The Billionaires Unkissed Wife Novels & Stories

“Wow. Do I need to curtsy?” Everyone around me laughed, including Estelle, Linden’s wife, Sadie, Cendric’s wife, whom I followed on I*******m. Of course, I already met Adley. I’ve watched London Striker’s wife, on the internet, who owns a ready-to-wear clothing brand, London Hester. And they were all billionaires. Damn. I wished I could vanish right now. If this floor had a hole, it could swallow me now. I didn’t care.

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.

"Your life, or your baby. But whatever your choice, your life won't be saved." I'm Belle Kensington, 27 years old. The only daughter of the Kensington family, once reputable in the business world before they fell into poverty. To save our family's business, my father sold me to a wealthy young Billionaire. A contract marriage, to be precise. But I made a fatal mistake. I'm pregnant. And my contract husband doesn't like my pregnancy. And could I be any unluckier? After receiving news of the pregnancy, the illness I had hidden for 10 years worsened. I couldn't let my family know about this.

Chapter 10 Some comment suggest the caption photo are Mr. Luxton and Keith Clark, suggested a romance brewing between, fueling further speculation and excitement among netizens. The post by some netizens are magazine photos , they smile, making it look like they were indeed in a deep and intimate conversation Anna couldn't help but feel a strange tightness in her chest. She knew rumors on the internet could be wildly inaccurate, but seeing such a photo and reading those comments made her feel uneasy. She wondered why Mr. Luxton hadn't mentioned anything about being in a relationship, especially since she was living in his house. Wouldn't it be reasonable to expect some kind of heads-up in su

' I’m going to do all I can to win them over. Traveling and being away from home is a major part of a businessperson’s life. The big merger of Weston's Fortune Five hundred company and the Japanese Tech company was in all the papers, business magazines, and even other popular magazines like People, Times, and others worldwide. Reporters wrote an article about how the youngest and now the wealthiest billionaire is a bachelor who had achieved something Musk and no other billionaire could accomplish! Because of these articles, Adonis wanted to keep their marriage a secret, at least until things cooled down. He wasn’t quite sure how the wealthy community would respond to his marriage to Safira.

Woods when I'm making fun of her, but when she claimed everything was because of how close we were, I felt awful. Does she consider me a hedonistic billionaire who sleeps with a different woman every day? After all, how could she act so normally following such a passionate kiss—hadn't my kiss even remotely affected her? She is not my wife, so from now on, I won't be calling her Mrs. Woods. My marriage to her is simply based on a contract that I have to use to restrain my feelings for her. "Oh no, Mr. Woods, your grandma sent only one pair of each item, so we should divide them up based on our individual needs." Hearing her voice, I came out of my dream world.

We didn’t look like two drunk idiots playing pretend. I looked up at Eric and said, “We’re screwed. “Completely, and utterly fucked.” My heart was pounding and then, I read the caption below the video: “British Billionaire Heir Marries Mystery Woman in Miami.” That one sentence was bold enough to punch my soul straight out of my body. I blinked at first, then blinked again. British… what? Billionaire… Who? “What—?” I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself.

But the question; I needed to answer. “Two Munites, I guess.” I said, my voice low and husky. They laughed uncontrollably, including me. As far as i was concerned. The answer hit me hard. I was the wife of one of the most famous billionaires in Los Angeles. The CEO of Blackwood Industries. We've been in love since college and we planned to keep ourselves till marriage. On our wedding night, I realised he had a small cock. He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off.

But in every single photo, the woman's face was partly hidden by big dark designer sunglasses or turned a little toward the sun, so outsiders could not tell who exactly she was. Because Adrian was one of the most admired, powerful, and famous billionaires in the country, his sudden posts showing a woman beside him set off a flood of wild messages from business partners, high-society rivals, and media people. His inbox was overflowing with hundreds of unread texts. Everyone in New York high society was going crazy, whispering and wondering if the famous bachelor had secretly started a new family behind closed doors after his big wedding with Natasha had fallen apart so badly. Up in the suite,

Luciano lifted me onto board table — crop top, belly, wedding skirt — and kissed me like no board meeting ever saw. Vanessa ran out, calling lawyer. Mrs. Potts burst in: "Ma'am! Sir! T****k! Your board speech! Someone leaked! 5 MILLION views! And—" She showed phone. *BREAKING: Billionaire's chubby wife takes over hospital board while pregnant in crop top wedding dress — investors love her! Stock up 8%!* Luciano laughed against my belly. "My queen. You just made me $80 million in 10 minutes. Still think you are just nanny?"