Billionaire Forced Marriage Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Ten minutes. That was all it would take to solve the biggest problem in my life. But solving problems often created new ones. "What happens after that?" I asked. "You move into my home." "And we pretend to be married." "Correct." "For a year." "Yes." I stared at him carefully. "People will believe it?" "They will believe whatever I tell them." His confidence sounded almost frightening. I thought about the newspaper articles I had read about him. Young billionaire builds tech empire. Ruthless businessman crushes competitors.

“Noah Thorne wants me to marry him. A contract, one year. I’d be his fake wife, smile for his business deals. He’ll clear the debt—fifty grand, plus interest—and pay me five million. Fund my design business, too.” Mom’s eyes widen, her hands freezing on the bills. “Five million? Scarlett, that’s…” “Insane,” I cut in, my voice rising. “It’s a trap, Mom. He’s a stranger, a billionaire who thinks he can buy me. I’m not some prop for his corporate games.”

“You sound like and old Jane Austen story and you’re acting as if he has more than one girlfriend hanging around that he can pick from. Besides, I would like to get to know him a bit better before we decide to spend forever together.” “Oh, pish. You will have plenty of time to get to know him after you’re married. That’s what marriage is, getting to know each other every day. Those wealthy boys have girls buzzing around them like flies.” I just roll my eyes, knowing this is something that we will never agree on. “By the way, the latest Bentley just came out, you know the one your father has had his eye on. I was thinking, our anniversary is coming up and that would be a great present, but

I walked past him. “Let's go.” He followed. The drive to the party was quiet. I looked out the window, my fingers resting against my lap. I had so many questions. About his fiancée. About the Blackwoods.About this ridiculous marriage. And most importantly, about why he had called me Yulia. But I knew better than to ask him again. Armani had a talent for making me regret asking questions. ************************** The party was already crowded when we arrived. The moment we stepped inside, several heads turned in our direction. I wasn't surprised. Being married to Armani came with a certain amount of attention, whether I wanted it or not.A few people approached us almost immediately.

A/N Forcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved By The Billionaire Mafia is a dark romance, you might find some elements disturbing. Triggers includes but are not limited to detailed steamy contents, profanity, murder, smoking, blood, forced marriage, ruthless love, obsessive love, morally grey ML. If you still want to continue, enjoy! This 🌶️ 🌶️ will be used to depict steamy chapters. ***** “Your second daughter has to take her place, we can’t postpone the wedding, it is too late.”

"Then if you want, I can't guarantee you will live better in the future," "Why not?" Edric interrupted. He gritted his teeth in annoyance at Irene who refused to stay hidden. "You stay out of it!" Irene turned to Edric who was standing beside her. "And you just shut up!" Edric stepped in front of Irene and turned his back on her. "Mr. Edric is full of wealth. Still young but has managed to make the Dorian Company almost on par with H&Q," "It will even far exceed H & Q after I marry Irene later. So, think carefully about what I say and get out of front of Irene!"

Surprisingly, he placed the cheque down and Sara's breath hitched. “ WHAT?! What do you mean? Are you an idiot? You will be filthy rich in just a day. ” Sara frowned and shrieked before picking up the cheque. She took out the pen from her bag and started writing the amount. “ Is this enough?! ” Sara wrote down ten million and asked hysterically. She needed him to refuse this marriage or she wouldn't be able to inherit the company in the future. Grandfather Magnus would never let her inherit the company, if her husband was a nobody. She needed strong connections and alliances for her to become the CEO. And for a strong support, she had to marry a man who had the highest status and held unmatc

If only her father was not at stake here, Sierra would not be sitting with the hunky man who forced her to marry him. For some reason, she wondered why this perfectly sculpted man was forcing her to marry him tomorrow. They had just met a few days ago, at an event organized by her father. That was where she and the man met. The man, who is the CEO of a well-known modeling agency company, had out of the blue directly asked Mr. Carlson, her father, to marry her.

In front of the people’s eyes, he was still my stepbrother. But none of it wouldn’t matter because he would protect me. We would love each other for whatever it takes… ***END*** UP NEXT - >>> Mr. Beautiful (Bad Boy Billionaires #2) Note: It can be read as a standalone. -BLURB- Audrey was sixteen when we were supposed to run away and leave everything behind—her family, who she resented, and the luxurious lifestyle she had always known since she was born. But before I could claim her body, I decided to bring her back, and that was when death came after me. Nonetheless, I survived and reclaimed myself. I became a man above anyone else. I became a billionaire. After eight years, I saw Audrey aga

Certainly it was not less than a live dream for a girl like me who comes from the down trodden strata of society and rich man like him can't even spare a glance at us. "Why are you thinking so much sweetheart?"He again walked back to me .This time he slowly racked his fingers through the length of my arms.His mere touch was giving me hard time to breath.Thank god I wore a full sleeve shirt or the direct contact of his cold electric touch would be my death for sure. "Sir what are you talking about?"I questioned with my own reasons that why a billionaire like him wished to marry a simple poor girl like me.It was not a charity case either or who do charity by marrying someone!