Indian Billionaire Arranged Marriage Wattpad Novels & Stories

Vikas goes back with the laptop after a bow of his head. I'm feeling stupid, embarrassed. His expression is amused, which has happened for the first time. I squint my eyes at him coldly, " Why did you marry me? I'm not... um! " I stop, " I'm not a wealthy person. I don't know how to use a laptop. " I'm having trouble digesting all this. First, according to me, he's a small businessman, suddenly he turns into a mafia king, now he's a billionaire and soon to be a trillionaire. This man can leave me at any time. I don't know how to use a laptop. How could someone be so dumb? " It's a piece of cake. " He says.

Aarav detests flaws. The manner in which she'd said his name - Aarav it was like it had left a sour taste. I noted it but put it in my back pocket for later. You pick up on people when you're dealing with couples. And this couple seemed.off. "Noted. And the dress fitting is set for" "I know the itinerary, Rhea." She finally looked at me, a cat-like smile pulling at her lips. "That's why I hired you. You're the best at faking everything's fine even when it isn't."

“I'm helping my dad as I had decided while leaving the states.” “You will stay here or will go back .” “I haven't decided yet.” “Priya, give me an account yourself. I want to know you as you are my best friend's fiance.” “Well, I have completed my postgraduate studies. I'm Viren, 's prevailing PA.” “This is ridiculous. You are one of the topmost billionaires and you are marrying your PA. What the fuck you are doing? You have to point and any girl in the business world would be more than happy to marry you.”

Vikrant replied without opening his eyes. “You know your brother is like coconut. He hides so much pain inside. That’s why he is arrogant, someone’s love will bring him out from his sorrow. He is stubborn, he can do anything to stay away from marriage.” Vikrant added. “Hmm.” Veer nodded his head. Rawat family has a bungalow in Ahmedabad, after a few minutes they reached their bungalow. Veer started his planning for the wedding. He searched for the best wedding planner and other arrangements.

He paid fifty fucking millions as a price and yeah, he's my entire life now, whether I wanted it or not. "Shona!" He mumbled. "No. Answer me. Demon bought me for fifty fucking million dollars and the entire underworld knows that. So, where can flamingo run away? Does a simple powerless girl stand any chance in front of Demon?" I questioned him. He nodded in a no. I huffed. "Avyaan Rathore married me legally after stepping into India. I'm his legally wedded wife, so can Nisha Rathore now go away from him? When she herself signed those papers, accepting tue marriage?" I questioned him yet again.

Now, their Grandson Abhimaan Rajvansh is exploring the business to all over India even in other countries. He was 28 years old, most handsome eligible bachelor of India. He's every girl's dream. Just a glance at him. But he has a reserved personality. He is rude, arrogant and egoistic. But that's he is. He is proud of this. He doesn't do business with pleasure, that's the thing which makes him different, and wanting more. The news of him getting married comes like a shock to everyone. People's thought it would be some model or from the business world but his family wanted a girl with decent family from their hometown.

"I'm getting you new set of clothes. Seeing your sense of fashion today, and I can't particularly say I was impressed. It's Asher btw." Realization dawned on me, followed by a jab at my heart and an eye roll. I could barely afford my bills, how the hell was I supposed to get clothes that suited his taste? Arriving at my apartment, I noticed that the lights were on. Right. I had to tell Diane. I just signed a marriage contract today which practically means I'm now a married woman. I mentally flinched at that reality. It hadn't set it yet. The reality that I was now married to the grandson of Howard Companies, a multi billionaire.

“And this has to do with me?” “I want you to marry me.” The café seemed to tilt. She laughed. Loudly. “That’s insane.” He reached into his coat and placed a folded document on the table. A check. Her laughter died. The amount made her dizzy. Half a million dollars. “I’ll cover your mother’s medical bills,” he said. “All of them. Immediately. The rest is yours.” Her hands trembled. “You don’t even know me.” “I don’t need to.” “That’s supposed to convince me?”

“This is crazy, Emily.” “Which part?” I asked. “The part where I’m supposed to marry a stranger? Or the part where my boss, who wasn’t even related to me, left me an inheritance?” I opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Jen got in beside me and just sat in the car, probably trying to process the information I just dumped on her. “All of it,” she said finally. “But it’s also a great opportunity, Em. I mean, you’ve been struggling, we both have, but your parents don’t support you, financially or emotionally. This could help you.” My heart dropped at the mention of my parents.

“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”