Novel & Cerita Indian Billionaire Arranged Marriage Wattpad

"Do you understand why you're here?" "No, actually. Your officers mentioned fraud and coercion, but I haven't done anything illegal." "That remains to be seen." She pulled out a document, my marriage contract. "Explain this." My stomach churned. "It's a marriage contract. Where did you get that?" "Answer the question, please." "It's exactly what it looks like. Alexander and I entered into a contractual marriage arrangement." "For money." "Yes. Three million dollars over two years, plus medical expenses for my mother."

“I know how it sounds, baby. I do. And if there was any other way, believe me, I’d take it. But this… this is our last shot.” I looked away, biting hard on the inside of my cheek to keep the tears from falling. My thoughts were spinning. One heartbreak wasn’t enough and now I am being sold to another man that I know nothing about. “And who is he? This man, that wants to marry me.” I asked. “He’s a billionaire,” my dad said carefully. “He’s powerful and well-connected. He promised full financial backing. He said he’d save the business, wipe out all our debts and not just that.. he wants to grow and expand it and then us global.” I’m

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.

’ 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.

“As your father explained, I’ll invest in Langston Innovations, clear the debt, and stabilize the company. In exchange, you become my wife.” “Why?” she asked, her voice rising. “Why me? Is this some kind of revenge?” Something flickered in his eyes maybe amusement but it vanished quickly. “Revenge is messy. I don’t have time for that. This benefits both of us.” “Benefits?” she repeated, almost laughing. “You’re forcing me to marry you. How is that a benefit for me?” “You get to save your family’s legacy. You’ll have access to resources most people can only dream of. And I need a wife. A stable public image. You’re convenient. And… compliant.”

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.

I hadn’t realized I was shaking until he reached for my hands, gently squeezing them. “Look, I don’t know what picture you’re talking about. But whatever you saw, it’s not what it looked like—” “I saw it in the newspaper. Page six. I know exactly what I saw.” My voice cracked as I pulled my hands away. “You know, Nathaniel, when you told me you had a girlfriend, I never held it against you.” From the corner of my eye, I noticed Velma approaching, her expression curious, probably wondering what the fuss was about. “I tried so hard to be the understanding wife. Because after all, this is an arranged marriage, right? Temporary. No feelings involved. Nothing of that sort.”

"I'm already on it. What are your parents smoking? This guy would never marry an ordinary Indian woman. He's currently dating another billionaire, Lucas de Mello's daughter, Alisha. He had a string of girlfriends in the past and they all look like supermodels." "You fucker, are you calling me ugly? Stop staring at them and tell me more about him." "You just stop biting your nails and think about the biryani."

“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 grandfather had wanted her father to marry into the Spencer family, but somehow her father managed to elope and marry Jane, her mother. In order to get back at her father, he had to give all of his fortune to him on the condition that his only daughter, Cassandra, get married into the same Spencer family her father neglected, else all of her grandfather's fortune will be willed to his brother. Everyone was in shock after hearing the will but her father never wasted any moment before he started arrangements. That is what led to what is happening tonight. She is meeting with the stranger she will be getting married to in a week.