Marrying The Arrogant Billionaire

TEASER"Prince… Percival… Pierre… Cario…” I read the long string of names out loud, squinting at the elegant calligraphy on the front of the massive photo album. I let out a laugh, shaking my head in disbelief. “Come on, Dad. How am I supposed to handle four guys at once?”Dad chuckled. “Kitty... "That’s just one guy. That’s the full name of Boss Valerion’s son.”I stared at the album again. Oh. Well, I’d just read it off the cover without thinking. The name sounded like it belonged to a royal bloodline, not some random guy being lined up to be my future husband.Dad nudged the album closer. “Go ahead, sweetheart. Open it.... Let’s take a look at Boss Pierre’s face.”I sighed then I slowly opened the album’s cover, flipping past the initial page until I was staring at several printed photographs. They were clearly taken by a professional because of the clean backgrounds, expensive clothes, and lighting meant to make him look appealing.And there he was.They called my... future husba

CHAPTER 2 KATRINA “You’re on private property. Stay away from the border,” that man barked harshly, waving me off like I was nothing but a stray animal.“Beggars are not allowed here!” another guard shouted from behind him, his voice dripping with disgust. That's not very nice. Well, how could I possibly get inside a place like this, looking the way I do?But whatever. I’ve come this far. I might as well try. It’s not like I’ll drop dead just for taking a chance.So I stepped forward but it was enough to set them off.“THIS AREA IS RESTRICTED FROM OUTSIDERS!” Before I could even take another breath, they charged toward me, determined to chase me off.I held my ground and let out a deep breath.“It’s freezing out here and yet your tempers are blazing hot. You don’t even know who I am, and already you’re ready to throw me out?”They hesitated, slightly thrown off by my calmness or maybe by the nerve I had to talk back.“Well,” I continued, lifting my chin with defiance. "Your maste

CHAPTER 4KATRINAI knew it. I wouldn’t like this guy.There was something about him from the start. I mean, if he had even the slightest bit of common sense, or basic human decency, he would’ve seen that I’m a person. But no, he called me a... Shit? He literally looked me in the eye and called me that.Then again, I can’t really blame him completely. I probably do look like a walking disaster right now. Even I, wouldn’t take me seriously looking like this. Honestly, it’s so bad that earlier, the security at the gate almost shot me to death. One more wrong move and I might’ve ended up in a police van.I had to take a deep breath. Because I promised my dad that I’d behave. That I wouldn’t fight back. That no matter how much this spoiled son of Boss Valerion gets on my nerves, I’d keep my mouth shut.To be honest, Boss Valerion is way more decent. He is actually kind.But his son, everything about him screamed aggressiveness, his stance, the sharp way he moved, the way he carried himse

CHAPTER 6KATRINAHe was this close to losing it.His jaw tightened, locking in irritation, and he exhaled sharply through his nose.“Why would I get lost in my own house?” he snapped. “Was this Dad’s idea?”“Bingo,” I said, nodding with a smug little grin. “You finally figured it out. I was starting to think you weren’t going to get it at all.”I gave an exaggerated glance around the room. “I didn’t even know this was your room, to be honest. But now it makes sense... That blanket stinks. Of course it does... someone actually uses it.”“Can you now please go away?” he growled.Before I could toss another comment his way, he yanked the blanket off me roughly.I sighed loudly and stretched my arms overhead, making a show of how relaxed and unbothered I was.But I didn’t even get to finish the stretch.He stormed toward me, grabbed my left wrist, and pulled me off the bed in one swift, aggressive motion.“Hey! Ow! Could you not?” I protested while wincing. “A little warning wouldn’t hurt

CHAPTER 8KATRINAI didn’t want to provoke him further.“Dad… are you kidding me?” Pierre finally said, his voice dripping with disbelief.His father, spoke with that calm authority only a man like him could pull off. “Pierre, our agreement, I’m the one who will choose your bride. Katrina may not be to your liking, but she is a decent woman... far better than those gold-digging girls you seem to chase after.”As I made my way toward the bed, I simply listened to the conversation unfolding between the two of them.I climbed up and pulled one of the pillows closer. I placed it on the left side of the bed, then slowly lay myself down, trying not to draw attention to what I was doing.Lying on my back, I turned my head slightly to glance at the father and son still deep in their argument.Pierre had his back to me, still facing his Dad.Not that I was trying to admire him...But his back view was... extremely sexy, to say the least.It was obvious that this man worked out. Even with noth