Billionaires Books for Women
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A Nanny for His Kids and Heart.
Ashley Smith finds herself at a crossroads after losing her job and facing eviction. Desperate for stability, she crosses paths with Owen Dalton, CEO of Dalton Empire-a man whose cold exterior hides a tumultuous past. Owen, struggling to connect with his mischievous twins reluctantly hires Ashley as their nanny. As Ashley settles into her role, spark flies between her and Owen but their romance faces challenges from manipulators and frenemies. Amidst the turmoil, Ashley uncovers shocking ties to Owen's family history, raising questions about their intertwined fate. Secrets unravel as they confront deceit and danger, testing their newfound trust and love. With the twins mother back to take what belongs to her, Ashley and Owe must navigate the shadows of their pasts to forge a future together. But will it be possible, when danger lurks from both ends? P.S. If you enjoyed this book, you won't want to miss my other story(LOVE BEYOND NUMBER), which is a crossover with this one! The two books share connections-characters, mysteries, and hidden clues that link their worlds together. Reading both will give you the full experience and reveal secrets you won't find anywhere else!/0/78691/coverorgin.jpg?v=d85005daeb5daed4c302ae34f5e2cc11&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marry My Mommy, Stranger
Vivianna's husband married her for her inheritance, and after he took everything she had, he sent her to a gigolo's bed and took pictures. He threatened her to divorce with those pictures and forced her out of her house without a penny. She left her home country in disgrace. Four years later, she returned home as a Chief Jewelry Designer, and had a three-year-old son. Her genius boy told her after he got off the plane, "I'll get the richest man in the world to be my daddy and back you up!" She took it as a joke, yet two days later, her assistant told her that her son was stolen by the most powerful man in the world, and invited her to dinner?! When meeting, that man held her little boy and told her domineeringly, "He called me dad. Hum... not bad."/0/83697/coverorgin.jpg?v=1dd4a172313ac47d32257855eae07d03&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scorned Wife's Staggering Fortune
For eight years, I played the perfect Sterling wife-flawless galas, impeccable children, managing an empire. My quiet smile was a performance, a countdown to my escape from a life I never truly owned. Then, Richard brought her home: Chloe, his "authentic" high school sweetheart, ready to play the homewrecker. I watched, amused, as my world shattered on cue, my children turning against me under her sweet influence. But amusement turned to disgust when the "accidents" began – shellfish, drowning, a staged fall – all pointing to me, the jealous wife. Richard' s rage erupted, not at her lies, but at my supposed malice. He slapped me, sent me crashing into glass, then left me bleeding on the floor, confined to my room. My own children, Madison and Liam, saw her staged tears, not my pain, calling me toxic and vindictive. They chose her, their "Aunt Chloe," over their own mother, cheering on my destruction. How could my children, whom I' d dedicated my life to, believe such an obvious charade engineered by a woman less than half my age? Why did I, the master strategist, allow myself to become a bruised, discarded prop in their narrative? Trapped in a freezing wine cellar, moments from death, a familiar voice echoed: "Contract fulfilled, Sarah. Initiating extraction." Only my "death" wasn't the end. It was my rebirth, my strategic return to dismantle the Sterling delusion and reclaim my life, this time on my own devastating terms./0/82602/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200805&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scorned Fiance: Reclaiming His Crown
I barely had two pennies to rub together, living in a small back-house room the Petersons let me use, but at least I had Tiffany. Tiffany Peterson, my beautiful fiancée, was my world. That was, until she didn't come home from whatever party she' d gone to. The next morning, Julian Astor III, New York' s notorious playboy, appeared. He smirked, waving Tiffany's silk scarf in my face. "Found it in my penthouse this morning. Tiffany left in a bit of a hurry. You'll be seeing a lot more of her." Tiffany confirmed it all, not a trace of remorse on her face. Our engagement? "A formality, darling. Julian is my future." Later, Julian returned to my room, his goons beating my only friend, Mike, just for asking questions. Julian then detailed intimate acts with Tiffany, twisting the knife. When I confronted the Petersons, my adoptive parents, they sneered: "You're a nobody, Alex. An orphan we took in out of charity. You will go along with it." My supposed family, the people who raised me, were selling me out, orchestrating my humiliation for their social climb. My world shattered. How could this be happening? The woman I loved, my adoptive family, all conspiring to humiliate and discard me like trash. Why? What had I ever done to deserve such betrayal and cruelty? Broken and devoid of hope, I started packing my worn duffel bag – the only thing left from my parents. Then, something fell out: a faded photograph of a woman with my eyes, wearing a unique crescent-moon pendant. A stranger named Chloe Vanderbilt later saw it and whispered of "a prominent family, a lost heir, connected by a crescent symbol." Was there more to my past than I knew? And could this secret be my only way out of this nightmare?/0/80412/coverorgin.jpg?v=817e735def5172a4d9df0b2fff74b9ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
At Twenty Weeks, He Faked My Miscarriage
For a decade, I was Amelia Ross, the Upper East Side's most publicly humiliated wife. Page Six kept a running tally of my husband Jared Sterling's affairs, a humiliating "Sterling's Scorecard." My entire independent design career, my peace of mind, even my very identity, had been sacrificed to protect the Sterling family's gilded facade. Then, with surgical cruelty, Jared orchestrated a "routine check-up" during my twenty-week pregnancy. It ended not with a healthy heartbeat, but a fabricated miscarriage report and a hefty gag order. "You're not fit to carry a Sterling heir," he sneered, tossing the paperwork at me as he celebrated with Kendra Bell, his latest "passion muse." My heart, already a mosaic of fractures from 99 prior betrayals, shattered into dust. While Jared and Kendra toasted their "undying love," my baby was gone, a life stolen, and my agony dismissed as inconvenient. The public, his family, even Jared himself, expected me to collapse, to beg for forgiveness, to cling to the wreckage of our marriage like I always had. They expected tears, desperation, and another humiliating plea. But the hundredth cut didn't break me; it forged me anew. From that moment on, I didn't just walk away; I turned the page, ready to build an empire of my own, free from the Sterling name, ready to redefine what "Amelia Ross" truly meant./0/23469/coverorgin.jpg?v=2cc2d6a3303eba249fc10bd4ec465d65&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Accidentally Married a Playboy
"You're such a rogue how could you do this to me! I'll regret the day I ever married you !" She screamed. His smirk never left his face. "You married a Playboy sweetheart " He spoke coldly. Kathleen had always wanted a perfect relationship, she ran away from her abusive relationship only to get married to a mysterious man the same day. Will this stranger treat her any better than her ex? It turned out she got married to a playboy who wasn't ready to be chained down by marriage!/0/86826/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212617&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond The Fairy Tale: A Monster
They called me the luckiest woman in New York, the girl from nowhere who had somehow captured the Sterling heir, Liam. He fought his powerful family for me, gave up his inheritance, and it was a fairy tale. Then, his brother died, and Liam became the sole heir, forced into an arranged marriage with his widowed sister-in-law, Scarlett. The city expected him to drop me, but he dramatically announced our engagement still stood. Everyone saw a grand love story. I knew the truth. While the world saw a hero, I saw a monster. He crept into Scarlett' s bed nightly, leaving me a prisoner in his house, bound by his family' s cruel rules. When I discovered I was pregnant, his mother, Mrs. Sterling, dragged me to a clinic, forcing an abortion for their "pure Sterling line." But the true horror came weeks later: an anonymous medical file revealed Liam hadn' t just allowed the abortion; he' d secretly ordered the doctor to remove my uterus, ensuring I could never bear another child, never have a claim to the Sterling fortune through an heir. He had carved out my womanhood. The love I had for him died, replaced by a cold, sharp rage. He thought I was broken, a fragile pet, but he was wrong. I would make him believe I died for him, a tragic victim of a love he destroyed. I would fake my death, escape this gilded cage, and one day, I would have my revenge. My freedom began with playing the docile, heartbroken lover, letting him believe he was in control, utterly unaware he was dancing to my tune./0/94335/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106214402&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unseen Wife's Six-Year Sacrifice
