The Billionaire's Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

She was here for a reason that even the gods didn't know why. How she ended up married to the billionaire playboy was beyond her. Two years ago, being drunk and stupid, she accidentally married him. Oh yes, it was just a mistake, a fuckin' stupid drunken judgment, not that she could blame herself. After all, being too drunk in Las Vegas and accidentally marrying a billionaire was never on her bucket list.

Silence suddenly took over their conversation as Jackson dumbfoundedly stared at Chris’s cheerful eyes and bright smile. “Congratulations! You are a billionaire and the father of a triplet! Ta-da!”

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

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.

she hissed immediately, her eyes wide with fear. “No, not about Lucas. Not yet. But he forced a marriage contract on me. It was ten million dollars or losing the company and going to court. Mia, I had to sign it. I’m his wife now, his fake wife, and I have to move into the penthouse tonight.” Mia looked ready to faint. “Are you insane? You’re going to live with him? The one man who could recognize Lucas in a heartbeat? What about the hacking?"

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

Serenity laughed and said, “I’ll believe it if you have evidence, but I’ll never believe it if you can’t prove that you’re a billionaire. “Billionaires aren’t ordinary people. Do you think you can find one just by strolling down the street? We got married out of convenience. If I ended up marrying a billionaire just like this, pigs might start flying.” He worked in York Corporation and also had York as his last name, so it was easy for others to suspect that he was related to the richest man in the city. However, the car he drove, the house he lived in, and the daily expenses he spent with her were no different from that of ordinary people. Furthermore, if he really were the heir of the York

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.

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?'

He smiled and held my hand that was lying on the table. “I’ve told you countless times that I’m not your wife, yet you still don’t believe me,” I whispered softly, staring at his hand that was clutching mine. Why the hell are you thumping so quickly, heart? Stop now because you’re about to leave. He laughed dryly before looking me in the eyes. “My wife… she does so many horrible things that the only thing I want for her is to rot in hell,” he said, shaking his head, “that’s why I’m looking for her so she can pay for it. It was unfortunate for your side because we mistook you for her. That night, my agent told me that Veronica was in that club and partying. We made a mistake, and I apologize