Wealthy CEO Novels

1 I met a pregnant woman at the hospital. During small talk, she mentioned her husband, David Wilson, a prominent CEO. Coincidentally, my husband is also named David Wilson, and he's a CEO too. Later, I asked David for a divorce. But then it hit me �C we were never legally married. It turned out I was the other woman all along. ...... "My husband's David Wilson, he's a big-shot CEO. He's crazy about me. When we got married, he bought me a whole private island!" The beautiful woman across from

I had just arrived at the office when the security guard blocked my path. He tossed my personal belongings onto the pavement at my feet. I looked at my CEO boyfriend, Harry Pierce, who was standing right behind the guard. I frowned, staying silent as I processed the scene. The next second, his sister, Sadie, rushed up to me and gave me a violent shove. "Get lost already! My brother is done with you!" "You're just a pathetic office rat. Did you really think you could compete with the daughter

1 At the annual bonus gala, my CEO boyfriend had just announced he was giving me a 30% stake in the company. Suddenly, his secretary stepped up and literally snipped the microphone wire with a pair of scissors. She walked onto the stage, grabbed his hand, and declared to the room, "I am the CEO's real girlfriend. Who do you think you are, trying to take 30% of the shares?" Ethan, the man who had always treated me with nothing but love, didn't stop her. Instead, he looked at me and told me t

Chapter 1 I never worried about the vultures circling my fiancé. Everyone in the elite circles of New York knew my reputation. No one was stupid enough to cross me. But then I returned from a six-month executive program in London. I arrived at the office just in time to see a young girl sitting in Sterling Vance's passenger seat. I didn't storm over to confront them. Instead, I had my assistant schedule a dinner with Sterling and all his top executives. If a man can't be loyal, I don't need

I was abducted and claimed by a ruthless mob boss, while my best friend was forced into an arranged marriage with a billionaire CEO. The day we attended their family banquet, my best friend and I stared at each other in utter shock. The underworld kingpin and the corporate mogul were brothers. Biological brothers. The brothers were busy making billions. My best friend and I were equally busy spending their money. Then their family's adopted daughter returned from abroad. The maids whispere

1. When my sister and I came of age, our parents gave us a life-altering choice. One of us would inherit the family business, and the other would marry into the prestigious Sterling family of New York. My sister, Wanda, was blinded by greed. She chose the company without a second thought. But she was lazy and only cared about partying. She spent her days traveling and neglected the business entirely. In just one year, she blew through the entire family fortune and ended up with nothing. Mea

When Alistair Lockwood found out I was pregnant, he spared no expense to hire a world-renowned specialist to oversee my prenatal care. A man who never believed in a higher power, he spent hours kneeling in the cathedral, praying for a safe delivery. "Sweetheart, you've worked so hard for our family. Once the baby is born, I promise to make it all up to you," he whispered. That same day, I happened to pick up his phone while he was in the shower. "Mr. Lockwood, as per your instructions, the m

The day I found out I was pregnant, Julian was so excited that he bought out every baby boutique in the city. He even acquired a private hospital specifically for my delivery. He held me tightly and whispered, "I want to give our child the very best of everything. Their birth will be the perfect ending to our love story." But that was also the day I found two bottles of medicine in his study. One was to support a pregnancy, and the other was to end it. I also saw the chat logs with his fema

I won the grand prize at our annual corporate gala. It was an exclusive lunch date with the CEO. I was already brainstorming ways to decline when my manager's little lapdog started barking. "Gwen Grant, you're just a rookie. Your luck is suspiciously good!" "What have you even done for this company to deserve the grand prize?" "You should hand this over to someone in leadership who actually earns it!" My department manager, Gary Logan, saw my silence and turned red with rage. "How

My girlfriend claimed she had terminal stomach cancer and had been cast out by her wealthy family. To raise money for her treatments, I worked myself to the bone, even degrading myself in underground dog fights for the amusement of the ultra-rich. Yet, on the night I was covered in blood and humiliation, I saw my "dying" girlfriend completely wasted, lounging in the lap of New York's top billionaire heir. "Sierra, when are you going to dump that beggar of a boyfriend?" "No rush. I haven't ha

