How To Marry A Billionaire Novels & Stories

You're trying to turn to us now but you were enjoying the billionaire life alone when you got married! ‎ ‎More comments came up, at this point more negative comments started popping up. But I paused then spoke again, ignoring them. ‎ ‎"It all started with a very rich lady, she offered my family a contract to help our dying family business....,” I said. “in return she requested I marry Nathaniel." ‎ ‎"Oh shit! Ava is really spilling the tea!" ‎"Very rich lady = Jessica Hargrave." ‎"She's rich and powerful that's what they all do."

I looked around me and every other person was going about their business while I was hurting badly inside. Fuck! I had prepared my best for this date. It was going to be our first real date since he announced his intentions to marry me in front of our families. But it just got ruined. Is this what it is like dating the heiress apparent of the Bristo empire? Is this what it is like dating the most eligible bachelor in New York City? I swallowed the sting in my throat. Well, I thought, this is what I signed up for, isn’t it? Falling in love with a billionaire meant falling in line with his world. And sometimes, love came second to legacy.

Then I tell him all that rule of my grandpa and how I've to get a girl by the end of this week. "Oh damn this is fucked up!" he exclaims. "I know dude what do I do?" "Don't worry bro, you are not alone, we will find a solution." "Solution? There's no solution except marrying some girl." "What about you marry a girl just for one year and then get divorced." "Do you think any girl would want to have a divorce after getting married to a billionaire?" "Then we have to find someone who don't have interest in your money." "And do you care to enlighten me where do we find such a girl?"

He says As we start moving to the cafeteria in the office building. "So how does it feel living with a billionaire? You didn't even bother calling me. At first I was worried about how your insemination went and the next thing I see is my best friend who's an independent career woman getting married to a hot sexy italian billionaire."He says with a shocked look on his face. "I mean I was shocked, Because he swore never to get married"He says..

“I need context, Ava. Context and tea. Because what I heard…” “You heard wrong.” I stride past her toward the couch. “I heard ‘prove the marriage is real,’ and unless he’s talking about a blood test, I did not hear wrong!” “Maya.” I drop onto the sofa, pinch the bridge of my nose. “It’s complicated.” “Then uncomplicate it.” “There’s nothing to explain.” Her brows shoot up. “So the billionaire you’re allegedly marrying didn’t just proposition you through legal paperwork?” I reach for the remote. “You’re being dramatic.”

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.

I inquired as he return my phone. “Why? Don’t you like to marry your handsome billionaire?”He uttered in his confident tone and slightly raising his two brows like he’s trying to say something that I can’t able to comprehend. “Seriously?” “Which church?” He stated then start the engine of the car. “You’re freaking mad! I don’t wanna get marry like this! I want to have a romantic, an expensive and luxurious wedding where the world can see me shinning brighter than I’m in the runway or in the camera. Gosh I wanted to-“

"Excuse me, I don't get it?" Nathaniel leaned forward, placing his hands on the table. "My family has been pressuring me to settle down and start a family for years. I have no interest in love, but I need to comply with their wishes to secure my inheritance. I'm offering you a proposal: a contract marriage. You become my wife, and in exchange, I provide you with financial security." Olivia was shocked. She had never thought of such an arrangement, but the mention of financial stability was tempting. She thought about her struggling family, her mounting debt, and her own desire for a stable future. But still, the proposal seemed too good to be true.

Well she might really love being poor. “I have my eyes on acting. Once I get married I will move into Hollywood. Using my husband's connection I can get any role I want to play. He even thinks it's a good Idea for me to go into acting. I have the looks, body and money. Nothing is impossible for me right so yeah," I flaunted my feathers in their faces. Being a billionaire's bride is so relaxing. I can say whatever I want, do whatever I want and get away with it. No one would like to get on my bad side unless they really wanted to suffer.

Looking at him now, there was no surprise as to why he was the most sought after bachelor in all of Chicago and why girls at school were practically tripping over their feet trying to get to him. "So, this is The Saheer Khan. '' I heard my own self mutter. Before searching for more image, I went for his information. I was utterly disappointed as there was nothing much productive written there. There's a long definition about His Business but nothing about his personal life. Not even his age?! What do you mean by *in his late twenties* ?!! Are you fucking kidding me?! What the hell?! There's nothing About his family nor his life before he became a billionaire. LITERALLY NOTHING. DAMN. He didn