For six years, I was the perfect wife to a tech CEO and stepmother to his son, a role I took on to repay a debt. I poured my soul into a family that saw me as nothing more than a placeholder for his dead wife. On our anniversary, my six-year-old stepson pointed at our family portrait and screamed that he wanted me gone, replaced by my husband's assistant. Later, in a fit of rage, he killed my dog, my only link to my old life. My husband's only reaction was to call the dying animal a "menace." After six years of silent sacrifice, that single act of cruelty was the final straw. As I signed the divorce papers, my husband scoffed in disbelief. "You're throwing this all away for a dog?" I looked him dead in the eye. "That dog was more family to me than you ever were."/0/80725/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed58483ae27f9654eb0f5222781002aa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Mr. Thorne
For ten years, I was Sarah, the billionaire tech mogul Alex Thorne’s secret girlfriend, a ghost hidden away while he built his empire. I toiled in his marketing department, hoping one day he'd make us public. But then my father, my only family, was dying, needing a treatment I couldn’t afford. Alex wouldn't see me, not even for an emergency, and my father died waiting. Heartbroken, I went to his penthouse to collect my things, only to find his icy COO, Jessica, lounging on his bed, wearing my silk robe. Alex emerged, unfazed, then Jessica smirked, confessing she’d methodically sabotaged my career for a decade, suppressing my pay, blocking my promotions. To my horror, Alex dismissed my ten years with him as a mere “transaction,” calling me a "liability" and siding with the woman who gleefully admitted destroying my life. The man I loved, the man who could've saved my father with pocket change, had allowed this calculated cruelty to unfold. How could my loyalty and love be so profoundly worthless to him? But a quiet strength surged. I raged, not about his money, but his fraud, his betrayal of a decade of my life. Then, a surprising proposal from my childhood friend, David, offered a lifeline. I quit, and with a defiant click, posted my wedding invitation, marrying David in seven days, announcing a true new chapter to Alex's entire company. They threatened, slandered, but I was done being quiet; I had my own truth to tell, a new life to build, and this time, it was all mine./0/66020/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The possessive billionaire
The possessive billionaire ** Léna Moreau ** is the only daughter of ** Victor Moreau **, one of the most influential and respected billionaires in the country. She has always lived protected in luxury and security, surrounded by a world where money and power reign supreme. However, her life rocks the day she meets ** Gabriel Beaumont **, a mysterious and dreaded billionaire which is accidentally found on the lands of her father. At the start, Lena sees it as a simple intruder, but she ignores that their meeting is not the fruit of chance. Gabriel, attracted by the strength of character and the beauty of Léna, begins to approach her, awakening in her feelings mixed with fascination and distrust. Throughout their exchanges, Léna discovers a world hidden from rivalries, family secrets, and powerful games much darker than she would have imagined. Torn between her nascent love for Gabriel and her loyalty to her family, Léna will have to sail in a dangerous universe where each decision can have dramatic consequences. In this struggle for power and love, she will have to choose between the security of her past life and the irrepressible attraction for a man who embodies all that she has always feared and desired./0/25190/coverorgin.jpg?v=84dea22f1e35b161a2c233e8b1376486&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hidden Me
"The story began with a contract of hidden marriage, which combined Jessica, the most ordinary girl, with Lance, the most powerful and mysterious man in B City. However, for Jessica, the hidden marriage was not so sweet as she imagined, instead, her husband was cool and flirtatious. When he hooked up with a pop actress again and made the whole city known, she decided to divorce him, but her request for divorce was surprisingly rejected by him. Jessica was annoyed with him, but she had no power to conquer. Unexpectedly, a new gossip spread all over the city that the pop actress lost all her jobs in the film industry because she offended the most powerful businessman’s wife. Jessica wondered, “Who is the wife?”"/0/43337/coverorgin.jpg?v=e798b994c140d39d2518ccc80970d925&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant but Rejected as A Billionaire's Wife
