Billionaires Books for Women
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Trapped Between Two CEOs
I wrapped my arms over my chest. "Why did you tell her that you're getting married to me?" He scoffed. "Because you are!" My heart sank. "But...how?" I couldn't comprehend how he could say something like that without asking for my consent. His brows furrowed and he leaned back in his chair. "Because I want you to marry me." Becca Stone thought her life had ended when she lost her job in a company she worked hard to sustain. Little did she know that a little time to drink away her sorrow would bring her into the hands of two billionaire brothers. When a one-night stand leads to her getting pregnant, she is caught choosing who's the rightful father to her unborn child and who could give her child the kind of life she envisions. Will the rightful father of her child allow his brother to take control because of a contract marriage? or will the war between brothers ever end? will Becca ever follow her heart?/0/80954/coverorgin.jpg?v=2e1bff35c8655cd7f1f84afebf769a5c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marriage Of Shadows
Layla Monroe enters a cold contract marriage with billionaire Ethan Ashford to save her sister's life. What begins as a lifeline turns into a nightmare of betrayal, manipulation, and abuse. Bound by duty, Layla endures Ethan's cruelty but her heart isn't dead. As secrets unravel and a new love emerges, Layla must survive in silence or fight for the life she truly deserves./1/114588/coverorgin.jpg?v=e72eb818505a1e6ae17407c737e403ff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: My Dead Heart
Rain lashed against the twisted metal as Hallie lay pinned in the wreckage of her car, her chest crushed and fading fast. The paramedic found her phone and desperately dialed her husband, Aidan. "Your wife has been in a severe car crash! We're losing her!" the paramedic shouted over the storm. A harsh, mocking laugh came through the speaker. "Tell her this is a pathetic way to stop the divorce," Aidan sneered. "I do not have time for her crazy games." The line went dead, and Hallie's heart flatlined. Separated from her body, Hallie's ghost was forced to witness the horrific aftermath of her own death. Her mother refused to claim her corpse because there was no insurance payout, telling the hospital to throw her in a ditch. Pulled back to her penthouse, she found Aidan gently holding her sister, Cecile. Cecile sobbed about Hallie's "fake crash" in Aidan's arms, but the moment he looked away, a wicked smirk of victory spread across her face. Cecile was the predator, and Aidan was her willing protector. He even ordered Hallie's brilliant, life's-work sketchbook to be thrown into an industrial shredder, giving all her corporate resources to fund Cecile's debut. Hovering in the cold air, Hallie watched her three years of devotion turn to ash. She was treated like garbage, a mere stepping stone for her sister's rise. But just as her soul turned to ice, Aidan's face suddenly grew paranoid. "Check her medical records," Aidan ordered his assistant coldly. "Find out who is helping her fake this injury." Hallie's invisible spirit shivered with a dark, vengeful anticipation. What would her arrogant husband do when his relentless digging finally uncovered her cold, dead body?/1/127103/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c3523d42747eb800855ffb67f2fc3ee&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Suddenly Became CEO's Wife Paralyzed
Emelia Perez, 25, has lived like a stranger in her own home. Never having received her parents' love, she was treated merely as a servant, while all their attention was lavished on her younger sister, Bianca. When her father became mired in massive debt, Emelia was forced to marry Samuel De Leon-a paralyzed CEO notorious for being cruel and cold-hearted-as collateral. For Emelia, the marriage was an opportunity to escape her family. However, after getting married, Emelia discovered that Samuel was nothing like the rumors suggested. Behind his wheelchair and cold demeanor lay a man of deadly good looks and secrets that must never be revealed to anyone. Instead of being afraid, Emelia found herself wanting to win his heart. Unfortunately, the closer she gets to Samuel, the deeper Emelia is dragged into the De Leon family's secrets. Until she realizes that their marriage might not be just an ordinary arrangement. Will Emelia find love and freedom with Samuel, or will she be trapped forever in a world full of secrets and betrayal? Don't miss the next chapter every day!/0/52639/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240229191623&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mommy is back! The Substitute Wife
