Love For Hire Married To A Hidden Billionaire Novels & Stories

The headlines today was "Nations first love Lira Hart and Billionaire husband's happy marriage." Happy marriage my feet. What happy marriage? Just because he showed up at my movie set, and played the sweet and caring husband, he's now branded as the best husband. Then I heard footsteps. I knew it was him. I hurriedly laid down, pretending I was asleep. The door opened and I could already perceive his scent. It's one I would always remember anytime. I forced myself not to open my eyes and look at him. It would be awkward for me, cause u didn't know what to say to him after hat he did.

“And I told her that I would make it public if she did not leave us alone.” “And that reality is?” Genesis urged him to spill. “She has syphilis and gonorrhea, she has been cheating on her husband, and you already know that she's going bankrupt.” He stroked his chin. “I have proof of all these things and I made her know that it was either she left us alone or everything would go public.” “So she's gone forever?” “I would like to believe so.” “And her accomplice? The one that kidnapped that lady?” Genesis heart was in her throat as she awaited Dante's response.

, I asked and she looked at me humiliated. "This is supposed to be the wedding of the century, no offense, but I have over 2,000 guests and no food, but I will never resort to some smelly cod", she pouted and I understood what she was saying. The whole world was waiting for the ultra famous model to be married to the ultra rich businessman, it was just rich marrying rich, which meant money was definitely going to be thrown around. For my wedding everyone was wondering who I was, to the public I do look like a boarding school rich kid, that had never really had parents. But I was hidden from the media, so the world was wondering who is the girl he's marrying.

A charity case draped in a man’s shirt like I didn’t know what shame meant. My hands clenched at my sides. I hated that they didn’t know the truth. That it was Misha who wanted me. That he was the one who dragged me into this marriage for his own gain—his own reasons—not because I asked for it. Not because I wanted it. But to them, I was the desperate one. The gold-digger. The stray he picked up and threw a ring on. A passing whim playing dress-up in borrowed clothes. I wanted to shout at them all.

And now this? “Miss?” I looked up, startled. A man stood before me, his voice vaguely familiar. “I have a job proposal for you.” He said calmly. “What?” “My boss is looking for a wife. A contract wife. You’ll be paid twenty-five million dollars.” I stared at him, my mind struggling to process his words. “Excuse me?” He met my gaze, unflinching. “Would you like to marry Lucas Hawke?”

Sebastian and Ava yet again took up the front page, reading-- Billionaire’s Love Story, Forever and Ever Their long love story came out from Evens Moore’s pen, depicting in details about how he found the traces of the billionaire who hid all the way out in the ocean just to avoid getting divorced by his obsession from his childhood, the woman who he loved all his life, and can’t seem to let go even when her heart might be leaning toward another man who just might be the only one richer than him in the city.

Nothing could be more relieving than being in the process of getting a fortune but at the same time, nothing could be more dreadful than being contractually bound to a billionaire who had a million rivals… Everything had really happened so fast this week. I'd signed a three-month contract marriage after having a nightstand with my father's creditor. Way to go!. I was so in love with “Sophia the first” cartoon and oh am I living the life!. The whole wedding process had been done in just four days. “You’re among the first five people who applied for the post..” those were the words of the billionaire's personal assistant when I called to inform her of my interest.. “Whoever gets chosen won't m

“About what?” She exhaled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s just strange that I don’t feel bad anymore about you hiring a private investigator to dig up on me.” “Maybe because you know that I only did because I wanted to get to know you more, given that I considered you as my future lover that time.” She scoffed but didn’t hide the way her cheeks warmed under the passing streetlights. “I bet you planned this all along. You proposed it where I would be a hired lover, but you were actually planning to trap me into marriage.”

“Not that I’m complaining, but you do know your husband is extremely rich, right?” Mary remained silent. “If you don’t like the clothes, you can tell me. I will change everything for you.” He paused. “Or better still.” Alexander reached into his pocket and pulled out a black limitless card. “As Mrs. Lipton, you should have this.” He slid the card across the table toward her. “You are my wife now, and my wife shouldn’t be broke.” Mary stared at the card, stunned. “You don’t have to do this.” “And I love the clothes you bought for me,” she said softly.

he said softly, leaning closer, "I can help you, beautiful lady." "Don't," Kyle's voice dropped dangerously low, "say that to my wife." I saw his jaw tighten, that subtle tell I'd learned to recognize over years of watching him from a distance. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple - something so uncharacteristic it made me blink. Kyle Branson didn't sweat. Kyle Branson was always perfect, always controlled. A bitter laugh threatened to escape my throat. Of course Daniel would think that. We didn't look like a couple. We looked exactly like what we were - a business arrangement gone wrong. A contract marriage where one party had foolishly fallen in love while the other pined for someone els