The Billionaire Husband In Disguise Novels & Stories

He boasted and I stared at him for a minute before laughing softly. The smug smile on his face vanished as I laughed, like he had just said something very funny. “Oh, Nathan. You're funny. And guess what, you're right. My husband is such a loving and doting man, he loves spending his money on me. I mean, he's a billionaire after all.” I said softly and he stiffened for a moment, his brows furrowing in confusion. “Your husband?” “I'm married, Mr Nathan. Is the diamond ring too unnoticeable?” I mumbled softly and took out my phone, clicking on a contact.

In a black suit that did not look like any suit I had ever seen him in, moving through a room full of the richest people in the country like he had built every wall of it himself. I wiped my eyes. I wiped them again, not caring about the mascara, not caring about anything, because this could not be real. This was a dream. I had fallen asleep somewhere and this was a dream. Then I heard Julian's voice beside me, low and stunned. "Dominic Ford?" I looked at Julian. I looked at Dominic. It was real. My husband was the chairman of Veil Holdings. My husband was the richest billionaire in the country. The mystery man. The ghost nobody had photographed. The man I had been plotting to seduce ten min

She pushed the covers off and stood, ignoring the way his gaze flickered over her briefly before he turned back toward the window. “What kind of event?” she asked, arms crossed. “A charity gala. High-profile. The media will be watching closely.” Leila sighed. “And I assume you expect me to act like the perfect doting wife?” Adrian turned, smirking. “Oh, darling—I expect you to convince them.” Her stomach twisted at the way he said it. Like he already knew she would. Like he already knew he was winning. She exhaled slowly. Fine. If this was how the game was played, she would play along.

She will make their lives miserable. When Oscar was dumbfounded by Aretha's words, he turned to see Roger, who was sitting leisurely in his chair, watching them. This person is a billionaire of AL. Oscar has to rely on Roger a lot. He doesn't want to lose the mountain of gold in front of him. If his daughter Jenny were to marry Roger, then the second half of Oscar's life would be worry-free. Oscar made a serious face at Aretha, raising his voice. "The police will take you away in a while. You will be arrested for abusing the company's public funds and assaulting others. This crime is hard to escape."

"On one hand, you show your deep love for Tessa, and on the other, you had sex with me behind her back. Does she know about this?" "And why do you live in the penthouse of the Twilight Club? Is it really because it's close to your Cosmos Holdings Group? No! It's because the Twilight Club is filled with women of all shapes and sizes for you to choose from, like a harem!" “Can you stop pretending to be so noble? Does Grandma really know what kind of person you are?" She let out all the words that had been bottled up inside her. She was furious. "You keep saying I have a strong agenda? Now I suspect that when you said you wanted me to have a child for the Robinson Family and then rushed to get

"Just give it a try." "Well honestly, with a staggering fifty million dollars in my bank account, I think I would get plastic surgery and start living under a fake identity." Samantha let out an exclamation that caught me off guard. "That's exactly what Alexandria would do!" My mouth opened in shock as I realized she was right. I had been so caught up in my own thoughts that I hadn't even realized it. I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me. If that's the case then I don't need to look further, Blackstone's new wife seems a little suspicious.

“I was never expecting you here.” Lucas chuckled,pulling off his glasses so he could stare at Luca properly “Didn’t you?” His gaze flickered to the grand stage where the Sinclair Holdings logo gleamed in gold. “I heard tonight was a special night. Thought I’d drop by and congratulate my ex-husband on his latest triumph.”

And I pathetically still love him. Why? I am scared as hell too. Why do things like these always happen to me? Why can't I have a bit of normal life? How could I never notice? Why didn't I look deeper? Was I that ignorant? Remembering what was in the files and letters, people described him as. A ruthless killer. A monster. A devil. I fell in love with a devil. He was the billionaire in disguise.

said someone who had dressed up as Hunter. Edgar disguised himself with an old face mask similar to Hunter's, a leather costume to cover his natural body shape and an old suit. He claimed to be Bhima, but in fact, he went alone. Bhima was already taken care of. When Bhima was told to turn around briefly by Edgar, Edgar quickly hit Bhima on the back of the neck and knocked him unconscious. Now, Bhima is sleeping in the patient's room instead of Edgar. After all, who would want his wife to be saved by someone else? The only person who could save Elissa was her husband, Edgar Zealand. "But you were normal before. Why are you in a wheelchair now?" asked the bodyguard suspiciously.