Billionaires Books for Women
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Billionaire's Pampered Wife
"On the way to escape, a stranger took away her virginity. She didn't expect that the stranger was Jasper Milton, who was rich and powerful, as well as ruthless and cold. It was said that he didn't love woman. However, it was not true. She was suffering from a sore back after having sex with him every day, and finally she couldn't stand it, "You don't need to be responsible for me anymore, and you are free now." He sat by her bed, pulled her into his arms, and said gently: "Stella, are you mistaken, shouldn't it be you who is responsible? "" Stella Grace:"..."" "/1/109415/coverorgin.jpg?v=482d7b43a69dfdc4f4f3828228261edb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Life: Dead Wife Rises For Vengeance
On her second wedding anniversary, Andrea Reed lost everything. Her husband demanded a divorce. Her stepsister was his mistress. And the family empire she'd spent years protecting? Just a prize they'd plotted to steal. Before she could fight back, they pushed her off a cliff-pregnant, broken, and full of regret. But fate gave her a second chance. This time, she's not naive. She chooses power. Revenge. She plays the perfect fiancée while collecting proof. Turns their traps into public humiliation. Lets her enemies destroy themselves from within. She'll make them beg for mercy before they fall. And then there's Samuel Kingswell. Dangerously powerful, unreadable, the only man who sees straight through her perfect, smiling mask.He's a wild card. And for the first time in this fight, she doesn't know what to expect./0/98478/coverorgin.jpg?v=927d35927a69a3203fdac828619f8bd6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bride He Cast Away on Their Wedding Night
In the glittering world of high society and cutthroat ambition, a single sentence shatters a marriage: "Let's get a divorce." For three years, Claire Thompson has lived in exile, her marriage to the powerful Nelson Cooper a hollow shell existing only on paper. Shipped abroad on her wedding day and utterly forgotten, she returns only to be handed divorce papers. But Claire is no longer the timid, heartbroken girl she once was. Behind her quiet facade lies a woman transformed, secretly rejoicing at her newfound freedom. However, freedom comes with a price. As Claire signs the papers with relief, a chilling phone call reveals a dark truth: the threats she faced overseas were no accident, and the trail leads shockingly close to home-to the family that raised her and the husband who discarded her. Just as she prepares to sever all ties, a twist of fate pulls her back into the gilded cage. Nelson, for reasons unknown, suddenly stalls the divorce. Meanwhile, the family that disowned her and the fragile, manipulative sister who stole her life are determined to ruin her reputation and drive her out for good. But Claire is playing a different game now. With a mysterious new identity, powerful allies, and secrets of her own, she is no one's pawn. As hidden truths unravel and loyalties are tested, a stunning question emerges: In this high-stakes battle of love, betrayal, and revenge, who is truly trapping whom?/0/81262/coverorgin.jpg?v=54deda504a91a0eb1f8c5549d31d6a2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forsaken Daughter Turns the Game Upside Down
Season 1: Esther Davenier has spent her life proving she belongs-first to the elite family who raised her, then to a society that values bloodlines over loyalty. But when a long-lost "real" daughter is found, Esther is discarded like yesterday's scandal-her name erased, her face mocked, her engagement stolen. They thought they could bury her. But Esther doesn't go quietly. Armed with multiple powerful hidden identities and a dangerous new ally-CEO Evander Westvale, the man they said she could never have-Esther steps back into the limelight not to reclaim what was stolen, but to take what was never offered. Now she's more than ready to turn the game upside down. Season 2: When the powerful Davenier family reunites, Victor Davenier moves the Victory Group back to their homeland to spend more time with his daughter-Esther Davenier. Because of this, Roger Davenier, Esther's twin brother, finds himself buried in responsibilities, leaving no time for love-until a beautiful secretary, Alexandra, walks into his life uninvited and slowly pulls him closer. But Alexandra is caught between a protective mother hiding a dark past, a jealous rival determined to humiliate her, and a powerful client who sees her as more than just a secretary. Drawn into a dangerous game of power, desire, and betrayal, she must find her strength to survive. And Roger? He's no longer sure if he's protecting his secretary... or falling hopelessly in love with her./0/78458/coverorgin.jpg?v=eeae7fcbdf452e964c10ce9006d36655&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Amazing Ex-wife Is Back!
