Arranged Marriage With The Proud Billionaire Novels & Stories

lucky me. They ended up deciding on making a natural makeup and about an hour later they were done. My mom walked in with the four blondes who had an annoyed look on and they were glaring at me. Well actually found out that Bridget wanted Xavier to marry Brittany but Alberto's dad and my grandpa arranged a marriage for us. "Are you guys done with the makeup?"Mom asked and they nodded. "Then let's get you in your dress," she said and Elena and Alexa squealed like seriously?

As we then take blessing from our elders and then proceeded for the reception party which was going to be held in one of the most expensive five star hotel. 'Why not, After all this is the biggest wedding reception of this countries Eligible BILLIONAIRE XAVIER KNIGHT ', My conscience mocked me. To be Continued................ A/P "Arranged marriage happens when two lovers or strangers believe they are meant for eternal companionship. It starts from the belief and the universe conspires in making that belief stronger every day from that moment." -unknown.

"Kidnapped is a strong word. It was merely an arranged marriage." Sophia arches an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Arranged marriage? You two really know how to keep things unconventional." I nod, playing along. "Yeah, apparently, we still live in the 1800s." Vincent, sensing that the spotlight is on him, clears his throat. "It's not as dramatic as it sounds. I made a special arrangement with her father." Sophia smirks. "Wow, this kind of makes sense." "How does it make sense?" I ask.

"That's impossible! I can't...'' Then it hit me; he was planning on sabotaging the other arranged marriage his grandfather had coerced him into. Enzo tilted his head, looking at me with amusement. "What? Are you so eager to marry me that you can't even wait a couple of weeks? Should I shorten it to a week? We can do it tomorrow. Just one call, and it can be arranged, baby...'' I gave him a murderous look, but he only laughed in response. At that moment, all I wanted was to mar that perfect face of his. "You're insane, Lorenzo Carter! I can't believe I'm marrying a crazy billionaire bastard like you!"

“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

she said and I agreed. We were in a diner when Sabrina tried her best to explain everything; how did they end up being engaged. And I couldn't believe that it was actually an arranged marriage, her father, which I met twice before was interested in Nate whom he knew as a well-known successful young man. And Nate was indeed a perfect match for someone like Sabrina, they were in the same category, wealthy and perfect while I was in the lowest category.

Damn! She looked at his face and knew what she should say and what she should not, she quickly shook her head to make him believe her, "No of course, I mean my word. What do you take me for? Will I be so petty? Money is nothing hehe" She said quickly. She felt sad that she was forced to lie against her conscience. Money means everything to her, but damn! Who asked her to marry a billionaire husband. She looked at his expression and saw that it was back to normal now, she heaved a sigh of relief.

He drops the bombshell, a cosmic smile on his lips as he reads my face waiting for a reaction. Rising up from the couch immediately, I take a step back and breath deeply. “You’re crazy. You are really crazy.” I say to him. “Mom, come liste..” “He's telling you the truth, daughter. This is why we have been preparing since morning. this is why we have been so nervous the past few days. We accepted the money that he offered and you're going to be his wife before or within two months. He's a billionaire. you don't need to worry about anything. He is a nice young man and he has promised to take care of you. think about it. He is going to pay for your education. Especially for Law School you no l

She collapsed onto the floor, her face smeared with a mix of tears and snot as she cried, “I didn’t mean to do it. Please forgive me just this once, okay? I’ll never bother you or Lena ever again…” She reached out, trying to grab the hem of Henry’s pants, but he stepped back with disgust to avoid her touch. “Since you’re so desperate to marry into wealth,” Henry said coldly, “Mr. Vance from Vance Corporation happens to be looking for a new wife. He’s seventy, and I’ve decided to make the executive call on your father’s behalf to marry you off to him. That way, your dream of marrying a billionaire will come true, and I get to repay my debt to you. Isn’t that a win-win?”

"Wait. You mean to tell me that you're married to the Aleksei Tarasov? Like, Aleksei freaking Tarasov?" I nodded grimly, my lips pressed into a flat line. "Oh, my God. He's fucking gorgeous, babe." She fanned herself. "And he's stupid rich. He was featured in Forbes' under thirty billionaires' list." I blanched at her. "Did you not understand a word I just wrote?" She grinned at me, flipping her brown hair over her shoulder. "You said it yourself. Arranged marriages aren't a new thing in your world. In your case, you got a hottie as a husband, not an old geezer over thirty years your senior. You should be happy."