Billionaire Wants To Get Married Novels & Stories

“You really think we’re going to act like some lovestruck couple, picking out wedding flowers and sending out invitations? No. Right now, all that matters is getting married. Officially.” A lump formed in my throat, but I needed to have my questions answered. “Why do you even want to get married so badly that you'll ask a total stranger to marry you? I mean, you’re a billionaire. Shouldn’t you have, like, a hundred women ready to marry you?” His expression hardened. “Okay, crybaby, I’ll answer once, since I know you might start crying if I don't. I’m doing this for my parents’ sake. Now, shut up.”

If he is proud of me, we wouldn't be doing this wedding in a small way. Getting married to the youngest billionaire ought to be a great show off and done in a big way, even though I don't like it too. I am ok with it though because I can continue living my life the way I want. I don't want the media's attention. I want a quiet life, free of dramas. Besides, what Aidan and I have isn't real, becoming famous will reveal the truth sooner.

Victoria empathized with the depth of his loss but couldn't ignore the complexity of their situation. "Why hide this?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and frustration. Alexander sighed, a weariness in his eyes. "My public image is carefully curated. The world sees a successful, carefree billionaire. If they knew the truth, it would change everything." Victoria understood the weight of expectations, the burden of living up to an image that society demanded. Still, the deception left a bitter taste in her mouth. As the days unfolded, Victoria and Alexander navigated the challenges of their newlywed status. The paparazzi continued to hound them, and the public clamored for details of th

"I need to find the right woman first but trust parents they already pinned me down to Nancy" "The right woman? She just needs to be hot," Wade said. "And you don't even have to let marriage hold you back from the ladies. Billionaires can have as many mistresses as they want, right even though you get married to her ?" "I don't do mistresses," I said, twirling my empty glass in my fingers. It had been a while since I was with a woman; a few months, actually. But everyone knew that I was a billionaire. Women were after me for my money, and I was supposed to marry a woman in my league.

And she tolerated till now. Although it was like a worst scene a wife could imagine to have, but she felt relieved when Vincent confirmed that the girl is too close with his friends circles. So she isn't doing it to Vincent only. Other than her, Vincent is a caring and loving husband what most of the women want them in their lives. He is breathtakingly handsome, gorgeous, brilliant, extraordinarily strong. He is the self-made billionaire with his picture being covered in every single biggest Magazines in the world. So, having a husband is like blessing. Especially for a woman like Emma Downey who lives up to her heart not wealth, she is fully satisfied with his love and attention until three

“What are you all even talking about? Why would I get married to some random dude. I don’t even know him or even if I did, I do not want to get married.” “Look at this from a brighter perspective, Felix.” “You know, all my life,” Felix scoffed. “I’ve always thought you both were secretly homophobic towards me and here you both are. Asking me to get married to a man.” “This isn’t about being homophobic or not,” his dad said then exhaled. “The youngest billionaire in our country is gay too. And luckily and quite surprisingly, they are interested in you. You should jump at it. This is an opportunity for you to be-“

This is awkwardly insane, highest level of insanity. “Yes and yes. We are going to have a very private wedding. It is just for me to get my inheritance and that's final." he answered, the way he cares about his inheritance puzzles me. I mean he's already a billionaire why does he want another billion dollar company desperately like this. I guess when you have money you just want more and more.

And there had been several nasty comments each time. The rumours would never disappear. The board would keep pushing. His father would keep doubting him. He needed a wife fast. A real public marriage. Victoria lowered herself back onto the sofa. “This is insane.” “Yes.” He agreed. “Completely insane.” “Yes.” “And you honestly think I'll agree?” A faint smile touched Ryder's lips. “I think you're considering it.” Her mouth opened, then closed, because she truly, she was. That was the problem. Her grandmother needed surgery. EVANGELINE needed funding. Her savings account was almost empty.

"I left him while you were still growing inside me. I chose you over everything he had. And I would choose you again a thousand times." I reached across and put my small hand over hers. She turned her palm up and held it. "Promise me something," she whispered. "Anything, Mama." "Never marry a billionaire." .... *Twenty three years later.* .... The restaurant was beautiful in the way that expensive things always are, all dim gold lighting and white linen and the kind of silence that money buys so that rich people never have to hear the world outside. I sat across from Gabriel Weston and watched his mouth move. He was saying the right things. They always say the right things. Flowers on the ta

he added, his eyes wide with fury. “Babe,” Kira called out, still clinging tightly to him. “Could we get out of here now?” she asked, with a warm smile. I watched in agony as they both held hands tight and walked past me. My heart dropped in pain, and I allowed the tears to flow freely. I reflected on how I got here, married to a billionaire who didn't want me. I had a degree, a good job, and my life was going well before my parents forced me into this mess.