right. He speak up in tired voice "umm mom but one condition" She speak up "what condition" He speak up "she is just your daughter in law just daughter in law nor my wife so we have to go just choose a daughter in law for you bcoz I am not accepting her as my wife and it's clear mom"

“And now onto the world of business, but what is business without a little entertainment?” And just like that — my world caught fire… BREAKING NEWS: BILLIONAIRE CEO ADRIAN VOSS IN SCANDAL – MISTRESS CLAIMS PREGNANCY. Sources Reveal Secret Marriage Years Prior. Identity of Wife Unknown. What the hell? I stared, half-awake, half in disbelief at the words displayed on the screen in red. I felt my temperature drop as the room began to close in on me. “Turn that off.” “Sir—”

I asked. “Yes you already have. His name is Dravor Dawyro Alicco and he's a CEO of one of a huge and successful company here in New York. Moreover he's the one’s, which are the most wealthy and successful businessman in the country, which makes him a multi-billionaire. Okay forget it I'm gonna call him,” she uttered as she exit through the door of the room. ‘Husband? Me? I have a multi-billionaire husband? You've gotta be kidding me. I need to find a way to escape.’

He Instructed with stern in his eyes. His coldness made Abigial kill the urge of trying to question why he had sent breakfast for her after letting her cry all night. She cursed herself for being such a heavy sleeper . " You will stay at home until I find something for you." " I will be a housewife?" She returned back to the bed. " A billionaire's house wife." He corrected, " A lot of Ladies want this and you got it." Abigail eyed him through her glasses, not disappointed by his words. He had always had fun ridiculing her and it wasn't something new now.

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

she said passing her phone to me. The headline reads; “Billionaire CEO Marcelo Wilson Jones sets to get married,” I read the headline out and at first it didn’t click in my head that I am the soon to be bride of the billionaire. “Scroll down and read more,” Jennifer said, “Billionaire CEO female admirers set out to find this mystery woman,” I read out loud again and Jennifer started laughing. “What’s funny, didn’t you hear what I read they’re out to get me,” “I’m laughing because you’re one of the female admirers before you became the wife and I didn’t even know your soon to be husband has a fan base,” she said, laughing hard I could see tears coming out of her eyes.

My husband is a billionaire. I’m not saying this to brag about how luxurious my daily life is. I just have one question—do all billionaires cheat? Like right now, his head is buried against the 36D breasts of a young woman sitting on his lap. From where I stand, the two of them look like some kind of ultra–postmodern sculpture titled Interrupted Sex. Before his hand could pull that blonde’s dress all the way up to her chest, I pushed open the door. Enough. I’m not some voyeur into multi-partner arrangements—especially not when the man in the scene is my own husband.

So 'Do' was his name? Perhaps he was Chinese? "He’s inside, ma’am. He’s been waiting for you," the housekeeper replied. "Thanks. Menchie, come," Mama urged, and we stepped inside. I had not expected the interior to be this breathtaking and expansive. I wasn’t sure why I was still astonished. After all, in my former life, this had been the standard of our home. "Your boyfriend is incredibly wealthy, mom," I remarked in admiration. "Just fortunate," she answered lightly.

it seems Emma and my parents haven't noticed her yet and I hope it stays that way but I'm going to pay my little wife a visit tonight. "Finally," I say as I kick my heels of my feet by the door in the entrance of the house. I stumble up the stairs to my room and entered the shower. Just as I got out I heard a car come up the driveway. I look out the window and I see my husband's car. I wonder what he's doing here. I had seen him at the benefit dinner. Watched as he came in with Emma, as they talked to their parents. Honestly they make such a perfect couple. They seemed to be matching, him in a dark blue suite and she in a dress of the same color. Picture perfect, I know tomorrow they'll be o