"Please believe me. I didn't do anything!" Thalassa Thompson cried helplessly. "Take her away." Kris Miller, her husband, said coldly. He didn't care as she was humiliated for the whole world to see. What would you if the love of your life and the woman you considered your best friend betrayed you in the worse way possible? For Thalassa, the answer was only one; she's going to come back stronger and better and bring everyone who made her suffer to their knees. Let the games begin! ***** "I hate you." Kris gritted out, glaring into her eyes. Thalassa laughed. "Mr Miller, if you hate me so much, then why is your dick so hard?"/1/114248/coverorgin.jpg?v=20d5d6bcf589a236cfde7ef3d8596e60&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife Demands A Divorce
I married the ruthless billionaire Dorman Cannon to save my family's business. For two years, I played the perfect, invisible wife in a cold, loveless marriage. But the day my sister Cierra—his ex-fiancée—returned from Europe, the illusion shattered. A private investigator sent me a photo: Dorman walking into her hotel room at the exact time he claimed to be in a board meeting. I packed my bags and demanded a divorce. Instead of apologizing, Dorman pinned me against the bedroom wall. Right in front of me, he made a single phone call to freeze my father's credit line, instantly triggering a liquidity crisis that would bankrupt my family. "You are my wife. You are not going anywhere." He then tossed a record-breaking Cartier diamond necklace at my feet, like a pacifier for a misbehaving child. I smashed the multimillion-dollar piece to the marble floor, screaming that I wasn't just an asset on his balance sheet. But he only stared at the scattered diamonds with terrifying indifference, completely unfazed by my despair. I didn't understand. If he wanted Cierra so badly, why was he holding my family hostage just to keep me trapped in this gilded cage? Sitting on the cold floor surrounded by broken diamonds, my tears finally stopped. Since he refused to let me leave quietly, I would just have to tear his perfect empire down from the inside./0/64082/coverorgin.jpg?v=3b6497ddf8ecfa841031756b6c683c74&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house./0/68543/coverorgin.jpg?v=034f82f1a9400fb08153b34f05f03f9d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Secret Wife, Real Billionaire
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe./1/115279/coverorgin.jpg?v=594eb6ffc6f86d1d68fe70201fc8fea4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Secret Baby: The Billionaire CEO's Unwanted Love
Haylee always thought she belonged to the wealthy Bowen family. But on the night of her birthday, her younger sister Cynthia handed her a crushing DNA report, sneered that she was taking her trust fund and fiancé, and shoved her violently off the yacht into the freezing Atlantic. Washing ashore on a dark island, Haylee was brutally assaulted by a drugged stranger. When she was finally rescued, she stared at a tiny television screen in absolute horror. Her adoptive father was calmly declaring her mentally unstable and officially dead to the press. Meanwhile, Cynthia was on screen flaunting a massive diamond ring from Haylee's own fiancé, inheriting everything that was rightfully hers. Discarded like trash, stripped of her identity, and suddenly pregnant with a stranger's child, Haylee was forced to flee the country with nothing but a heavy silver signet ring she found in the dark. She never understood how the family she had loved and trusted for years could erase her existence so ruthlessly. "Are we going to see the bad people who bullied you, Mom?" Five years later, Haylee stepped off a plane at JFK Airport, holding the hand of her genius five-year-old son. She was no longer a helpless victim, but a top-tier medical director holding the key to a billion-dollar empire. "We aren't running anymore," Haylee said softly, her voice laced with steel. "We're here to take everything back."/0/43408/coverorgin.jpg?v=0c078280144e310d8cc4072a34a7a4d4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Perfect Husband
Livy Hayes is betrothed to a rich and handsome guy who many girls out there have rejected just because he is a disabled. She firmly rejected the matchmaking as soon as she heard about it. Unfortunately, her aunt is a cunning minded person and wants to take advantage of this matchmaking to extract the rich man's wealth. In the end Livy got a good idea, she agreed to the marriage only to escape from the grasp of her aunt who had tortured her for years. Who would have thought that through this marriage, Livy finally found her true love because Arthur Finnegan, apparently has loved her since she was young and has now conquered her./1/114119/coverorgin.jpg?v=74d0d04b49ff52a2b29f645094304fac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage To The Predatory CEO
