روايات وقصص ضمن The Billionaires Forgotten Wife

When she laughed, it was not with joy but with the brittle sound of glass breaking. “They eat it up like wolves,” she said, tossing the magazine aside with a flick of her wrist. Her green eyes glittered with cruel delight. “Every headline makes her look cheaper, dirtier. And the timing oh, it is delicious. Damian is out of the city, isn’t he? Absent. Silent. That silence will speak louder than any denial she can muster.” Helena’s gaze remained fixed on one of the glowing screens. The headline blared in bold letters, Billionaire’s wife Hides a Dark Past, Secret Child in Russia? She tapped her manicured nail against the glass, savoring the rhythm like a drumbeat of victory.

“The woman? She’s not on any employee records. Apparently, she rents a room upstairs and works part-time managing the register. Paid under the table.” He turned to her now. “Name?” Amanda hesitated. “I asked the shop owner. She said the woman goes by Lena Hart.” The name dropped like ice water down his spine. Dominic sat up straighter. “Say that again.” “Lena Hart,” Amanda repeated. “Why?” His mind went blank for a split second. No. It can’t be. “She was my wife,” he said flatly. Amanda’s jaw dropped. “Wait—that’s Lena Hart? The one from the contract marriage thing?”

That too to a rich dude according to the papers He read the headlines again, "Wife of billionaire king of the underworld" He scoffed at the phrase, "king of the underworld" and didn't really pay him much glance as his eyes were fixed on Bella, she was beautiful before but now she looks even more beautiful and elegant, she was the most obedient and quiet girlfriend he has ever had and he missed her, he never thought he would but damn, with her looking so hot, he felt like having her again and also have a bit of her billionaire husband money

She meant not telling all about her marital information and she didn't expect thaf her boss is actually on a the same situation like hers! She don't know her husband too and it's been five years already since she got married to a stranger listed in the marriage contract where she signed. "B-But how come... you don't know your own wife, Sir?" She's stuttering while asking. Unknowingly, she's feeling nervous. "How were you able to held a wedding without meeting her in the first place? Sir, this isn't a good topic to joke, you know." She forced herself to laugh. This is to cover her nervousness to resurface. She's afraid, she could get her boss' attention.

Anabelle said angrily while Octavius massaged his temple and didn’t refute her words as he knew that it was fruitless when he had behaved as she suffered from memory loss when he didn’t. “I mean my wife, that company belongs to her,” he said as he didn’t want to beat around the bush. He just wanted to later to hang up the call so that he could continue with his work. “Your wife? How? Hasn’t the company always belonged to Melda?” Anabelle asked curiously and in disbelief. She had investigated her brother’s wife in fear that she had married in because of his money and looks thus she knew most things about her.

She slowly obeyed him, Wilson entered, he placed a big brown envelope in her hands, holding the envelope she looked at the billionaire who only stared back at her with fascination dancing in his eyes. “Your boyfriend who happens to be Boss' nephew cheated on you with your stepsister, your stepmother and step brother had taken the inheritance your father left for you and ever since your father's death you have become the element of ridicule and maltreatment.” Wilson explained making Aliyah shut her eyes as memories of the past started biting back at her, she opened her eyes, shook her head trying to rid her mind of the past. “But,” The billionaire went beside her, took her shaky small hands i

Every breath felt heavy, and every small movement made her body tense before falling into suffocating silence as she reached her climax. Tears slipped down her cheeks without her realizing it, mixing with the cold sweat that hadn’t yet dried. She stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. How ironic. So this was what it felt like to be the wife of a billionaire who had everything except love. Slowly, Sarah pushed the vibrator aside and reached for her phone. Her nightly routine was always the same: opening her second I*******m account just to check one profile—@Iam.mia.

“She said Cassie looks exactly like her mother, and is yet to give her the documents she needs to claim everything that belongs to her, and she’s out here married to some man she won’t even name. Even Mom knows about him, and she keeps saying that man is going to help her take everything back. I swear, sometimes it feels like I’m not even their son with the way they talk about her.” Franklin went completely still on the other end of the line, the silence stretching just long enough to say everything words couldn’t. His wife had no idea she was sitting on a legacy worth billions, and yet she had already built her own empire from the ground up, step by step, without leaning on any of it.

Alex sighed tiredly while he stood there, after a few minutes had passed, he took his phone out. “What's on the news today?” I pried into his screen. Alex said nothing, his thumb flipping through with interest. The latest news was still the usual. Stocks. Liquidated assets, companies going bankrupt and much more. I studied enough before I looked away. Just when I adjusted to leaning on my side of the car, something else caught my eye. HEADLINE: FORMER BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE: VERONICA HARPER CAUGHT AT A HOSPITAL WITH A BABY BUMP AND A NEW MAN.

It was still early morning, and work hadn’t fully started, so gossip was welcome. When she reached Anna’s desk, where most of them had gathered, she paused and smiled again. “Well,” she said slowly, enjoying the suspense, “I just got some classified information.” Gasps followed immediately. “It turns out,” Nate continued, “that the tech billionaire divorced his wife not too long ago. And guess why?” Everyone leaned in. “Because of the woman he is about to marry now.” The hall erupted. “What?” “He was married before?” “Who would divorce such a handsome man?”