Novel & Cerita Billionaire Arranged Marriage

The elusive billionaire every woman wanted and no one could get. He was thirty-six years old, famously married to his work, and up until now, showed no intention of giving up his bachelor lifestyle. Why, then, would Alexander Grayson of all people agree to an arranged marriage? “I would introduce myself by my net worth,” he said. “But it would be impolite to categorize you as a stranger, given the purpose of tonight’s dinner.” His smile didn't contain an ounce of warmth. “That’s very considerate of you.” My cool reply masked my embarrassment. “Don’t worry, Mr. Grayson. If I wanted to know your net worth, I could G****e it. I’m sure the information is as readily available as the tales of your

His eyes stayed on me longer than they should, but I didn’t think much of it. “Natasha, meet my son, Liam” He introduced. Liam just nodded and faced his Dad, “What is this about?” “This is Mr. Julio, the billionaire businessman and my former business partner,” his father said. “This is his daughter, and I want you both to get married as soon as possible.” His jaw tightened. “No,” he said simply, his voice deep and cold. “I don’t do arranged marriages and besides, she is not even my spec.”

He was known for his brutal ways and was feared among many. When father had announced it that very day, I remember the quiet gasp that escaped my lips. I didn’t believe it, we were not generational wealth type of rich but we weren’t poor by any means. Hence my shock when it was announced that Emily would be having an arranged marriage. We simply had no need for so I kept wondering what the catch was. What did the Adrian place on the table for father to agree to this. It was a tad bit dodgy to say the least.

I forced an awkward smile, unsure how to respond without drawing more attention. "It was an arranged marriage,"I said quietly. "It didn't last long. We separated soon after." "Who is the billionaire?" Linda asked, clearly intrigued. "Come on, Rose, tell us. We might even know him. He's probably ridiculously handsome, right? You don't look like someone who would marry an old man for his money." "What's going on here?" Our head of operations, Direction Mike Walter, had walked in at just the right moment. I almost sighed with relief.

There was no way he had agreed on marrying a woman he never heard of before. “What’s this supposed to mean?” “I gave you a week, I’m lucky I’m still able to talk” he said between muffled coughs again bloods staining his white handkerchief as he sat the folder on the bed “She already agreed, one million dollars for marrying you in the upcoming twenty-four hours, I already have my attorneys finalize the papers and the entirety of the business is yours, Camilla is a smart woman, she would make a wonderful wife; I’m sure you’ll like her”

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.

Wearing the most expensive wedding gown, I walk to the aisle and show my bitter sweet smile in front of many people and to my husband to be. The idea of arrange marriage is cool yet traumatizing. Imagine to marry someone you don't know and you don't love. Imagine saying ' I do and I love you' in from of God but you don't really love the person who will spend the rest of your life. It was forced. No one wants it at all. I would given a chance that time, I wish wouldn't marry a man like him. All I want was a simple and peaceful life but I was married to a hot billionaire. My life changed in just one snap.

he told me. Oh, riches! This is one of those crazy arranged marriage things! I took the brown envelope and opened it. Why is he so prepared?! He already has a man he wants to introduce to me! "He's Rozzean Cyron Valleje. I've known Rozzean for a long time, Tangi. I'm sure he'll be a good husband to you. He grew up in a decent family, he has no record of cheating, he's a noble man. He was featured before in the Billionaire Bachelor Magazine. No woman was seen around him either. I haven't heard bad things about this young man, and I really admire his dedication as a CEO. I can't say enough about him."

“You have no idea what it took to be ‘fine.’” I shook my head. “I don’t want to see you. I don’t want to talk to you. Whatever you came here for, you can turn around and leave.” That was when his eyes changed. It was subtle, but I knew that look. “I saw you on the news,” he said slowly. “With that billionaire guy.” My stomach tightened. “And?” “I heard you’re married to him now.” I said nothing. “You see,” he continued, nodding like he’d just solved a puzzle, “I knew you were going to do fine for yourself.”

“I have a question.” “Shoot.” “What’s the catch?” Julian blinked, taken aback. “The catch?” “Yeah,” she said, narrowing her eyes at him. “You’re rich, you’re charming, and now you’re my fiancé. What’s the catch? You secretly a spy? A superhero? Maybe an alien?” Julian laughed, shaking his head. “Sorry to disappoint, but I’m just a guy.” “A very mysterious guy,” Alexis said, leaning closer. “Who does stuff like... like calling off media storms and agreeing to marry someone like me. Why?”