Billionaire Wants To Get Married Novels & Stories

“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.”

Lucky shrieked as she slapped Cherokee's arm. "I signed a contract, a marriage contract with Beck, he's giving me money, and other things, when the contract is over he will give me twenty thousand," Cherokee stated as she started pacing around the small room they both shared. "A marriage contract?!" Lucky bellowed as she got up from the bed and walked over to Cherokee gripping her arms. "So this, isn't even real? Your relationship?" "Perhaps I can make it real," Cherokee wished as she made her way to her dresser to get the last of her clothing into her suitcase.

Out loud she said,” So what about Peter Ramsey’s sister? “Big scandal!” her aunt answered with relish. “Charlotte Ramsey was about to marry one guy and just before the wedding he refused to sign the prenuptial agreement her father had drawn up. She turned around on the spot and married the British billionaire, Damien Winter, instead. Her former fiancé proceeded to sue for ownership of the apartment they’d shared—hers, of course—in a de facto relationship. He got it, too. Didn’t go to court. She signed off on it. The point is…” “He was in it for a slice of the Ramsey billions.”

"Yeah I don't think it's that easy and which super-rich billionaire in this day and age is under pressure from their family to get married" "Belshar Nessar Abed is," she said and I jerked to an upright position. Julie cursed and sat upright too. "What! What!" She asked, her eyes darting around in alarm before they came back to me. "What the hell is wrong" "You just said Belshar" I choked out and she slowly nodded. "I know everyone thinks he's an evil Mafia killer, he probably is but he is also the only billionaire I know who is being pressed to get married... I guess it has to do with his mafia ties, have to continue the lineage"

He exclaimed. "Kk industries; owner. " He added. "Yes, you will live like a princess over there. They are thousand times richer. There family has well established reputation, which no one in entire state could match." "After listening to all this, do you still want to deny considering this marriage. " My mom asked bewildered, looking at me in doubt. "ofcourse, I am not going to marry a man for his riches, and what about my start-up, my dreams! " I questioned there intentions, however deep inside I was also shocked listening to all that. Why would a millionaire want to marry me, an ordinary girl.

Are you talking about that rich billionaire that appears on the press and TV? I nod positively and sank further into the seat. "That's him" I mutter dryly. "Hunter the successful billionaire marries a girl who doesn't even know where she comes from. Well that can be a very, very interesting headline for the media they'd probably take it as a joke." "Well don't Ms..." "Ummm it's Adrianna Young" I mutter softly. "Yes look Adrianna don't be discouraged, because of his status keep in mind that every man has a weakness you my dear might be just his. So you're running away because you think you aren't wealthy enough to be with him?

Nádia explained to him that his fiancée decided everything simple and without luxury, and no crowding, or media. Just the fury, he says everything he thinks. "By the Mariane gods!" What kind of a joke, is this? You practitioner want to marry me, in secret and that? Have you not thought of me? My mom didn't do anything, watching you do shit like that? I am Mariane billionaire, I am important throughout the USA. Here in Florida, I'm the best catch in the state! Mariane, I never wanted to get married! However, I will and as I am an important person, I cannot simply sign a simple paper in the garden of my house.

I couldn't possibly be drooling over this bigheaded bastard, focus Amy. "Bu-But I-I can't just marry you, it doesn't work like that. You've got to at least know someone for a while first to want to marry them. And asides that, it being you, I dunno if I can go into such with you." "Why? Because a lowly girl such as yourself just can't fathom the possibility of getting married to a billionaire demigod such as myself?" Mr. Billionaire asked rather proudly with a chuckle at the end and I rolled my eyes at his spiked ego.

"But only on three conditions." "I'm listening." "First, be honest about why you really want to marry me." "I thought I was clear. It's purely for my business and -" "Bullshit." I cut him off. "I'm not as dumb as you think, Mr Hunt. Your company is worth billions. You are the most successful entrepreneur in the country. You don't need to marry some stupid random girl to boost your business. So, what's the reason a billionaire like you is so desperate to marry me."

spoke the man who was talking with his father. "And you're old enough to know that a man's knowledge of a business isn't determined by a wedding ring," Stefano countered, cold-blooded. "Nobody would trust a real estate consultant or a company that isn't managed by a married couple" Giordano spoke, somewhat annoyed by the tone his son was using. "I still don't understand why that's a must for a company that almost everyone knows about and sells itself." "It's important because people are interested in knowing more about the personal lives of celebrities who run big businesses than the companies themselves," the man insisted.