The Billionaire Husband In Disguise Novels & Stories

“No—no, I mean it! You don’t get to hush me. You married into the damn Archer family! Do you even realize how insane that is?” “I realize it more than you think.” She paused on the other end. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Diana…” I trailed off, leaning back against the headboard. “You wouldn’t understand.” “Try me,” she said with a playful tone. “Because from where I’m standing, you hit the jackpot. Gorgeous billionaire husband, insane mansion, no bills to pay—girl, are you even real anymore?” I laughed, but there was no joy in it. “You think this is some kind of fantasy, don’t you?”

She could not believe it as she was trying to save every penny and present on her birthday, he bought it and the most surprising thing was that she never told him about the present. "You are my wife, I have to know what was making my wife walk to the bus stop instead of taking a taxi to the office" he said looking straight into her eyes. "I…I…do not know what to say," she said and lowered her head avoiding his piercing gaze. "Aren't you going to put the watch on my wrist?" he said to change the subject. When she slipped off her watch and hugged him, he whispered, "How about a gift back when we go home?"

She drag me with her, she take me into a cabin, and say it's your cabin, and wish me best of luck miss isha and go from there. Here I enter into my cabin. Ishu's pov end. Nishant pov Here I reached india, I take a cab my mind say come on nishi you are famous business tycoon and you took cab huh.... But I ignore that thoughts take a cab and directly went to office as I am workholick person, so I reached , now I happily inside in my cabin here my PA come and speak sir today you have meeting with mr.ankit gupta

"I need you to know that what you're going to do isn't in anyway wrong. You need to understand just how horrible the man you're married to is first before you can make up your mind about what you want to do." "By horrible do you mean that there's more I don't know about him?" "Unfortunately yes, Scarlett," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Your husband is just like any billionaire out there, ruthless, powerful and merciless. That's the reason why he made up that story about your dad and sold it to the press." "What?" I shouted, gaining attention from most people in the room, before they all went back to their businesses. "What did you just say?" I asked again, this time making sur

Damian Blackwood waited at the altar like he was attending a funeral instead of his own wedding. Tall, still, unreadable. Black suit. Dark eyes. A mouth that looked as if it had forgotten how to be kind. For a second, Elena’s steps faltered. Her fingers tightened around the bouquet. Somewhere behind her, the wedding planner made a sharp little sound, probably terrified the bride was about to ruin the most photographed marriage deal of the year. Marriage deal. That was all it was. One year. One signature. One ruthless billionaire paying off her family’s debts in exchange for a wife he could parade in front of the board, the press, and his dying grandfather.

The muscles in his jaw clenched. “What is it?” I asked. He looked up, and the mask was back in place, snapping on like armor. “We need to go inside.” I stepped in front of him. “Leon. What’s going on?” He hesitated, then handed me the phone. A breaking news headline glared back at me. "Anonymous Insider Claims Eva Castello's Marriage Is a Cover-Up: Allegations of Prior Relationship with Rival Mogul Surface." My stomach plummeted. Under the headline was a blurred photo of me—older, less polished—but unmistakably me, smiling beside a man I hadn’t seen in years.

I nodded silently, and watched as he walked towards a group of people towards the front of the hall. So much for being the billionaire's wife. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through I*******m, searching for style inspiration. A hand tapped me on the shoulder, jolting me out of my attention on my phone. I had to catch it before it fell out of my hands. I turned around, to find a sleek dressed man with gold rimmed square shaped glasses, dressed in a black tuxedo. He had pale green eyes, and an otherwise dazzling smile. “May I sit with you ma'am?” He asked, pointing his eyes towards the empty seat beside me. I instinctively searched around the hall for Maxwell. He seemed to have…vanished. More

"And eventually you will be my wife because next week we’ll get married already.” “H-How long do I have to pretend?" “Three months. After three months, we’ll file a divorce. As simple as that.” “W-What if... what if they find out about this agreement? I mean, it's really surprising to know that a rich CEO like you would marry a poor woman like me, right?” I told him with my brows furrowed. He heaved a deep sigh before responding. “They won’t know unless you make it obvious. I will pay you a huge amount of money, so you need to make sure you’ll be able to make them believe.”

"I find Harrison's disappearance to be highly suspicious. He was a very successful businessman, and it seems unlikely that he would simply disappear without a trace. Have the police been involved?" Henry began to cackle and his laughter was loud and wild, his eyes flashing with madness. The shareholders looked at him with concern, their faces pale and worried. "Why are you laughing?" Mrs. Will asked, her voice trembling. Henry's laughter died down, and he fixed the shareholder with a cold, hard stare. "It is funny to me that you think Harrison's disappearance is suspicious." The room was silent, the tension thick and heavy. The shareholders sat in stunned silence, their faces pale and their

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