Married A Billionaire Novels & Stories

Her cheeks turned into red. "You don't need to marry me again, baby. I'm contented for having you in my life. It's enough for me to marry you twice. I know that you love me and you want to live with me forever, but to marry you again isn't my priority. My priority is to make you happy every day. I love you, baby. I'll be forever thankful because you're given to me. I was a poor woman, but you accepted me," she said. "You're no longer a poor woman. Your dad is a rich man and your husband is a billionaire. You're not a poor woman now. You married a handsome billionaire," he said happily.

A staring competition had started between Ariana and her parents. She desperately needed answers because she couldn’t understand why this strange man had decided to ask to marry her out of all things he could possibly ask for. Her mother sighed. “Alexander savage is a multi billionaire”. Martha said. “So?” Ariana raised her brow at her mother, her mother had mentioned him being a multi billionaire as if it was supposed to explain why he was suddenly interested in marrying her. “Mum what if he is a billionaire, why does he want to get married to me?” She asked.

He was the one who talked me into being there and told me that it would be a nice way to spend our weekend, and this was what I got at the end of the day. He didn't even run after me. It tore me to pieces. I didn't think this was how things were going to end. One of the reasons I made sure to establish myself with the amount of reputation and wealth I had was because no man would have the audacity to look down on me. My husband was equally successful, we were a famous couple that the entire world knew, loved, and talked about. That kind of celebrity couple that everyone loved and admired, having that the both of them, man and woman, were an icon of status and wealth, on their own.

I want to see everything and every detail of the big day. I saw a picture of the couple kissing and I gasped for a second. "No way!" I cried, it is unbelievable to see that a woman who had refused marriage to an average rich man sometime ago is currently married to one of the richest billionaires in the state. I sat on the couch for a longer while, looking at the screen of my phone like a dummy. The power was returned but I had lost the appetite to watch my program.

By the time I tried to reach her, someone had already buried her, someone who wasn’t me. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and forced myself to focus, flipping through her words as if they might give me back the mother I had lost and hated. Then something stopped me. A line, sharp and unsettling: ‘Being the wife of a billionaire isn’t as beautiful and heavenly as others think.’ My breath caught. My mother… married a billionaire? I felt the sting of betrayal tighten in my chest. After leaving me behind in Russia twice, after the absence, the grief, she had gone on to marry a billionaire in New York?

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

The contract had a secrecy clause, how else would she explain to her best friend that she was married to a billionaire hence, the Limited Edition Car? “You better start talking Emily,” Kayla pressed, her arms crossed over her chest. Emily’s shoulders slumped, “I got married, Kayla. To a billionaire. I came back to get my things, I’m moving in with him.” “What?” Kayla screamed, her eyes wide in shock. “Is this supposed to be some kind of joke,” her best friend asked in disbelief. “No, Kay, I’m serious,” Emily said, her voice firm. “How the f**k are you married? To a billionaire? Who’s he? When and how did all of this happen?”

And so, with a heavy heart and a voice that threatens to betray me, I utter the words that seal our fate. "I do." As the ring slips onto my finger, I can feel the weight of it settling like a shackle, binding me to a life that is not my own. And yet, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces and the swell of emotions, I only look for one person. The elegant lady who sat with the groom’s parents, her expression was unreadable, but her gaze was sharp, reminding me of the terms of our agreement. It was because of her that I was now privileged to wear a gown that I never thought I would, and it was because of her that I was pulled into a world that was vastly different from the one I had known all my l

Becky's pov… I stormed into my room breathing out heavily. As soon as I got it, I locked the door immediately and sat in front of it. What just happened? Like, I can't just wrap my head around Tyler being a billionaire? It's just so shocking and I never imagined something like this, not even in my wildest dreams. So all these while, I was married to a billionaire and just a mere gardener? Now I understand the reason why my late father insisted that I marry him.

” she asks, holding the steering wheel with one hand and snapping her free fingers trying to remember his name. “Is it Colton?” I said. “Yeah, him. He kept on asking for you and only you and eventually I guess he moved on 'cause he just stopped coming altogether.” She says and I hum nodding my head. “Ok, enough about my boring work life. What about you? How's being married to a billionaire going?” she asks, giving me a side glance before returning her attention to the road. “It honestly still feels surreal, Everything has just been going so great and amazing and you have got to see his house May, It's so wonderful, I really do consider myself lucky,” I said, trying to make her buy my lousy l