Chantelle Collins was once living a life of opulence and privilege, with everything she could ever desire within her grasp. She possessed not only remarkable beauty but also an array of talents that set her apart from the rest. However, fate had a different plan in store for her, and her world came crashing down when her family's fortune vanished overnight, leaving them destitute. The weight of her parents' insurmountable debt burdened her, leaving her feeling lost and unsure of how to repay such a colossal amount. The relentless debt collector demanded that she settle every outstanding penny owed by the Collins family. Little did she know that amidst her struggles, her long-lost childhood sweetheart would resurface, bringing with him a glimmer of hope. But unbeknownst to her, his intentions were far from noble, as he aimed to possess her as his own. Jax Rogers, the formidable and tyrannical billionaire behind the Rogers Group, had a hold on Chantelle like no other. Their relationship had been a cruel fairytale, filled with betrayal and manipulation. Despite her best efforts, Chantelle found it impossible to fill the void left by Jax's late wife, yet she remained by his side, determined to make their love work. How long could she endure his oppressive beliefs about love? How far was she willing to go to prove her worth as a replacement wife?/0/49354/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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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./0/42158/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Distant Love
"Come close" she whispered and I brought myself close to her. "I AM SORRY" she shouted in my ear. "Do you want to make me deaf?" I quickly stopped and gave her some distance. "You said you didn't hear me the first time so I wanted to say it in a manner I would be sure, you heard me" she smiled at me./0/94408/coverorgin.jpg?v=ff2c2c594b002f0a7420c247d5fdea62&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Widow's Deception
When her wealthy husband, Adrian Marquez dies under mysterious circumstances, Elena Marquez inherits his vast empire along with suspicion that she murdered him. A determined investigator enters her life as secrets are revealed and enemies circle. However, as their interest in one another grows, Elena has to deal with treachery from everyone, including the man she is falling in love with, society and her husband's family. She ultimately has to choose between embracing love to seek revenge, or leaving the ashes of her past behind. Adrian's voice surprisingly came out, reaffirming his survival. He actively manipulates from the shadows in addition to being a shadow. The triangle of treachery, love, and retaliation is now fully ignited after Damian and Elena's brittle trust is put to the test/1/114432/coverorgin.jpg?v=675fa85471d2ff4b1ae6f4463173837b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret, Mr. Morrison
I came home exhausted from an eighteen-hour hospital shift, just wanting to rest in the bed my husband of three years rarely shared with me. Instead, I found his mistress sprawled on our bedroom floor in a pool of stage blood, holding a knife and screaming that I had pushed her and killed her baby. My husband, Kian, rushed in. He didn't care that I was still in my wrinkled scrubs, nor did he look at the blatantly fake ultrasound she threw on the floor. "Shut up, you vicious bitch." He shoved me out of the way so hard that my head cracked open against the sharp marble fireplace. As real blood gushed down my face and blinded me, he simply scooped her up and walked out, leaving me bleeding on the floor while the house staff watched in disgust. As I lay there gasping, my medical training cut through the haze. The chronic weakness and dizzy spells I'd suffered for months weren't from overwork. Kian had been slowly poisoning me. I had played the meek, invisible wife for three years, enduring his coldness and his cheating. I didn't understand how the man I married could not only frame me, but actively try to murder me just to clear the way for his secret lover. I dragged myself up, stitched my own torn scalp without a single tear, and pulled out my hidden military-grade laptop. I signed the divorce papers to claim my guaranteed half of his ten-billion-dollar trust fund, and logged back into my old hacker alias. The meek wife was dead./0/72507/coverorgin.jpg?v=6efaaa59d93dace529a15eb323274e34&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heir's Private Driver
Leonhart Aldric never imagined his life would become entangled in the obsessive desires of a wealthy heiress. He lived a simple life, working as a private chauffeur for Vivienne Everleigh, the only daughter of a powerful business tycoon. The job wasn't his choice-it was a legacy left by his father, who had served the Everleigh family until his last breath. Out of respect for his late father, Leonhart stepped into his place. But working for the Everleighs was far from easy. Especially because of Vivienne-a spoiled, stubborn girl who was utterly fixated on him. Obsessed, relentless, and completely unwilling to accept rejection, Vivienne did everything in her power to get his attention. Leonhart, however, never saw Vivienne as anything more than a pampered girl who knew nothing of the real world. He rejected every advance and ignored every flirtation with his usual cold demeanor. But the more he pulled away, the more determined Vivienne became. When Leonhart started getting close to another woman, jealousy consumed Vivienne. She couldn't accept the thought of the man she wanted falling into someone else's arms. And so, she devised a plan-using her wealth and influence to destroy any woman who dared get close to Leonhart. But beneath all her reckless actions, there was one fear she refused to acknowledge-the fear of losing Leonhart forever. And Leonhart? Would he survive in Vivienne's obsessive world, or would he walk away before it was too late?/0/40281/coverorgin.jpg?v=81deffd631c696f7938fe2a1c4485fd3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Last Night With My Son's Daddy
