The Billionaires Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

I picked up my hairdryer and resumed drying my curly hair as Alissa sang loudly on my bed about how amazing she was as a friend and that Friday was going to be the best birthday I'd ever had, which I highly doubt. These billionaires better send some good-ass gifts or I'm fighting Alissa. By Wednesday, 6 Billionaires had sent a gift with a card or just a card saying sorry they missed my birthday or something to seem sympathetic. One of them sent $100 a card. "See I told you it would work, you buzzkill. There are only 3 more billionaires left to end a card or gift," Alissa said shutting the front door after collecting yet another gift, this one coming with synthetic flowers.

She headed back to her desk to work. “Don’t worry,” Bart addressed the group. “We talked to Mr. Windermere. He’s in a good mood today, thanks to a visit from his wife.” Liliana froze mid-typing and looked at Bart. What a traitor! “Wait, you met his wife? Is she pretty?” Bart paused dramatically, clearly enjoying the moment. “Yes, she’s incredibly beautiful.” “Sir, don’t fall for your boss’s wife! You might steal her away!” someone joked, making Liliana nearly choke on her drink.

He then turned around to leave when, "I'm afraid you're going to want to hear this Mr. Miller. It's about your wife." Words he'd been afraid to hear. He stopped in his tracks ignoring his heart beating a mile a minute. "We have reason to believe her accident wasn't really an accident." He felt his whole world collapse to the ground. What were his ears hearing? No it can't have been. His wife was the sweetest kindest soul in the universe, who would want to harm her? But Aaron had to make sure that his ears weren't playing tricks on him before he let his conspiracy theories run wild. So,

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

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".

“Why would you betray me like this? All the love, all the promises… was it all a lie? Was it all for nothing?” Back at the wedding, Devon stood with Nana and Richard, a fake smile plastered on his face. The party was coming to a close, some of the guests were leaving, while some were still networking as the event was a gathering of Billionaire’s. “That was good, my boy,” Nana said, a proud smile on her face. “The last thing we need is for the media to get a hint of what is going on. They think Yvonne is Hope’s mom, and that’s all that matters.”

she scoffed at the thought of that. "Oh, it occurred to me that you don't have a good memory". She walks around her in circles . "Let me remind you, I'm Daisy Campbell; Milo Kai Anton's wife. What is he again...?" She tapped her index finger at the corner of her lips. "Ye...yes, I heard is a Billionaire. I heard he owns Westwood city". Elleney stared at her in a daze, but she didn't stop. She continued "...it can be safe to say that he is a robber, probably a kidnapper because...".

I surrendered my all to him but all he could pay me back with is getting married to my best friend, Bella! It doesn't seem to make sense to me no matter how I think of it, I am still so shocked! Where did it all go wrong? Where!! "Shit!" Seraphina suddenly muttered and reversed the car all of a sudden. "The reporters are all over my house already, how did they even find out that you will be here?" This is one of the biggest gist in New York so I am sure they wouldn't want to miss any single detail. "One of the richest Billionaires in New York, Rufus Williams,dumped his wife, Nora Williams, and got married to her best friend."

I had hired him because he was no-nonsense, but right then, I could have used a little pussyfooting around. I turned to Amaya and saw she had gone nearly gray. I wanted to reach out and hold her, but I couldn’t. I was rooted to the spot, frozen, and I felt as though the world was splintering to pieces around me as I stood there and looked at the woman I had been sure was my wife. She opened her mouth, lifting her eyes to look at the two of us, from me to Neil and back again. “We’re not married?” And as soon as she spoke the words, the situation switched into high gear. This was just about to get seriously complicated.

She hugged all of her children again, and Nicholas too with tears in her eyes. "I love you Nicholas," Astra said as they were on their way to the airport, to enjoy two weeks of their life, and to celebrate thier five years in marriage and up to thirteen years in love. "And I love you Astra," Nicholas said to her. Astra had come quite a long way Nicholas, from being dazzled by the billionaire, to loving him, getting pregnant, getting divorced and somehow finding their way back to each other. It had been a ride. A very long and turbulent one, but she would do it again, she would go through all that she had been from the beginning if it was sure that at the end, she would still be this billiona