How To Marry A Billionaire Novels & Stories

"You want me to marry you? I can't. I won't. You already have a bride waiting for you." "No, Ella. Listen to me." Aiden moved closer, desperation evident in his eyes. "I promise I'll make this right. That wedding means nothing to me." He gently took her hand. "I'll call it off, Ella. I swear I will.” I am not desperate to marry a billionaire.I am not covetous. Marry whoever your family wants and never come my way again. Ella left for her room in disappointment. I got pregnant by a callboy and this callboy is a billionaire, he's getting married very soon. In a few months,my baby will be in this world and I will be dropping my baby with someone who isn't her father.Ella was completely lost in

His made me feel special, like I was the only woman in the room. That night, he spent an obscene amount of money on me. We talked for hours, his eyes never leaving mine. "I’ve fallen in love at first sight," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "I want to marry you, Sasha." I couldn’t believe my luck. Even though I came from a rich family and already had a fiancé, the idea of marrying a billionaire was intoxicating. Andre was charming, and his attention made me feel like I was living a fairy tale.

If they wanted to get married, then the marriage must be able to bring profit to their family. Even though his father had abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a prestigious family as well. Her family was even on par with the four large families. Therefore, he did not have any expectations of his marriage, and he had never tried to get into a relationship before. That was until he met Cordelia. Marcus’ eyebrows were tightly knotted, and his mind was a muddled mess right now. … Marcus did not know how it happened, but by the time he realized it, he had already arrived at his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house. Once he s

She shrugged her shoulders making Sana’s eyes go wide. “Bitch? He is one of the most eligible bachelors in LA. His grandfather owns the biggest chain in the hotel industry in the state. He is listed second in the top ten youngest billionaires list. Here. He is surrounded by paparazzi. Oh my God, he looks yummy too. You just hit a jackpot.” She was jumping excitedly up and down while looking still shocked. Her heart skipped a beat. She had never really thought of it that way. Marrying a billionaire meant she would be in the eyes of the media. Her eyes widened.

“So, Callie, how did your date with Mr. Billionaire go yesterday?” I heaved a sigh and then responded. “Well, aside from having the finest wine, and eating a whole bunch of sweet delicacies, it was just plain normal. Sterling is a man of few words.” “Wow, that must be cool. I can only imagine,” she stated with dreamy eyes. “Lucky you, babe. But Callie, I can't believe that you are finally going to be getting married to a billionaire.” “Me too.” I sighed. “But it might be a good thing after all. Your fiance is so handsome, muscular, and above all, extremely wealthy. That would be a huge plus to you.”

Except she couldn’t afford to laugh when rent was three weeks late and her bank account was literally negative. “This is insane.” “It’s optional.” She looked down at the thick stack of documents. Fake marriage. To a billionaire. For money. Ava laughed nervously. "This is a joke, right? Like... a prank show?" "No cameras. No joke." "You want me to marry someone I've never met?" "Technically, you haven't just met him yet. But yes." Ava's heart pounded. Her instincts screamed run, but her logic whispered stay. Five thousand dollars was more than a number now. It was her dream, her future, her everything. But it was also her only real option.

He had a plain expression like he hadn’t just uttered the craziest words to her. He turned and without sparing anyone a single glance, walked straight out of the hall to disappear leaving so many confused people behind. Emily, topping the list. She had about a hundred things to say about but at that moment, all she could make up was the fact that she had set herself up. She was getting married to a lunatic. A billionaire who somehow managed to be a lunatic. —- Before Emily’s marriage in only a couple of weeks was announced, she had a life before. One she couldn’t just dismiss so easily.

His acquisition of three Silicon Ville unicorns had gotten him on the cover of Fortune. Even if I were Ethan's biological sister, I would not be worthy of walking into Zach's office. Chloe laughed too. "Come on, Summer. Be realistic. Billionaires don't marry for love. They marry for alliances and money. If Zach is going to get married, it will be to a senator's daughter or a European aristocrat. There's no way he'd marry you." She giggled. "If you want a rich man, at least make your story believable."

“What is this?” “A proposal,” he said. “A solution. My father’s will contains a clause that requires me to be married within the year to maintain certain corporate protections. I need a wife—under terms that protect my interests. You need payment for your brother’s surgery. I provide funds, you provide marriage for one year. No emotional entanglement. A formal, legal arrangement.” The room tilted in on itself. Elena felt disoriented as if the carpet had moved. “Are you—are you offering me money for marriage?” Her laugh sounded broken and incredulous. “That’s—cruel.”

Her voice went high, confused, almost offended on my behalf. I shrugged, trying to breathe through the pressure building in my chest. “I don’t know. But the lawyer said that if I refuse to marry Caleb within seven days, he will get all his inheritance. If Caleb refuses, I get everything. We have to get married and have a boy child within a year of being married so that if anything happens to us, he can take over the businesses in the future." Jen stared at me, blinking repeatedly. “Emily, I am extremely confused. Do you mind telling me what happened, again? You're saying you are expected to marry a stranger and have a kid with him?" I nodded, burying my face in my hands, feeling overwhelmed.