How To Marry A Billionaire Novels & Stories

’ Oh, he's only marrying me because he wants to avoid getting married to Sabrina. But what about Garrett? it's finally time to let go of him. ‘umm, I have something to tell you.’ ‘okay go on.’ ‘I have a boyfriend-' ‘break up with him.’ Oh, that was fast. ‘here's the contract, I had drafted some things down, go through it and write the amount you want. I left that blank.’ The amount I want. I’m getting married to a billionaire. ‘Okay, sir.’ I stared at the piece of paper before me with a set of rules and regulations that we were expected to abide by.

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.

Married for A Million Dollars . Chapter 4: far from Ariana’s ideal type. . “No. I can’t.” She shakes her head. “I can’t marry you. Even for A Million Dollars.” And although she would do anything to oblige her good friend’s wishes, a million dollars is a luxury that a poor person like her couldn't even afford to even think about. “No?” Williams repeats faintly. He narrows his eyes. “I wouldn’t refuse it just like that, Gillies. A million dollars is a shit ton of money that I know you’re in desperate need of.”

He had exactly seven days to get a woman to agree to marry him. One week to see how he would make a marriage contract. He wouldn't get married even if he was drunk, that was something completely foreign to someone like him. As soon as he left the office, he called a good friend of his. A good lawyer, he knew he was going to need it. He knew that finding a woman would not be a problem, but if he wanted to inherit the position in the company, she had to be someone capable of reaching his level. It couldn't be just any girl.

I had forgotten how impatient he can be, I better get to the point "So what I am saying in conclusion is that for the past two years, Grandma and my Dad had been bugging me about getting married and all that, and I had turned a deaf ear to them because I was not interested in any marriage, but just a few months ago, Grandma made this threatening decision, that if I don't intend to get married in a certain period of time, I will have to step down as the acting CEO of Liv Luxe,” "So that means I never heard it wrong, Mia was right, so you're saying you had to marry him under duress, is that correct?" He asked.

The clash was too shocking and surprising. He raised his voice, but still controlled. “now Listen carefully. I’m giving you a choice.” He pulled out a business card from his pocket and slid it straightly across the counter. It felt cold. Heavy. “Marry me. Sign a contract. Fourteen months. You’ll be entitled to three million dollars. No feelings. No attachment. Power and total control only.” What! I blinked at the card again and again, as though it were some dead joke which can never come Alive.

“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

“ That is how much time I'm willing to give, think of it Nortia, 20 million dollars and your parents will be catered for, all you have to give in exchange is an heir and be my contracted wife” What could possibly hurt if I give it a try? All I had to do was get married and in two years I get that? I also get leverage over my aunty and Samantha, and my parents will be fine. “ I will do it” I had my fist balled when he stretched over a form at me. “ All you have to do is sign here,” he tapped at the far end of the paper before handing a pen over to me. I scribbled on it, while convincing myself that everything was going to be okay, what could possibly go wrong

“That’s her cup of tea.” “Besides, you haven’t asked me if I want to marry her or not.” “Does it matter? She’s pregnant already and the noble thing to do is to marry her and make an honest woman out of her.” “Good Lord…” “Don’t say that. You don’t even go to church, so leave the Lord out of this. Everyone is going to love her, by the way.” “Why?” “Because you two look perfect together and she has the look of a billionaire wife. Not like that mousey girl, Emilia. The ungrateful lout.”

Steph said, turning to look out at some who were still staring at her. Emily sat in front of Steph on the chair. "You got married that's why." "How is that a reason to stare and whisper as I pass by." "You didn't just get married to anyone. You got married to the cities youngest billionaire and everyone's sweetheart. Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your shoes," Emily explained and Steph had never thought things would get this complicated. "I didn't know it was such a big deal." "Not a big deal!!" Emily smiled "who are you!!"