Indian Billionaire Arranged Marriage Wattpad Novels & Stories

Do you think I would have asked for any of this in a million years if given a choice? Aneesa bit her lip before continuing. ‘By the time I was getting married, my father’s business was almost bankrupt. The wedding was a huge burden on him financially. I’ve paid him back every penny and made him sell the apartment he bought in Juhu as part of my dowry. I couldn’t stay and have them suffer the media on their doorstep every day. At least now they have some peace and my father is back on his feet and can provide for the rest of my family again. My career is over and

I replied. "You look perfect for it doesn't worry." He grinned at me. ********" Getting my parents to agree was a cakewalk. They got a shock of their lives when I informed them that Ishaan Shekhawat, one of the biggest industrialists of India wanted to marry me. They had given up all hopes of me ever being in any relationship after my divorce. For Ishaan, it was a different story. His mother loved me. But his father was against the match. It didn't matter to Ishaan as he was the chairman of their company now.

Jacob couldn't help but sigh, "Now, this is what it means to be rich. Giving an extra one million, that's just like a tip, right? They're really throwing money around like it's nothing!" At this point, Elaine seemed to remember something and quickly said, "I saw in the news that the youngest son of India's richest man got married, and the pre-wedding party alone cost over a hundred million dollars. You know, if you could find a client like that and help with the wedding venue or Feng Shui, they probably would give you a few million as a token of appreciation, right?" Charlie chuckled. "That's probably about right, but I don't know any clients from India, so I guess I won't be earning that ki

If only her father was not at stake here, Sierra would not be sitting with the hunky man who forced her to marry him. For some reason, she wondered why this perfectly sculpted man was forcing her to marry him tomorrow. They had just met a few days ago, at an event organized by her father. That was where she and the man met. The man, who is the CEO of a well-known modeling agency company, had out of the blue directly asked Mr. Carlson, her father, to marry her.

She found herself asking Marina. "I'm not sure." "Of course not, she's not. I'm his fiancee, I didn't know he would do this for me. He's so sweet." The lady dressed in expensive outfits said and the Karen smiled. She had guessed that there was no way Marina would be married to a billionaire like Aiden. "Sorry? Prince Aiden is your fiancee?" Marina asked trying to restrict herself from laughing. "He is. Do I look like a low life like you?" The woman glared and Mrs Ford's just started laughing because she had caught sight of Aiden walking towards them.

Alejandro felt comfortable extending this gesture because he had formed a great impression of Elena during their brief encounter on the mountain, recognizing her noble character. Hearing his offer, Elena felt torn. Yet, knowing she was still tens of thousands of dollars short of the required deposit, she swallowed her pride and murmured, "To be honest... covering the medical bills has been quite overwhelming..." "Say no more. I'll have my chauffeur bring a check over to you immediately," Alejandro stated decisively.

She barely recognized herself. “You look like a queen,” Lou whispered, standing behind her in a deep emerald dress. “But, like, the badass kind who rides into battle.” Sarah gave a small laugh. “I feel like I’m dreaming. Any minute now, I’ll wake up back in the diner.” Elena entered, holding a silver bracelet. “If you are dreaming, we all are. And none of us want to wake up.” Lou looked her over again. “You ready to marry the world’s most brooding billionaire?”

Lucky shrieked as she slapped Cherokee's arm. "I signed a contract, a marriage contract with Beck, he's giving me money, and other things, when the contract is over he will give me twenty thousand," Cherokee stated as she started pacing around the small room they both shared. "A marriage contract?!" Lucky bellowed as she got up from the bed and walked over to Cherokee gripping her arms. "So this, isn't even real? Your relationship?" "Perhaps I can make it real," Cherokee wished as she made her way to her dresser to get the last of her clothing into her suitcase.

Kathy intruded. "Oh wow, okay let's get to this glimmer of a party." Tristan Carrington is the son of a very wealthy businessman who met Kathy at a nightclub and got mesmerized by her. He invited us both to some milestone celebration party in their mansion at the edge of town. I'm not a big fan of high-calibre occasions, but I admire what Kathy and Tristan have. We both got seated at the back of the Limo, and the driver began moving the lengthy and bright-coloured beauty.

"And when I heard he'd trashed your show over another woman, I couldn't do it anymore." "So I set up that meeting. I faked the injury. I lived in your apartment." "I know what I did was cheap. I just wanted you back." I listened, and something in me that I wasn't ready for was trying to rise. "Rowan. Are you an idiot? You're the heir to Ellsworth Holdings. You could have any woman you want. Why tie yourself to me?" It came out more irritated than I meant. Rowan laughed. He looked like a kid who'd just gotten away with something.