After Marrying A Dying Bigshot Novels & Stories

I took the tissue he passed to me and wiped my lips and dress but looking at his facial expression and it didn’t look like he was joking at all. “You are actually serious?” I muttered as I took a sip from the water he passed to me, “You can’t just fix an appointment and ask me to marry you, like it doesn’t make sense, we barely even know each other.” I was confused at the route the whole thing was going. “Did you think that $20 billion would be able to get your family back to where they were before? That’s only enough to pay the debts, maybe you should have asked for more.” He continued eating but all my appetite was gone, even the delicious food couldn’t bring it back.

he said simply. Aurora blinked, thinking she misheard him. "Excuse me?" "Marry me," Damian repeated. "One year. You play the perfect wife, help me secure a business merger that requires me to appear... settled. In exchange, your father’s debt disappears." Aurora's heart pounded. "Why me?" His eyes glinted dangerously. "Because you hate me, and I hate you. No messy feelings to get in the way." She swallowed hard. "And if I say no?"

“He was her ex-husband. After getting what she wanted, she left, even when he refused to divorce her.” “So you married another man’s wife?” Damien scoffed. “It’s not funny,” Mason said with a straight face. “He’s not the only one,” he added. “What?” Damien asked as Mason ran a hand through his hair. “That’s her job—marry rich men, take a decent fortune from them, and run.” “I thought she was a poor waitress you fell in love with,” Damien said, making Mason sigh. “That was just her cover. I—” “What are you going to do about it?” Damien finally asked.

Finally Bella's dream had come true, she had married the man of her dreams, rich and muscular,only that there was an added quality on Kevin,he is such a shameless tycoon. THE END ~~~~~~ Thank you so much my readers for your support on this journey.

she cried. "Well, I will advise you to marry him. He's handsome, he's a billionaire like his father, so you're quite lucky,"Asa said nonchalantly. "Really?" The other girls chorused in surprise. "You're forgetting about the man we're talking about here. Adrian, the monster. The woman beater who almost tried to kill his wife," Maiden pointed out. "And you want Alex to die, right? Don't you know marrying Adrian is the same as death? Or you don't hear the things the other women are saying about him?" Bisi asked.

She could not believe that the man who spent the past five years appearing everywhere with Sylvia as a couple was actually her husband, Felix. Even Celia knew? Had she been helping them lie to her too? Cordelia could not understand it. Had he been pretending in front of her all along? Had all that love been fake? Ten years ago, disaster struck the Harper family in Kingsford. Cordelia’s mother and brother died in a car accident. The spoiled heiress who had been pampered for more than twenty years lost her beloved mother and brother overnight. The head of the Harper family forced her into an arranged marriage, but Cordelia refused.

“Marry me and be my wife for five years. In exchange, I’ll help you gain your footing in Mercoles. After the end of the contract, I’ll give you some money so that you can live the rest of your life without worry.” At that time, I needed money desperately. I needed it to survive and take revenge on the York family. So, I agreed. In the beginning, we were indeed just partners. I stayed in my lane cautiously and waited for the end of the five years so that I could leave with my money. But as we stayed together, we could not stop the sparks from growing between us. Many things slowly changed. When I got sick, he would drive me to the hospital at 2 a.m..

He finished making his coffee, took a sip, and looked at her over the rim of the cup with an expression that gave nothing away. "My grandmother has been asking me to marry for three years," he said finally. "She's seventy-eight. Her heart isn't good. The doctors gave her a number of years they won't say out loud but that I've done the math on myself." He set the cup down. "She wanted to see me settled before she ran out of time to see it. I agreed to the blind date because refusing her one more time felt worse than going." "So you married a stranger to make your grandmother happy."

“You heard me. Five hundred thousand, six months and then we’re done.” He stood there, hand in his hair. “Hazel, are you hearing yourself? You married your boss?” “For the money.” “This is insane. Like… this isn’t a N*****x original, girl. You can’t just marry some billionaire because you're broke.” I shrugged. “Too late.” He paced across the room, mumbling to himself. “No way this is real.” My phone buzzed. Alan. I stared at the screen, declined the call and turned my phone off.

“Why the fuck are you laughing? I was worried about your stupid ass.” “I’m sorry.” I laughed hiding my hand. I sank onto the couch in my apartment, burying my face in my hands. Jen perched on the armrest across from me, watching silently, waiting for me to spill. “What’s going on between you two? And why am I finding out from the news that you got engaged at your father-in-law’s funeral?” I laughed again unable to help laugh at her serious look. “No, Caleb was just being stupid. We decided to get married for the money.”