Arranged Marriage With The Proud Billionaire Novels & Stories

I shrugged, “ I never knew he had done so much, he gave me a tip but they own this estate, what do you think is the possibility of me ever meeting him? I don't even know what to think or believe right now.” “ That has to be the reason why his mannerism is perfect, he is the most eligible single billionaire in Switzerland, and he is single. Everyone has tried to throw himself at him, but it just doesn't work.”Genevieve recounted. “ Well, it seems he has a type.” I couldn't help but blurt it out because what was I to say at the moment. “ Pregnant women obviously because I am pregnant.” “ That has me shocked, I don't even know what to say, are you sure no one has gotten the clip about this? The

However, it's strange, how often I used to go there, but I never once saw Arnav. Now, he earns lakhs per week, and he’s decided to marry a girl he’s never met before. I’m just a postgraduate in literature. I don’t even have a job. And he is earning lakhs. The man had only seen my photograph, the one which is usually sent to families of prospective matches for the initial arrangement of a marriage. I realize, that’s the traditional way, but I didn’t expect him to be so conservative, he’s a modern-day businessman. I think people have changed now-a-days, the bride and the groom tend to meet each other at least once before getting married. I, being the bride, couldn’t have demanded to meet him t

He beamed. “WHAT?!” I screamed. “Are you f**king kidding me? I just turned eighteen, what makes any of you think I want to get married to some stranger? Why would no one have said anything about an arranged marriage? Who even does arranged marriages anymore?” I throw the dress at him and I’m looking for other things to launch his way when he starts pleading with me again. “Please, Linds, do this for mom and dad. If you marry him you can save the company and all of the employees that mom and dad loved so much. We need this connection and you are the only one who can make it.”

It was like forgetting who I am for the sake of money. I leaned against the door. I hope this would be all worth it in the end. I'm not sure but hopefully there would be a good outcome. I also don't know why he chose me. He was a billionaire and also CEO of Esqueza's Corporation, why would he had to do this arranged marriage with me? There were lots of women better than me so why me? I breathe heavily, feeling overwhelmed all at once. Shooing my thoughts away. "Goodnight, Mr. Esqueza ..." I whispered one more time, hoping he could hear it.

“Well, damn. I’m happy for you, brother. I will disown you if my wife and I won’t be your principal sponsors.” I joined them, laughing. “I’m thrilled, brother, but we might get married in the City Hall or before the judge.” “Why? Is she pregnant?” “God, no. We haven’t—you know.” “Wait. What I’m missing here?” “We’re arranged.” “Holy fuck,” he reacted. “Shit.” That one came from Princess Carlott. “Language, sweetheart,” Rome chided his wife, only to laugh at him. “How? Are you okay with all of this? I mean, she’s beautiful. Storm even said, London’s hot.”

John stood in front of the priest, watching as his father walked Sharon down the aisle, the both of them smiling at him, as they head towards him. John wore a light blue suit, while Sharon wore an off shoulder wedding gown, which accentuated her perfectly curved shape. A disfigured Billionaire who the entire city looked down on with disdain, is marrying a spec most men in the City would cherish, an epitome of beauty, a goddess. Who would have thought John would ever get married? After recovering from the accident two years back, and became disfigured, everyone fears him, he became ruthless.

Kathy intruded. "Oh wow, okay let's get to this glimmer of a party." Tristan Carrington is the son of a very wealthy businessman who met Kathy at a nightclub and got mesmerized by her. He invited us both to some milestone celebration party in their mansion at the edge of town. I'm not a big fan of high-calibre occasions, but I admire what Kathy and Tristan have. We both got seated at the back of the Limo, and the driver began moving the lengthy and bright-coloured beauty.

Just when Eva and Lucian’s arranged marriage was starting to feel less cold, trouble showed up at the worst possible moment. The Thorne charity gala was a big event a night full of rich people and fancy speeches. For Lucian, it was a way to show off his power and prove he was happily married. For Eva, it was just another night she had to pretend to be the perfect wife. She wore a beautiful dress that Lucian’s stylist picked out, and her smile was perfect but it didn’t reach her eyes.

"We don't want this, your Father and I were not looking at this. That's why we've been trying to raise enough money to pay off, paying with what we currently have spelled doom for your Father's business. It would collapse and why that is not more important than your happiness, we have-" "So, I am now the solution? Mom, I do not want to get married to a stranger, not to anyone. You know how Richard's betrayal affected me, you know I still haven't healed from that, and now this?" "I know darling, I know. But please just do this, for us, please." Blair looked away from her mother. "Blair please." "I don't want to get married," she cried.

I gasped in mock offense, which made her laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, Elena." she added quickly, “I wouldn’t pin after your guy. But he’s hot and he gives off major trust fund boy energy.” She smirked at me. “You really hit the jackpot with him. And he seems interested in you. Maybe the whole arranged marriage thing didn’t turn out so bad.”