Eve Married Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Call him. Explain everything. You reject him properly. Please.” Claire gently pulled her hands away, avoiding my eyes. “I can’t do that.” The words hit like a slap. “What?” “My dad called earlier,” she said quietly. “Adrian agreed to become one of our company’s biggest shareholders. He invested a huge amount. And… he seemed pleased with you tonight. Maybe being his contract wife isn’t the worst thing. You could finally open that restaurant you’ve always dreamed about.” I stared at her, stunned. “Are you saying you sold me off to a stranger just to save your dad’s company?”

“Is adding another zero enough? Will $50,000 suffice? I’m not interested in you, so stop trying to get close to me.” Dante wasn’t easily fooled. From the moment Daisy walked into the room, he noticed how she eyed the valuable items and how she wore an overpowering amount of perfume. He was certain she wasn’t the woman from the previous night, but he wanted her gone quickly, so he offered her a large sum of money to expedite her departure. As expected, Daisy fell into the trap. Realizing that dealing with Dante wasn’t easy, she accepted the money and withdrew, planning to wait for another opportunity.

Riley hugged her, sat down opposite her, and said: - Sorry for being late. Sara hugged her arms and leaned on the sofa, glanced at her, and then slowly said: - You are the Knight's young lady, a small person like me should wait for you.” Riley smirked and said: - Don't be silly. I am happy you are here. How did the shooting go? Did you have fun? - I really did. I met Robert Evans, oh my god he is so handsome. We had a nice time and agreed to meet each other when I got back to LA.

she expressed in shock. It felt unbelievable, and they all rose to their feet, staring at the TV screen like toddlers watching cartoons, unable to be disturbed. "As the report reached us, we found out that the former Alda Morgan, now Alessandra Russo, was recently divorced by her husband, Tyler Harrington, and lost everything she ever had to the cold hands of her husband's divorce." "Could this be fate? The former Alda Morgan, now Alessandra Russo, who should now be a nobody, is now one of the richest women alive in the United States of America."

FIRST LIFE — TWO YEARS INTO THE MARRIAGE Sophie sat alone at a charity gala, watching Adrian across the room, deep in conversation with a striking woman in a red dress — Vivian Chase, heir to a rival shipping empire, someone Sophie had always felt strangely uneasy around. "They look comfortable together," a board member's wife murmured beside her, not unkindly, simply observing. Sophie remembered forcing a smile, remembered the sharp twist of jealousy she'd never voiced out loud, remembered telling herself it meant nothing. She never asked Adrian about it. She never asked him about anything. Weeks later, she found out Vivian had proposed a business merger that would have doubled Cross Indust

Tricia neared Emily whose face still contoured in confusion at Tricia's reaction. "Emily you got married to a billionaire. In fact, he owns the major companies spread all round Asia and he is also the owner of INC CORP" INC CORP was one of the biggest producing company in the city. Business men were dying to invest with them. "You should be happy. Didn't you see the reaction at the restaurant the other day when he came. Emily you hit the Jack pot" Emily silently listened while Tricia rattled on. "I don't care if he is rich or not. Our marriage is a contract and when it ends I'm gone"

“Owner of the carter jewelry line, the product architect of BoltX Inc —the most famous car company in the world,” The Car part… took me off guard. “He's like one of the youngest and most handsome multi-billionaires in our city!” She gushed. “And the rudest too,” I chimed. “You can not deny the fact that he is handsome though,” She said. “How is Alex?” I immediately changed the topic of the conversation. “Why didn’t he come with you?”

After all, who would not be angry if their own wife-to-be tried to kill them on their first meeting? Ezkiel Evan Orlando, the man who sits in a wheelchair, is Finola's future husband as well as the reason the girl wanted to commit suicide before this. Evan was a great billionaire before a big accident took everything he had before. The accident killed his entire family, except for Evan, who miraculously survived despite having to depend on a wheelchair for the rest of his life. His family's abundant wealth began to be taken away one by one from the man since they took Evan's illness for taking over some of the man's wealth. His life has faded, until now the man prefers to live only with his

“Grace, I didn’t know how to reach you. You disappeared after the wedding. No calls. No messages. Then I saw the news.” Grace stiffened. “The news?” she echoed. Evan nodded. “Of your marriage. To him. And I knew—knew—you had to be in trouble.” Grace blinked. “I wasn’t—” “Grace,” he cut in softly, “you vanished. You didn’t tell anyone. Not even me. And then suddenly you were married to a billionaire with a reputation for destroying anyone who crosses him.” Jordan’s jaw clenched, but he stayed silent. Evan continued, urgency rising in his tone. “So I started digging.”

It took at least a month for it to die down and today I was back on the covers again. In bold script say the headline. LOVE SPARKS AGAIN. TECH BILLIONAIRE ROB SET TO WED THE INDUSTRIES MOST LOVED SWEETHEART AND MODEL, ISABELLE JUAN JOSE. An image followed underneath, showing off the glint of a ring I barely remembered choosing. There was no point fussing about how it had gotten on here. Isabelle couldn’t care less what she posted or not and how private it should have been.