Novel & Cerita I Married A Billionaire As Revenge

Then why did she suddenly get married? "I got married to my billionaire ex."

"Who said I'm not sad after spending that much money, only to have an affair a week before the wedding." Arleena shrugged her shoulders indifferently. "I don't know. I'm angry, but I'm more satisfied because I managed to reveal the evidence of an affair between my extended family and him. Luckily he was caught cheating before the family gathering started." Sessy frowned in astonishment. Somewhat did not expect the answer Arleena's explanation. Even though Sessy thought that at least Arleena felt sad because Justin was treated like that. Turns out, Arleena was the exact opposite.

Shock was too mild a word; I had detonated a bomb in her lap and then watched her sit there with trembling hands, trying to understand why the man she thought she knew had suddenly demanded marriage. A contract marriage, no less. I dragged a hand over my face. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” I muttered to the glass, watching my own reflection glare back— controlled, but barely. Except… that wasn’t entirely true, was it? This contract had once been the centerpiece of a plan— my revenge plan. A beautifully constructed trap meant to bind a Corvella to me legally, socially, and financially. To destroy them with their own daughter as the pawn.

"If you're talking about money, you know I am not into---" "I know." He cut me by putting his index finger on my lips. "But you have no choice, Sophia Yzabelle Kelley because you're married to me and you married one of the top billionaires in California." He winked at me and God knows how much I wanted to smack the arrogant smile playing on his lips. "So, you really owned this mansion?" "We, sweetheart, owned this mansion."

The gold embossed bank logo mocked me. "I know your type," Isabella continued, her tone relentless. "You like his face. You like his bank accounts. You enjoy the fantasy of escaping your dirty little farm and playing the billionaire's wife." "Take the cash. Go buy a nice house in the suburbs. Do not dream of latching onto the Hudson legacy." I looked at the check. I thought about the two million dollars Dominic already sent my parents. I thought about the marriage contract sitting in his safe. Taking this money and running aligned perfectly with a grifter's mindset.

He was obedient enough to not react or oppose what just happened. The preacher looked at us and nodded. “We are gathered today to celebrate the holy sacrament of marriage…” As the ceremony continued, I couldn’t help but reminisce about the realization I had in marrying Callan Ravij Chevalier—one of the infamous bachelors in the country because of his reputation as the first and only son of the ravij organization’s mafia boss. Being married to a billionaire mafia has its privileges but it also has grave consequences. Fate led me to Callan but it didn’t happen out of luck or one fortunate moment. I had to fight for my life, my safety, and my place until I earned my right by his side.

But I know that it's already too late for me to regret everything that happened though. I am already married to the ruthless billionaire, and I could never change that fact anymore. Well, not unless I travel back in time, which is not very possible to happen. "Wow. Kier Henderson must be the luckiest person to have such handsome and rich son-in-law. Finally, huh? A big catch. Henderson Company won't surely be back in the mud ever again. Afterall, our bride here has the ruthless billionaire by their side." The lady added while chuckling, and I didn't like seeing her happy face as well as her voice. So so much that I badly want to make a scene here by pulling her hair and smash her head right

“Of course I’m marrying him, he is the man of my dreams.” Grant’s pulse spiked as if the words had physically wounded him “You can’t marry that man Scarlett- Miss Monroe. He is dangerous. You don’t know him like I do.” “Well,at least I know you. Four years ago when you discarded me like toilet paper, my dear fiancé picked me up and turned the remains of what you already destroyed into the woman I am today. So don’t tell me who I know and don’t know, Mr. Ashbourne.” Grant closed his eyes and swallowed before opening them again “Forgive me if I overstepped “

Jason asked while placing his hand on my arm. "You want to know what's wrong?" I asked, brushing off his arm. "Everything is wrong. I'm being forced to marry you to save your image." "Forced?" Jason asked incredulously. "Yes, forced. Just to pay off that debt. Because there's no way in hell I would ever settle for you." "Maybe your parents should have picked one of your bimbo's for you. You seem happier with them." I said. "We didn't do anything—" Jason said but I cut him off.

He fires. I bolt up, “My husband, you, I am not hooking up with anyone; he legally belongs to me, and I didn’t go cheating around while having a faithful partner.” He hissed, “Oh please, Riley, let’s be realistic; you never loved me. It was always what I had, and since you got your pussy around my boss’s dick, you couldn’t resist, especially because he is the country’s top billionaire. It was always for the money. If you had any ounce of respect and love for me, you would never be with another man—“