After helping my boyfriend, Gavin Rossi, set up his company and landing its first multi-million dollar deal, he finally decided to go public with our relationship. But before he could say a word, Linda Reed, the intern who had been gunning for me, beat him to it and sat right next to him. She leaned into his arms, looking smug. "Didn't you say you'd wait until the company went public to announce it? Why couldn't you wait?" she asked, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. Gavin didn't

My father collapsed from a sudden heart attack, and he desperately needed cardiac stents. I asked my husband for a mere five thousand dollars for the emergency surgery. Landon Mercer, CEO of Mercer Enterprises, coldly shut me down: "Both the corporate and personal accounts are frozen for a major project. Your dad has basic insurance, so just settle for the cheaper domestic stents." He was the sole controller of all our family finances. His heartless reply forced me into a bitter awakening. Ev

I had just closed a thirty-million-dollar deal for the firm when HR handed me my walking papers. My commissions and performance bonuses were completely wiped out. Confused and furious, I marched into the CEO's office to demand an explanation. He didn't even look up before pointing a finger at my face. "It is your damn negative energy, Sean. Ever since you joined, my company's luck has turned sour." "I'm losing thirty percent of my projected profits because your birth year clashes with my aur

Chapter 1 My office was on the top floor of a glass-walled skyscraper in Midtown Manhattan, overlooking Central Park. The nameplate, Executive Vice President, was still on the door. But my husband, Callum, the company's CEO,It was given to an intern named Brielle. My assistant, Kate, sent me a screenshot over an encrypted messaging app. It was from Brielle's Instagram Story. In the photo, she was sitting at what used to be my desk, with the magnificent view of Central Park behind her. The

Chapter 1 My sister and I both married into the elite, becoming the ultimate trophy wives of the city. She and her CEO husband were childhood sweethearts, living a life of quiet, mutual respect. But after three years of marriage, she showed up at my door, sobbing into her wine. "Sera, he has someone else. He even has a secret daughter," she choked out. "The girl is older than our marriage. He has been lying to me for years. My whole life is a joke." My eyes stung as tears welled up. "Actua

It was our fifth wedding anniversary. I was dressed in a custom tuxedo, waiting for my CEO wife to announce our secret marriage at the gala. Suddenly, her first love was hit with a scandal. Ignoring my presence, she stepped onto the stage and spoke to the cameras. "Xander and I are indeed in a relationship. Please support his new project." Amidst the cheers, Xander leaned in and kissed my wife passionately. I didn't cry or make a scene. I simply smiled and joined the crowd, clapping for

Chapter 1 My cousin saw a viral story on the news about a woman who smashed a billionaire CEO's luxury car and ended up marrying into high society. Naturally, she bought herself a toolkit and prepared to smash the exotic car parked in our apartment basement. I desperately warned her that clickbait news wasn't real, so she abandoned the plan. Yet that very night, a local girl stormed into the underground garage, smashed that exact Rolls-Royce to pieces, and boldly declared she wanted to marry

When Boss Sterling threw an AI training manual onto my desk, he said something that changed everything. “You’re being laid off. Before you go, teach this AI how to maximize our profits. Once it’s ready, you’re done.” I did exactly what I was told. I fed the system every bit of tax evasion data, every fake ledger, and every recording of him verbally abusing the staff from the last five years. Thirty days later, the AI went live right on schedule. The tax fraud was reported. The CEO was fired.

My sister was a pathological do-gooder. To maintain her saint-like image, she insisted on marrying a broke student. I, on the other hand, followed our parents’ wishes. I married a powerful CEO from a family that matched our own status. After the wedding, my sister became a miserable housewife. She was covered in grease and dust every single day. Meanwhile, I was treated like a queen. My husband spoiled me rotten. He bought me massive diamonds and spent millions just to see me smile. My life

After helping my husband, Grant, build his business from the ground up, I settled into life as a stay-at-home mom. For my daughter Nina's tenth birthday, I wanted to go all out and booked a luxury banquet at the Ritz-Carlton. But when I handed over my card, the receptionist gave me a strange look. "Mrs. Miller, I'm sorry, but this card doesn't even have five hundred dollars left on it." Embarrassed and confused, I went home to confront Grant. He looked at me with an apologetic smile. "The c