Novel & Cerita Billionaire Arranged Marriage Novels

“She is a top businesswoman, owning hotels in some countries we don’t have hotels in. it will give us a good hand.” Aaron studied his brother. “Is that why you married Zoe?’ He asked and got the attention he desired. “Because I don’t buy the nonsense of being in love with each other secretly.” Avery looked at him and decided not to react. He only took his pen and signed the contract. “Mia said she told her.” Aaron continued and Avery confirmed by nodding his head. “She did and I’m sure she did a good job.” He replied, wishing they wouldn’t talk about it

Do you honestly think a guy like Alexander Bluemoon is going to let me get away with defrauding him of that amount of cash? “Alexander Bluemoon? The alpha billionaire?” Miah queried in consternation. “He’s the guy who wants to hire a wife? For goodness’ sake, he’s always knee-deep in supermodels and actresses. Why would he have to pay a woman he doesn’t know to marry him?” “Because a long time ago, he was supposed to get married, but it didn’t work out. This time around, he wants a marriage of convenience on a strict business basis.”

I tried to lighten the mood. “I know you never cared about family wealth. You are Alessandro, a proud man who built his own wealth from scratch. That’s where your pride lies in, not in what you want to obtain from your grandfather. I know you Alessandro” I frowned at that. I wouldn’t let anyone know my real plans. People tend to destroy good things and this is for a good cause. “Whatever, I am marrying her and, in a year, we are done. I don’t have to get married again, since I tasted it and it was bitter.” I laughed.

“I have my orders, and I’m afraid they trump yours.” Sarah didn’t disagree. She just took the clothes and went to change. She emerged a few minutes later, fully dressed. The clothing was elegant and yet casual. The price tags had been removed, so she didn’t know what they’d cost, but she had horrible visions of exactly how much everything had set Bernice back. “Thanks for the clothes. How much do I owe you?” Bernice gave her a look. “Very funny.” “I can write you a check.” The other woman stared at her. “Are you or are you not aware that you’re dating a billionaire? He has a little cash to throw around. This is coming from his wallet, not mine.”

The great Josh Hamilton had also mentioned that he, as an eligible heir to the position of CEO, had to get married and that too, with a good and decent woman worth of being called Hamilton family's daughter in law. Hell! All the women he knew were far from being good, or decent for that matter. They were cruel, selfish and utterly indecent, just as he liked, Alex mused. "Benedict, find all the eligible women in New York. Good and decent, all right?" Alex shouted on the phone. "Eligible for what, sir?" Benedict's voice was nervous. "Marriage." He cut the call.

“But I can do it. How about I give you three options tomorrow? You pick your favorite, and I’ll do the rest.” “That sounds perfect,” Emma agreed. “Okay. I’m going to go work on the proposals for you.” Becca rose from the table. “You’re sure this is what you want to do?” “One of the perks of marrying a billionaire is that you can pay people to do just about everything,” Emma told her. “So, I’m going to pay you to do just about everything.” “You won’t regret it,” Becca promised. “This wedding will be a dream wedding. People will talk about it for years. It’ll be perfect.”

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.

The way she was dressed and the way she moved in front of me made her very irresistible and tempting. She held my hand and led me into the space inside the heart-shaped roses. They were fresh and healthy. We just stood in there silently for a while as she looked around, smiling. "So, when will you tell me?" I finally asked. "My biggest secret?" "Yes," I replied, turning to look at her alluring face. We both faced each other with a considerable distance between us. "Hm. Okay. My secret is, I'm in an arranged marriage with a billionaire, and we have ten months left until we get divorced."

“Kriti, see, he’s the best groom and has the best family we’ve found for you in the last two years. This family is far better than any of the other proposals. We’ve researched them all, and I’m sure that you’ll be treated like a real princess in that house. They have everything, and Arnav…he’s a gem who’ll complement my golden daughter perfectly. Just trust me and try to brush off these doubts of yours.” I nodded looking into her eyes as I shook off the memories. We were married today in a traditional ceremony and here I was busy with a trail of thoughts. My eyes fell upon a cute, yellow flower pot on the nightstand and it pulled me back to the present. There was a large cupboard on the left

His contract marriage to Olivia had introduced an element of uncertainty and complexity to his financial future, and he was determined to navigate it with the utmost precision. With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Nathaniel reached for his phone and dialed a number he knew by heart. After a few rings, the call was answered by James Thornton, a fellow billionaire and trusted confidant. "James, it's Nathaniel," he greeted, his voice carrying a sense of urgency. "Ah, Nathaniel, good to hear from you," James responded, his tone warm and friendly. "How's everything on your end?"