Billionaire Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

Our social circle rarely cross because the Blackwoods were old money, my family was new money. Kian Blackwood, the youngest billionaire in New York,the most eligible bachelor and the most influential man in the city was standing in front of me, proposing a contract marriage. I didn't know whether to feel blessed or cursed. Blessed because a billionaire just expressed his intentions to marry me. Just associating with the Blackwood is like hitting a jackpot. Cursed, because I don't understand why he would want me to agree to that kind of arrangement. What if it's something illegal or harmful? You can't always trust these billionaires.

I am married to the richest, most aggravating, most complicated man in this city, and I did it for my mother's debt and to cover up two one-night stands, and this is my life now. Zane stood beside me, looking at the certificate briefly before sliding it into his jacket. He glanced over. "Hungry?" he asked. I stared at him. "It was a simple question." "You just married me in a government office on forty minutes notice and your follow-up is whether I want lunch?" "Brunch, technically." He checked his watch. "It's not quite noon." I opened my mouth. Closed it. Started walking toward my car. "Skylar." I stopped but didn't turn around.

One of the maids replied, making me furrow my brows. “For what?” They all raised their heads at me. “We are not in question to know that, ma'am.” After dropping off the accessories, I couldn't help but wonder who this man was. Who was Maverick ? I picked up my phone, turned on the internet and did some research on who Maverick was. Then it all appeared, giving me a shock on my bones. Ray Maverick ? I mean, I am auctioned to Ray Maverick . The billionaire bachelor that got everyone tripping for him. I finally have him in my abode? But then, one thing struck me.

I slumped back in my seat, my mind reeling with the implications of what I'd just heard. Alora's father was dead. And after leaving Ryan, Alora had managed to trap a billionaire maybe by spreading her legs wide open,and now she was getting married to him. Stanley Richardson—that was one of the names Collins had mentioned for Tuesday's gala operation. I had to admire her hustle. My ex's ex marrying a billionaire who also happened to be a future target for Collins' scheme? The coincidence was almost too perfect.

She immediately started planning the wedding in her head, calling all her designer friends to help make the perfect wedding dress. They got married in a wedding that caught all the headlines. The heiress of the Monroe Jewelry Corporation and the CEO of the hottest new game company that was just about to go public. Childhood sweethearts to adulthood lovers— the press had a field day. Photos of them together through the different stages of their lives went viral. The wedding was grand. Beautiful. Her parents spared no expense. Brenda was the event planner and went all out—it could be said it was her best work.

“What is this?” “A proposal,” he said. “A solution. My father’s will contains a clause that requires me to be married within the year to maintain certain corporate protections. I need a wife—under terms that protect my interests. You need payment for your brother’s surgery. I provide funds, you provide marriage for one year. No emotional entanglement. A formal, legal arrangement.” The room tilted in on itself. Elena felt disoriented as if the carpet had moved. “Are you—are you offering me money for marriage?” Her laugh sounded broken and incredulous. “That’s—cruel.”

I only stared at the blank page on my laptop screen. I don’t know why I am suddenly feeling this way. I knew she was not going to cut off the wedding. No, her family was not even capable. They needed our help and getting married to me was the deal they made with my family. I didn’t know arranged marriage things were still in existence till the previous year. Although my parents' marriage was arranged too, along the line, they fell in love with each other. Right before they even got married. After I got on the list of the top ten billionaires in the country, my parents suddenly thought it was time I started a family.

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.

Allan wrote out a cheque and threw it at Jessica. Eve who was listening tried to look up to meet Allan's eyes. Allan looked down with a look full of meaning, ' Next time don't let yourself be humiliated by others! You are my lover! My future fiancé! Allan Watson's fiancée-to-be! As long as I am breathing, no one will be able to insult you! Hold your head high! Don't be a weak woman!" Allan said while looking at Eve who looked surprised. Again everyone was shocked, it was like they hit the jackpot because this news came straight from the mouth of Allan Watson, one of the Billionaires in this country! The owner of the Watson Family which dominates almost the entire economy in this country.

Just then, we noticed several cars inside our garage, which is all unfamiliar to me. Who the fuck are the owner of these cars? "Sweetheart, Blaire, we're glad you came. Come here. Come and see who you have here." And when I've got to see who the visitors are, I was surprsied to see the Alquezer Clan on their formal attire. "Blaire, hija, we're glad to announce that the wedding... is already concerted. The wedding will be held soonest." And just like that, I am surely be tied to my billionaire ex boyfriend. I am... arranged to my billionaire ex.