The Billionaire’s Fake Wife Novels & Stories

"And you agreed?" Amelia stopped making coffee and looked directly into her friend's eyes. "How can you ask me that? Of course I didn't accept! I don't even know if he's a real millionaire, I'm not going to get into fraud, Fatima". "That car he was driving is from this year, Amelia, he's not a pauper". "And what do you want me to do with that information? Fatima, who in their right mind chases a person down the street just to desperately ask her to be his fake wife? For heaven's sake!"

Maybe all of these aches will go away. He was Nicholas Michealson, and he wasn’t supposed to bow to anyone. Three times richest man according to Forbes and the CEO of a chain of multi-billion dollar restaurants, he shouldn’t be scared of a mere woman. Not just any woman, the one who broke his heart and reduced him to nothing. She made him crave her love till money meant so little to him, and all he wanted was to be wrapped in her arms. No woman would do that to him and go scot-free. He had the power to do and Undo.

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 was a fake wife. The excitement and wonder she had felt only moments ago quickly dissipated, replaced by a sinking feeling in her stomach. How could she have been so foolish to forget why she was here in the first place? Isabella had agreed to become a fake wife for a wealthy businessman as a way to help her father pay off his debts. At the time, it had seemed like a straightforward transaction. She would just give him his baby, and in return, her father's financial troubles would be resolved. But now, as she stood in the midst of such luxury, she couldn't help but wonder if it was really worth it.

"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.

"So, let me get this straight. The same Damien Logan, the insanely hot, ridiculously rich Billionaire CEO is offering you a fake marriage and enough money to wipe out your debt?" "Yes", "Are you freaking kidding me?! Girl, do you know how lucky you are?! And you’re actually sitting there thinking about it?" "Julie, it’s crazy! Who even does this kind of thing?" "Billionaires, apparently," she said dryly. "Okay, serious talk, what are the terms? How much is he paying you?" "I don’t know yet. He just said it’ll be a huge amount and that he’ll pay me upfront." Julie whistled. "Ariana, listen to me carefully. You are BROKE. You have DEBT. And this man is offering you a life of luxury just to pla

People would think because I married a billionaire and appeared on TV, then I was suddenly a billionaire too. "That's not true. I plan on giving you part of the payment tonight and then I'll try and pay the rest by next week." I said in a pleading tone. "Why don't you ask your billionaire husband for help? I'm sure he wouldn't want his wife to be thrown out on the streets." He said with a cunning smile. "I can't- do that." I shuttered, not knowing how to explain to him that I wasn't Allen's real bride, I was just a substitute.

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...

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

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.