Whether this is actually luck or misfortune being experienced by a man named Lucas Orion. Due to something unintentional, the man made a big mistake by sleeping with his own boss, Deasy Winterborne. In truth, this is not entirely Lucas' fault. It could be said that Deasy, that night, raped and took her virginity. To make matters worse, a few weeks later, what was feared actually happened. Deasy is pregnant, and of course, the baby she carries is the result of what Lucas sowed. Lucas tries hard to take responsibility, but Deasy always refuses, considering Lucas just a regular staff member who is not on her level. So, can Lucas melt Deasy's heart, as hard as a rock? As for Deasy herself, will she eventually soften or even grow more distant, especially after finding out who Lucas truly is?/0/32230/coverorgin.jpg?v=13f4df028810dd09c4fa15269c1f5225&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Painful pleasure
"yes! Your pain is my pleasure" Kimberly Lockwood, a ruthless billionaire who would do anything to make every man tremble at the sound of her name. And the only tools she needed was her quest for revenge. Tien Tyler a ruthless mafian who hated women with passion had fallen in love with the devil her self. What happens when the first woman he wanted also wanted his head on a plate. Will love come in the way of revenge?/0/80882/coverorgin.jpg?v=090b0a7e9de602a20bd17ec9b3fd808b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Strategic Bride
As Ainsworth Global’s heir, my father demanded I marry and secure our legacy. He’d handpicked three women—Chloe, Maya, and Ava—groomed to become my wife and a firm co-leader. This was the “Ainsworth Imperative.” But their smiles masked disdain. They saw me as a weak, bookish placeholder, easily swayed by Julian Vance, our estate manager’s charming, opportunistic son. Then, the truth shattered everything: I overheard Chloe tell Jules, “Marrying Ethan is just business. Once I have the Ainsworth heir… we’ll push him out.” My infatuation curdled into profound disgust. They consistently sided with Jules, letting him make me look foolish publicly. My passion project, a tech incubator, was secretly gutted—its funds diverted to Jules's dubious ‘charities’ under Chloe’s deceptive management. They dismissed my accusations as mere jealousy. Their blatant betrayal and willful ignorance were sickening. I was a pawn, expected to be a stepping stone for their ambition. Their “loyalty” was a cruel joke. Trapped by my father’s expectations, I felt my entire life being stolen, molded by their greedy hands. But I refused to be their fool. Days before the high-profile Ainsworth Foundation Gala, I announced my engagement. Not to one of them, but to Sophia Valeriano—the West Coast tech heiress, rumored to be crippled and infertile. It was my strategic strike, poised to upend their carefully laid plans./0/83385/coverorgin.jpg?v=976a29aaf44f547d100ad8c65c6d62c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Second Chance, Mr. CEO
I pretended to be a gold-digger, a clever social climber who snagged the CEO. But I was hiding a secret: I engineered our entire relationship to save Ethan' s life. My family' s foundation held the only cure for his rare disease, and the price was simple: he had to be family. He hated me for it, fueled by his "sickly" ex, Jessica, who conveniently claimed a mugging left her with chronic pain-a lie that bound him with guilt. Then a viral photo of Ethan and Jessica hit the gossip blogs. His immediate accusation stabbed me: "Did you do this? You were jealous." He systematically dismantled my career, stripping me of my key projects, forcing me to take the fall for Jessica' s colossal failures. When I discovered I was pregnant, I rushed to tell him, only to find Jessica waiting. She smirked, revealing her mugging was a drunken accident, then shoved me down a flight of stairs. I lay bleeding, miscarrying our baby, as Ethan scooped up wailing Jessica and called me a "monster." He walked away, leaving me to die. The man I saved, the father of my lost child, abandoned me for a pathological liar. The betrayal was absolute, the injustice unfathomable. But my powerful family didn't let me die. They faked my death, spirited me away, and wiped me from existence. Ethan, consumed by guilt once he discovered Jessica' s truth, frantically searched for a ghost. Three years later, he crashed my wedding, desperate for a second chance. He didn't know I orchestrated his presence, ready to deliver the final, devastating truth: our "marriage" was never legal. And the watch that haunted his desperate search? I threw it in a dumpster months ago./0/88704/coverorgin.jpg?v=ebc9421c70d5d5b395fd8f67ad1b7124&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire virgin