After working several end jobs. A taxi driver, Naomi was desperate and finally found a job that could pay for her mother's hospital bills. As an escort for a high-profile successful billionaire, Salah. And not to her expectations, she not only ends up falling in love with him. But gets pregnant with his child. Giving birth while in hiding to his child and hiding the child away from him. Five years later. The unlucky, Naomi, finds out she doesn't have a lot of time to live. This is the story of Naomi's planned one last night with her son's daddy bringing to light what neither Salah nor Naomi ever thought happened and would happen in their lives. *** “Is it because I was once an escort? Someone who sold her body for money could never be trusted. Right? After all, I saved you while working as an escort. ” Salah averts his gaze. “From the very start. The first day you lay your eyes on me. You never gave me the benefit of the doubt. You already made up your mind about me. “I was not someone you could trust in anything. I was a liar and still am in your eyes. That is the sole reason you were hiding me and our relationship. For a whole year that it lasted. “You hid me from everyone like I was a sort of contagious disease. I could not talk to anyone about our relationship. I could never get pregnant because the baby out of wedlock could never be yours. “Explain to me why. Why was my worth for loving you measured by who I was and the amount of what I owned? “Explain to me why I am a bad mother.” “Why did you keep him from me? Why did you give birth to him without telling me?” “What was the use of telling you when you never wanted me to have your child? What is the use of telling you if he was going to be treated the way you treated me? “The child is mine. He has nothing to do with you. Mine alone, I chose to have him. I chose to keep him. It was up to me to keep him in my womb, and it was up to me to raise him./0/21665/coverorgin.jpg?v=6f013137cdf03e54305f21f7ba8c4640&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Yours
"You can't keep running away from me", Ehan said, his face was all serious as his eyes bored into Naira's. Standing her ground, Naira uttered using her utmost effort to look confident, "I am not running away." Ehan went on uttering all confidently, "Yes, you are. But eventually, you're going to have to stop. And I'm going to be there no matter how far you go. Because I know" At this point, Naira blurted out sternly interrupting him, "Don't even think like you still know me well when actually you don't even have any idea about this new me." Ehan's confused eyes met Naira’s as she got uttering with an all blank face, "I have put back my pieces differently."/0/57802/coverorgin.jpg?v=da296d26377d48670ec2309555402bea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Playboy's Secret Wife
She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. Sex is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money. If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!/0/51701/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d3e8d5e7b7968e8e114958a14d5aed5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S TWINS WANTS A MUMMY
When Victoria became the secretary of the most ruthless billionaire in the city, she never expected anything more than keeping up with her strict boss. Reynold Turner is a single father and his kids badly wanted a Mummy. One day, the twins bumped into the clumsy secretary and they both announced, “Daddy, we want her to be our Mummy.”/0/33085/coverorgin.jpg?v=0b0e8ef164c5ef26dfc0e2c68bfea737&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE MAFIA
The Story comprises the most dangerous mafia; he is also a handsome young man about 24 years of age by name Harrison McCall. He is known to be the leader of the Mafia group name, “Black Jaguars” these groups are feared by many in the country and with this, he doesn’t take “NO” for an answer especially when it comes to his personal needs. He is most feared by people except his family members who know nothing about his dangerous lifestyle. Harrison has always been a jerk, a cheater, and a dangerous bi***h he hated the word LOVE because he never believed in it but he likes to flirt around. Until the day he met Elena. A 20-year-old lady by the name of Elena Morgan, She’s a very beautiful, Kind but timid at times, smart, and a little bit shy young lady and also the only daughter of her parents. The STORY got thrilled when both families got the two different individuals married. Harrison and Elena got married but it was a loveless marriage. They were living like enemies but as time goes on things began to change. But, when the two couples decided to take their newfound love life to another turn, Jason came into the picture. Jason, Harrison's cousin's brother is the opposite of him. Jason hated everything about Harrison. Firstly, he blames Harrison for taking away his first love for his ex-girlfriend Sara and now the one true love he had for Elena Harrison took her away from him and got married to her as well. Jason is verge to take REVENGE on him and pay him back in double folds. Jason plans on making Harrison’s newfound happiness to be shattered and he is determined to KILL for it. ** Will he succeeds with his plans??? ** FIND OUT MORE IN THE STORY…/0/72820/coverorgin.jpg?v=65d19d6cc8fd19ff0990ac7a6a74b941&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fake Husband Is A Billionaire Mack Daddy
