Fated To My Billionaire Novels & Stories

" There's a pause and I take that as my cue to speak. "Of course I'll do it," I say in an excited tone. Oh my God Ro, you don't know what you've done for me, I really need the money". She laughs at me, how can you need money, you are married to a freaking Billionaire, do you even know what that means?. Not a millionaire but a freaking billionaire. You should be swimming in money my love. I laughed at her statement. "It's not as it seems Rosie, I might be married to him but I don't own his money".

His chuckles vibrated in my lips. I'm done running away from his cruel world because i finally realized to embrace it wholeheartedly. I'm also ready to carry another heir from this immaculately hot billionaire. My very own billionaire.

I said and Salsa gestured at me to tune down my voice. She glared around and whispered, “Fanny is indebted to the billionaire. From their discussion I learned that Fanny owes him eight hundred million dollars from their last joint venture deal. And since Fanny couldn’t pay up, the billionaire offered his oldest daughter as intended contract wife to Brian once he survives the coma…”

Leaving My Heart Behind Ecca's POV I adjusted my blazer again and looked at the big clock in the lobby. The room was busy with important business people talking, fancy lights hanging from the ceiling, and glasses making soft noises now and then. Tonight marked the 20th anniversary of Atlas Corporation, a day I had hoped to celebrate as Markos' wife, not just his secretary. Five years ago, I was Ecca Beaumont, the heiress to the Beaumont fortune, married to a man I thought loved me more than anything.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

why them? “Because I didn’t want to watch them take what you love,” he said. “Because I owed your father for the faith he put in me once. Because… because I’m selfish in the quiet ways too — I wanted to make sure when all this came for you, there would be a place you could come back to that wasn’t gutted.” The confession landed like a warm hand over my ribs. It was protection folded into property — a billionaire’s twist that was tender in its logic. He had made a financial play as a love letter.

I was very careful. “Oh, sweet girl,” she pressed a palm to my cheek. “Do you think I did not do enough research on you before pretending not know how to cross a street, or giving you this job? I’m a billionaire in my own name, my grandsons are billionaires, my children are billionaires…I come from a generation of wealth so large, long, and deep, it would put an end to world hunger.” She winks, not giving me a chance to say a word before she pulls me along again. “Now, let’s go meet Allister.” Lord, please let Allister be an ugly toad…..shit…

My hand resting on his shoulder froze. Used to being abandoned? I’ve never abandoned him. Maybe his parents, but not me. “I will never abandon you,” I said and he stood up slowly. He didn't look sad, not as much as I expected him to be. He looked tired. “Leela said the same thing and guess what? She promised to remain my girlfriend till my birthday,” “She …” “And she would have remained if you hadn't taken me to that restaurant tonight,” he dropped, then turned to look at me. His expression was tight, cold.

I was not going to lose. Not after everything I had completely sacrificed. Not after the pain I had endured. I was not going back to being a nobody Delta in a minor, forgotten pack. I was going to be the Luna of the most powerful, incredibly wealthy financial empire in the entire continent of North America. I turned sharply on my heel. I marched directly back into the master bedroom and grabbed my encrypted smartphone from the glass nightstand. My hands were perfectly steady now. The blind, chaotic rage had completely crystallized into something far more dangerous.

he said, “to be my wife.” And just like that… the billionaire secret stopped being a mystery. And became a trap.