Elsie was the Sutton family's perfect puppet, a sickly heiress locked away in a pristine manor and treated like fragile porcelain. Her only purpose was to be a pawn in her mother's corporate games. Without warning, her mother ordered her to marry Duke Blake, a ruthless, cold-blooded billionaire known for destroying his rivals. Worse, her mother immediately handed over total control of Elsie's life to him, declaring she couldn't even step outside the gates without his explicit permission. Desperate, Elsie met him and asked if she would be expected to perform wifely duties, praying for a marriage in name only. "I have a very high sex drive." He stated it bluntly, shattering her illusions. Yet, when he drove her into the city days later, a sudden swerve sent her tumbling directly into his lap. Instead of the desire he claimed to possess, his body went completely rigid. He violently shoved her away, slamming her hard against the passenger seat. His face was pale, his knuckles white, and he stared straight ahead with a look of absolute, terrifying revulsion. Humiliation and sharp pain coiled in her chest. She couldn't understand. Why did he demand absolute control over her and boast about his desires, only to treat her accidental touch like a repulsive disease? Why did this all-powerful man secretly smell of hospital antiseptics? What exactly was the Sutton family forcing her to marry? But she was no longer willing to be a lamb led to the slaughter. Thinking of the provocative black lace hidden behind her wardrobe's false wall, Elsie smiled coldly. She was going to find the fatal flaw in this ruthless billionaire's code, and use it to completely shatter her cage./1/114370/coverorgin.jpg?v=d93cdf58ebb466836b6b5fb8e5c2b7a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Tame The Insomniac Monster
I thought my best friend Mila and my lover Preston were my only salvation from Essex Langley, the ruthless billionaire who kept me caged in his estate. I trusted them blindly when they planned my grand escape. But it was all a cruel setup. Mila deliberately leaked the plan to Essex's guards to win his favor, and Preston only wanted my family's shares to pay off his massive debts. When we were caught in the rose garden, Preston shoved me toward the guards and ran for his life. "You're insane if you think I actually loved a freak like you!" I was dragged back into the manor, my ribs cracking under heavy boots. I bled out on the freezing marble floor, staring into Essex’s unhinged, mad eyes as I took my last agonizing breath. Until the moment I died, I couldn't accept it. I had ruined my own life, adopting a hideous punk look with fake tattoos and piercings just to make Essex hate me, all for two people who saw me as nothing but a sacrificial lamb. Why was my blind rebellion rewarded with such a brutal betrayal? Opening my eyes again, the white-hot pain was gone. I was back in the freezing bedroom on my eighteenth birthday, the very night Mila would come to orchestrate my ruin. I looked at the rebellious, smudged stranger in the mirror. This time, I calmly washed off the black makeup, took out my lip ring, and put on a pristine white dress. If fighting the devil got me killed, then in this life, I would tame him and make them all pay./1/113663/coverorgin.jpg?v=a564510ae59c9aa96e54a6830ad3ecf0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Billionaire: Watch Me Leave
For three years, Ciara played the perfect, invisible protocol wife to billionaire Jordon Webb. But on the day she finally held a positive pregnancy test, he abandoned her mid-sentence to rush to the side of his ex-lover, Jasmine. Seeking answers, Ciara went to his Wall Street office, only to be publicly humiliated by his family. His cousin intentionally poured scalding espresso over her hand, leaving her skin blistered and raw. "She's a protocol wife. She knows her place. She's replaceable." Hearing Jordon's cold words to his friends shattered her. When he finally appeared, instead of defending his injured wife, he furiously scolded her for causing a scene and ruining his company's image. That night, while Jordon stayed at the hospital holding a perfectly