Amelia is married, but she doesn't even know it, and her husband turns out to be the richest man! Amelia is a secret illegitimate child, struggling and fighting to survive since childhood. The richest man is a prodigy, born high above. Their statuses are worlds apart, and everyone is waiting for Amelia to be kicked out. But instead, they only receive a post from the richest man, "Wife, I love you so much. Can we not get a divorce? You mean the world to me. I can't live without you." Everyone, The heartthrob billionaire has just temporarily been fooled by this woman. He'll eventually discover that she's just like her gold-digging mother, a shameless woman. What? Amelia is the world-renowned, famous Doctor Amy? The latest post from the heartthrob billionaire, "Wife, I'm proud of you, willing to forever bow down to you. Please feel free to dominate me." Amelia, "???"/1/115058/coverorgin.jpg?v=c8dca7424bb9b3ec00a26c2bdb4f6c72&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fifty Million Reasons To Hate Him
For three years, I believed I had the perfect, flawlessly submissive wife. But right as I was about to sign a fifty-million-dollar divorce settlement to make her go away quietly, I suddenly heard a sharp, ecstatic voice echoing inside my skull. "Freedom! Long live freedom! I finally shook off this absolute bastard!" I snapped my head up, only to see Iris sitting across the table, her delicate shoulders trembling as she sobbed into her hands, looking like a shattered woman losing her entire world. It wasn't a hallucination; I could actually hear her inner thoughts. The realization hit me like a physical blow. My fragile, heartbroken wife was a calculating hypocrite who mentally cursed me out while physically begging me to stay. When I later dragged her out of a nightclub where she was partying half-naked, I heard her true thoughts about our intimacy—she considered our nights together a mere "complimentary clause" in our business contract. Even the loving, home-cooked French dinners I cherished were exposed through her mind to be microwaved Michelin-star takeout. For three years, I had prided myself on being a dominant, attentive husband, yet I was played for an absolute fool. How could she fake every single tear, every single touch, with such terrifying perfection while viewing me as nothing more than an ATM? Looking at her cowering on my penthouse floor, clutching an anniversary Birkin bag she secretly planned to sell for a Porsche, a dark rush of power blinded me. I wasn't just going to let her walk away with my millions anymore; I was going to use my new ability to rip off her mask and utterly destroy her./0/86743/coverorgin.jpg?v=a8762347c2f0e74682c296346c7aa642&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Love, Reborn in Vengeance
The warehouse air bit deep, the night before my engagement party. I was Noah Miller, a tech prodigy, about to marry Emily Stone. Now, I lay broken on a frozen concrete floor, limbs shattered, a final blow to my head fading the world to red and black. Men sent by my own fiancée did this. Left for dead, I survived on frozen concrete, only to find myself in a hospital with my mother, Susan Miller, CEO of Miller Corp, vowing revenge. But her words turned arctic as I overheard her: "He and his father were getting too ambitious. They were a threat to Alex' s position." Alex, my adopted brother. The son she truly cherished. They plotted to install Alex as my replacement, to marry Emily and take over the company. My mother casually dismissed my critical injuries, stating my ability to have children was "irrelevant" since I wouldn' t inherit anyway. She chose to let me be crippled. The family I thought I had was a snake pit. The devastating truth hit me - my own mother orchestrated this, all for Alex, and for his biological father, Robert Davis, the man who swapped us at birth. She knew the truth, yet embraced the lie, denying me the love and privilege that should have been mine. My life was a lie. My future, gone. What was the point of surviving? My very existence became a testament to their cruelty. But somewhere deep inside, a flicker of outrage ignited. A hidden phone, a forgotten contact-Leo, a ghost from my street past. He picked up. "I need your help," I rasped. This wasn't about hope. It was a cold, hard promise of revenge./1/112868/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef337d764c544a15f7347ca585341c58&imageMogr2/format/webp)
