The Billionaire's Fake Wife Novels & Stories

But now, seeing the woman's defeat and painful look, made him want to have her all the more. "Wait, I don't believe you. Are you- wait, t-the Shawn Richmond? CEO of…" "Yes," Oh goodness! This man, her husband? How insane? This is impossible. It was just a single, straightforward reply, but it had a massive impact. How could she be this stupid? The man was nothing but a cold-hearted billionaire playboy, rich and demanding and evil and so sexy and.... hot! damn it! "Oh my God..."

It was obvious that this person knew enough about her to even know what she has with Morgan is fake. “What do you mean by saying my husband is fake?” She asked, hoping it wasn't what she was thinking. “Oh common pumpkin, don't play dumb with me. We both know that's true, your marriage is fake.” Olivia fell silent, her heart beating rapidly. “Who exactly are you?” She suddenly asked. The man fell into laughter, “My pumpkin Is so cute when she is curious. Like I said, don't worry about me, worry about yourself.” “Your fake husband is a selfish and ambitious capitalist, he wouldn't do anything that won't give him profit. Do you think he'd come to get you, when he wouldn't be getting anything in

“Are you forgetting what your last name is? You’re a Scott. That means my money is your money—you are a billionaire, sweetheart. You will never have to work a day in your life.” I scoffed. “I am merely borrowing your name. You and I both know that I do not have those billions. Need I remind you that this marriage is fake.” Something flashed across his eyes. “You will not work for him, Dove. I forbid it.” “You can’t do that,” I shot back. Why was he being so difficult? I could not understand it at all. This was my life and if I was willing to brave having to be around Dylan then he should just accept it so that we can all move on happily.

she explained and I nodded my head in relief. The lady didn't say anything else, she adjusted back into her seat and I took my eyes out of the window. “I am going to act like Julianne Crawford, I am going to loot from the Crawford. They have so much and wouldn't notice if anything goes missing. I am now a multi-billionaire’s daughter-in-law and I'm going to act as one. I am no longer Quiva Jones a pickpocket, but Julianne Crawford.” Chuckling at my thought, I rested my head on the backrest and closed my eyes, inhaling the cool breeze.

"And do you also know about her first love? That one woman who left him when they were still young? He's still waiting for her until now, do you know that?" "Y-Yes. But I'm afraid I can't tell any more details about that, ma'am." I nodded. "Yeah right, I almost forgot that you're actually a loyal man to your boss. But you know what, Henry?" "Ma'am?" "Well, I know you already know, but I was actually born from a poor family. A family who can't even afford to pay their monthly rent. If you still don't know yet, the reason why I actually agreed on having a fake relationship with your boss is because I needed the money. I needed it to be able to pay my family's debts."

“You really love that word for someone who’s never had to spell it.” His eyes finally met mine. Heat. Ice. Chaos. I swallowed and tried not to combust. “I was curious,” I said. “You never told me why you need a fake girlfriend.” “For a business deal.” I blinked. That was… honest? “What kind of deal?” He smiled lazily. “Curious, are we?” “Yes. I’m literally sitting in a car with a man I barely know, about to have dinner with his billionaire father. I think I deserve a few details.”

I started sobbing, The realization of what had happened while I was still unconscious hit me, everyone now knew that I was the billionaire’s fake wife. And while I don’t think he’s receiving any backlash at all, I could still hear their voices murmuring. They said I was a gold-digger, a college dropout. I mean, the only part that was a lie was the gold-digging part. “Honestly Hayley, while I would love to talk about this, I don’t think we should right now. Let’s focus on you bouncing back to health and….” I cut him off

"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

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...

Laila explains relaxing her head on her desk. “Well why give her a contract if you don’t wanna work with her?”Xavier asked,Laila lifted her head up and looked over at Xavier blowing on the loose strand of her hair away from her face. “Well her book was well written and her storyline is interesting”Laila groans. “Well what’s her book about?”Mike curiously asked. “It’s about an arrogant billionaire that detest women but later fell in love with an orphan”Laila explains as they all nodded their heads in approval of the storyline.