fine Jasmine in his arms, Ciara was left completely alone in their dark, empty penthouse. A sudden, agonizing cramp ripped through her abdomen. She suffered a devastating miscarriage, bleeding out on the cold marble floor with no one to answer her cries. A decade of loving him had left her with a dead baby, a ruined hand, and absolute despair. Why did she have to lose her child while he fiercely protected the woman who mocked her existence? The next morning, her sorrow burned away into cold, hardened ash. Ciara signed the divorce papers, waiving all alimony, and left them behind. Jordon had no idea that his docile, charity-case wife was actually LUNA, the world-famous anonymous couture designer. She packed her bags, walked out of the penthouse, and prepared to take her life back./1/114319/coverorgin.jpg?v=70b7e0a55474e85a6680392de2ab7105&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Fake Wife And Secret Triplets
Seraphina, a broke single mother of triplets, snuck into a billionaire's charity gala just for the free food, desperate to fund her daughter's urgent heart surgery. But her genius five-year-old son secretly hacked the gala's raffle system, thrusting them directly under the spotlight. The untouchable billionaire host, Donovan Vance, froze when he saw the star-shaped birthmark on her wrist—the exact same mark from a dark hotel room five years ago. Cornered, Seraphina was forced into a five-million-dollar marriage contract to appease Donovan's dying father and secure his corporate empire. She swallowed her pride, took the money to save her daughter, and moved into the penthouse. But Donovan's obsessive childhood friend, Gwendolyn, immediately targeted her. She humiliated Seraphina for her poverty and violently grabbed her in the foyer. "I dare you to get a DNA test. When the world finds out they're not his, he'll throw you into the street himself!" Gwendolyn's vicious threat made Seraphina's blood run cold. She was suffocating in sheer panic. She didn't even know if Donovan was actually the father. If a test proved he wasn't, she would be destroyed, and her daughter would lose her only lifeline. But to her absolute horror, Donovan's father overheard the threat and ordered a legally binding paternity test that very day to permanently silence all doubts. With the medical team arriving and nowhere left to run, the terrifying secret Seraphina had buried for five years was about to be dragged into the light./1/114995/coverorgin.jpg?v=97551980c40cd28d0d9c1834d2d03a41&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Ghost Wife
I survived five years of hell as a captive in a Middle Eastern warzone and finally made it back home to my husband. But when I stood at the gates of our estate, I found him married to another woman, holding a five-year-old daughter. The timeline meant he had betrayed me long before I ever deployed. Worse, he had declared me legally dead and secretly drained my family's massive trust fund. When I demanded answers about my parents, he coldly told me they had burned to death in a highly convenient fire. He then had me strapped to a hospital bed, letting his new wife humiliate me as a delusional mistress. To maintain his perfect Wall Street image, he offered to buy me a hidden apartment to live as his secret whore. I was legally a corpse, stripped of my identity, my family, and my dignity. But what tortured me most wasn't his betrayal—it was how perfectly timed my disappearance had been. How did the terrorists know my exact classified route? In the freezing rain, the mercenary who had held me captive suddenly appeared and delivered a chilling truth. "You were betrayed by your own people. Someone at your hospital sold your GPS coordinates." Staring at my dead colleague's bloodstained notebook, the horrifying realization hit me. It was my beloved mentor. They thought I was just a dead doctor. Now, I am going to tear their entire empire to the ground./0/63122/coverorgin.jpg?v=23966d24f994557a22962b1efb6beefb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Rebirth, She Became a Real Billionaire
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge.../1/104765/coverorgin.jpg?v=a888d4d30742e16073f0a4fb88868432&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Sterling Scandal: Married To The Uncle
