A Marriage Deal With Billionaire Stone Novels & Stories

That's when I met Daniel Stone, a man who would change my life forever. He was charming, confident, and oozed power. I was just a waitress, but he saw something in me that I couldn't even see in myself. He offered me a deal: marry him for a year, and he'd pay off all my debts and give me a new life in New York City. It seemed too good to be true, but I couldn't deny the opportunity that lay before me. I took the deal, and before I knew it, I was on a private jet to New York City, ready to start my new life as Mrs. Isabella Stone.

, he said as it made me blush and I turned away. "I'm married", I whispered as he heard it and backed away as I held out my hand that held a large stone on the center. "Who's the lucky man", he asked as he dug his sleeves into his pocket as he grinned back at me as the elevator rung. "You wouldn't know him", I added as I stepped out of the elevator and he followed. "Natalie, we have to talk", she pulled me along to the side as the man standing behind me stood there in the middle of all this mayhem wondering who he was.

His smirk only grew more and he stepped even closer to me as he repeated the moves he did to me the first time we met, took a strand of my hair and played with it. "What kind of deal, Princess?" He was smooth, I'll give him that because I know he knew what I was about to offer, he seemed smart enough to understand. "one year of an arranged marriage that'll serve both of us." I trailed off as I tried to read his attractive blue eyes but I couldn't read him... I doubt that anyone can. I pulled away from him to extend my hand to him as I said "So what do you say, Raymond Dalton?" He looked as if he might refuse for a second and that made fear creep in my mind but suddenly he took my hand in his

Just when I thought I might collapse, a deep, clear voice cut through the chaos. “Ten thousand dollars.” The room fell silent. My heart plummeted, and I turned toward the direction of the voice. I couldn’t make out his face in the dim light, but I saw the broad outline of his frame—young, tall, and strong. My mind raced as I tried to process the situation. 'This might not be so bad after all,' I thought desperately, trying to console myself. “Deal,” Victor declared, his voice dripping with greed. Before I could fully grasp what had happened, Victor gestured to one of the strippers beside me. “Take her and get her ready,” he ordered.

I said, voice dropping low, “I’ve thought long and hard about Arrow. About all that’s happened. About what he said. About what he’s doing. About how far he’s come…” She watched me, eyes on mine, waiting, hopeful. I inhaled deeply, and finally spoke it. “…and I won’t be going back to my marriage.” Silence. Dead silence. Jade sat up straighter, blinking as if she hadn’t heard me right. “Wait… what?” “I’m not going back,” I repeated, a little more forcefully. “Not now. Maybe not ever.” “What do you mean not ever?” she snapped back, voice rising. “After everything? After what he’s doing to change? After how hard he’s trying?”

“If I give you this loan, Miss Rachel, I want you to marry me.” I feel the words strike me as if they were physically thrown at me. “Marry… you?” “Yes. If you need me to pay off your father’s hospital bill, we have to get married,” he replies without hesitation. “This is a business arrangement; I want you to know nothing more. Remember, you must not fall in love with me; this is not a real marriage, but a business marriage.” His words are so devoid of emotion that I feel a cold wave cascade down my body. It is not a proposal; it’s an inanimate contract with no feelings attached. But there is an edge in his gaze, a silent dare. He is testing me, waiting for me to back down.

★★★ “The value of this deal is $40 million. I currently have my signature on the pages. We have one year to fulfill this deal before we part ways. Once you have this money, you can go anywhere, but until then, you cannot tell anyone about it,” William told Monica in a flat voice. She, wearing a white bridal dress and bearing a heavy heart that was causing her the most anguish of her life, held the paper in her hand and muttered, “I understand; I too want my marriage to remain discreet." She let out a long breath and raised her teary eyes to William.

“Don't flatter yourself, there are other candidates but you are the first.” Scumbag. Marley would have loved to say that to him but instead. “Hmmm, you were right. I'm desperate. I'm in a huge debt and can't afford to clear it.” “So….. I will do it.” Marley replied. Anthonio didn't respond and Marley wondered what was wrong. “Mr. Kalvey?” “I'm still here. So you will be my bride.” Marley's mouth twisted. “Fake bride.” Her voice firm on the ‘Fake’.

Diana Elizabeth Pembroke. “Oh my God,” Maya breathed. “You did it.” “I did it.” I set down the pen, my hand shaking. “I just agreed to marry a stranger.” “A hot stranger who’s paying you two million dollars.” “That doesn’t make this less insane.” “No. But it makes it profitable insanity.” Maya hugged me. “Okay. What happens now?” I pulled out my phone. Found Xander’s number from the business card he’d given me at The Vault, the one I’d kept despite telling myself I wouldn’t.

He recognized the edges of that image — his own figure, stepping out of a car beside a woman who wasn’t Amara. The heiress. The one he had met once, in the middle of a negotiation Ethan had no doubt orchestrated. The bile rose in his throat. He turned his head slowly, deliberately. Across the room, Ethan watched him, glass in hand, his smile sharp as a blade. Lucian’s jaw locked. He could imagine what the whispers sounded like: The perfect Hale marriage? A sham. The ruthless billionaire? Already straying. The cameras began to shift subtly, angles tilting, waiting for him to react.