A Marriage Deal With Billionaire Stone Novels & Stories

★★★ “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.

“You love speaking in proverbs, don’t you? Newsflash: he’s here for a freaking book signing, Alex. That’s it. That’s all there is to it.” Alex chuckled, but the sound was humourless, dark. He leaned closer, his voice dropping into something sharp enough to draw blood from me. “You honestly believe that? That somehow Bryan Stone, your ex-husband, just happened to land in the Maldives, in the same hotel, at the same time, with a signing that nobody’s heard of? Don’t be naïve, Chloe. I’ll bet every cent of my fortune that he came because he saw those pictures of us online. Did you see the look on her face when my hand was on you? He was jealous. That’s why he’s here.”

Besides, it was just one year, right? Making a deal with him was a massive mistake. But I’d get through it. Especially if it meant ruining Dominique, Tania, and Florian the exact way they ruined me. I looked up, his frame inches from the door. “Wait…” He froze, his hand wrapped around the handle. “Deal.”

Dante looked surprised at the mention of her name “How did you – you know what it doesn’t matter. I’m divorcing you, the love of my life is back in town and I’m not letting her slip from my hands again” “At the expense of our marriage? Our marriage was an alliance deal” I tried to emphasize but it looked like this was a decision he wasn’t going to revisit “I’m sure the De Luca clan has grown more forces and can take care of themselves, I don’t think they’ll be needing an alliance deal and I’m ready to pay the cost” which was true because my father’s mafia dealings had grown stronger ever since I got married to Dante, that was the whole point of the marriage, “Don’t do this” I tried to plead.

there's no way I'd let Michael and Freya enjoy them; no way! Freya's POV [Billionaire Michael Smith set to marry promised bride from decades ago] I kept reading the headline news, and this happened to be the fifth time. I told myself I was going to be strong; I wouldn't break down. I couldn't believe that amidst everything that's happening, he's getting married. He even appeared on TV while awaiting trial; how could he be so cruel?

She finished with a wink, as if telling me to rethink, accept her mockery and sarcasm as an eye-opener, and take back my vomits. They are wealthy, huh? And he is the epitome of beauty in men, right? They depict him as a Greek god. Perfecto! If this was not about my family, I would be tempted to ask for just one minute with this Stone guy to collaborate on all these for myself. I would have loved to ascertain this beauty with my own eyes and perhaps ask the guy directly, face-to-face, why a person like him would agree to such nonsense as a marriage. Is he sick or something? I mean, with all that he has, with all that they have painted him, why would a guy like him agree to marry a bad omen li