He built an empire without ever being touched. She was supposed to be the one telling his story-not changing it. Julian Cross is a tech prodigy, a reclusive billionaire, and the media's favorite enigma. He's also a thirty-two-year-old virgin-and not because he can't have anyone, but because he's never let anyone close enough. His life is control, silence, and steel... until isla Monroe crashes into it. Isla is a journalist trying to resurrect her stalled career. One exclusive with Julian could mean redemption. But she never expects the guarded man behind the genius to be so devastatingly human. So lonely. So unclaimed. What begins as a professional assignment spirals into forbidden kisses, stolen moments, and a connection too powerful to ignore. But when their intimacy explodes into the public eye, Isla becomes the villain in a narrative written by vultures. Now the world is watching. Secrets are surfacing. And Julian must decide if he's willing to risk his legacy-for love. Because sometimes the man who has never been touched... is the one who burns the brightest/0/41773/coverorgin.jpg?v=2af1db0f40c61379d5ded144138450a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Triumph Of My Cheating Husband
What turned out to be a joke from him was forcing me to sign the divorce papers. I refused to sign until I knew why, he became cold, aloof me a lot and paid no attention to me anymore. 8 months ago, I signed a contract marriage with one of the richest billionaires in town. Not until I saw him shamelessly romancing with his ex-girlfriend, they were happy together, so I concluded inside of me, I signed the divorce papers and flee into the dark night alongside with a miracle. Pregnancy! 3 years later, I returned to the city as a successful businesswoman alongside my son I kept away from the world. My mission is to revenge.World turns in my favor when his company became bankrupt and needed shareholders. My miracle has come, I'll anonymously reap him off everything he ever cherished. What happens when our parts crossed, and he founds out I had a child with him. "Come back home WIFEY, you left with my heart." I heard his screeching faint voice begged me. BUT, will I ever forgive him for cheating on me?/0/89017/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106213405&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married to a Monster: My Silent Scream
My eight-year marriage to tech mogul James Slater was a secret, a perfect facade of love and devotion. I was a celebrity chef, he was the doting husband, but it was all a beautiful lie. On our eighth anniversary, James showed me a video: my younger brother, Kelley, tied to a chair, humiliated, being tortured by an "artist" named Kirsten Casey. James called it "performance art," a twisted display of his new muse's "vision." He dismissed my horror, his staff echoing his words, claiming I "wouldn't understand." He gave me an ultimatum: prove Kirsten's illegality or publicly apologize for slandering her. When I pleaded for Kelley, he offered a million dollars for therapy, his voice flat and final. He said Kirsten was "important" and I wouldn't stand in her way. The truth was a physical blow. James was Kirsten's patron, her lover, her legal shield. He was using his immense power to protect her cruelty. I was trapped, isolated, my home a cage. "You're her lawyer? You're helping her do this?" I choked out, my voice raw. He just looked at me, his eyes devoid of love, and said, "Hannah, don't make this difficult." I signed the papers, desperate to protect Kelley. But it was too late. Kelley jumped. At the hospital, James, the primary benefactor, ordered them not to "waste resources." My brother died. My baby, too, lost in the horror. I was shattered, blaming myself for trusting him./0/72904/coverorgin.jpg?v=e26abc67c7fc0106855047b100e83d55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Secret Wife Of The Billionaire
Antonia Rossi is forced to take the place of her step-sister to become the wife of a billionaire tech genius who she knows nothing about, just to save her father. After a drunken one night stand, she then ends up pregnant for her husband and is being mistreated by her husband and is being forced not to show her face in public as his wife. Antonia plans to get revenge on her husband and her family for putting her through a lot. As time passes Alessandro finds himself falling deeply for Antonia but she then threatens him with a divorce. The night which Antonia and Alessandro where meant to separate, their house was attacked only to find out that it was Alessandro step-brother and Antonia step-sister who was secretly planning to kill her and Alessandro just to take over the company. Will Antonia and Alessandro survive?, And would love ever spark between Antonia and Alessandro?./0/42712/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240205171613&imageMogr2/format/webp)