I was at my own engagement party at the Sterling estate when the world started tilting. Victoria Sterling, my future mother-in-law, smiled coldly as she watched me struggle with a cup of tea that had been drugged to ruin me. Before I could find my fiancé, Ryan, a waiter dragged me into the forbidden West Wing and locked me in a room with Julian Sterling, the family’s "fallen titan" who had been confined to a wheelchair for years. The door burst open to a frenzy of camera flashes and theatrical screams. Victoria framed me as a seductress caught in the act, and Ryan didn't even try to listen to my pleas, calling me "cheap leftovers" before walking away with his pregnant mistress. When I turned to my own family for help, my father signed a document severing our relationship for a five-million-dollar payout from Julian. They traded me like a commodity without a second thought. I didn't understand why my own parents were so eager to sell me, or how Ryan could look at me with such disgust after promising me forever. I was a sacrifice, a pawn used to protect the family's offshore accounts, and I couldn't fathom how every person I loved had a price tag for my destruction. With nowhere left to go, I married Julian in a bleak ceremony at City Hall. He slid a heavy diamond onto my finger and whispered, "We have a war to start." That night, inside his secret penthouse, I watched the paralyzed man stand up from his wheelchair and activate a screen filled with the Sterling family's darkest secrets. The execution had officially begun./1/114989/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a4561391c887eb14f4cd548c8a6d362&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife Is Madame Lan
Andrea was trapped in a suffocating marriage with billionaire Gregory Morse, forced to live as the pathetic substitute for his dead fiancée. When armed intruders broke into their estate in the dead of night, she called her husband in pure terror. "Stop playing these cheap, attention-seeking games," Gregory sneered with disgust, and hung up the phone. She barely escaped with her life, but the cruelty only escalated. At the family mansion, his dead fiancée's sister deliberately scalded Andrea's hand with boiling tea. Instead of defending his wife, Gregory publicly humiliated her, ordering her to clean up the mess while calling her a stray dog. That night, hiding in the dark wine cellar, Andrea overheard a chilling confession. Gregory admitted to his brother that he knew Andrea was completely innocent of the car crash that killed his fiancée. He knew she had been framed. Why did he marry her? Just to use her as a psychological punching bag to vent his twisted grief. He watched her suffer every single day, treating her like disposable trash, while violently threatening anyone who showed her an ounce of kindness. He thought she was just a useless, helpless shadow who would quietly endure his torment forever. He had no idea that behind her submissive facade, she was secretly Madame Lan, the apex predator of the global fashion world. And now, she was ready to burn his empire to the ground./1/115060/coverorgin.jpg?v=857c203703f58f03bd0ef567eb4731ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Bride: The True Heiress Returns
For twenty years, I lived as the adopted daughter of the wealthy Hill family. But today, they forced me to sign a severance agreement and kicked me out so their precious biological daughter, Malia, could marry my fiancé. To ruin me completely, they framed me for stealing Malia's engagement bracelet, threatening me with prison. I calmly exposed the "sapphire" as cheap glass, then rolled up my sleeves to show the reporters my scarred, punctured arms. For two decades, I wasn't a daughter. I was Malia's living blood and bone marrow bank. They drained my health to keep her alive, even ordering doctors to ignore my failing organs just so she could attend a gala. "Take this million dollars and shut your mouth," my adoptive father sneered, throwing a check at my feet. My ex-fiancé looked at me with disgust, and Malia screamed that I was a crazy, vindictive liar. They had stolen my life and my health, yet they still looked down on me like I was garbage. I ripped the check into pieces and threw it in their faces. Just as they ordered the butler to drag me out, a group of men in black suits shattered the chaos. The heir of the untouchable Montgomery dynasty stepped through the door, ignoring the Hills' fawning, and handed me a DNA report. I wasn't a disposable blood bag. I was the long-lost true heiress of old New York money. And now, I was going to take back everything they stole from me./0/93320/coverorgin.jpg?v=0bd3c330d408b79967961aa39811d96d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
