Married A Billionaire Novels & Stories

I said boringly. "You don't know how great it is. Guess who this crazy business deal has made a fucking billionaire?" "A billionaire?" "Yes! It would've taken years to achieve this but due to the fact I got married to you and the old man really liked you when I was explaining a bit of our love story, he fell in love with you too, as a daughter, not like I do." He clarified and I chuckled. "Aren't I such a blessing?" I smirked, feeling excited for him.

Whichever one the media decided on was none of my business. We continued talking, “so, what have you been up to? Are you still on the divorce?” He asked, I smiled politely. “Tell me you're still on it. Tell me I still stand a chance.” I dropped the glass on the table. “It's a lot more complicated than you think, actually “ “How so?” “You don't just get married to a billionaire and divorce him overnight unless he wants it.” I said, “He left New York for another woman. I think it's safe to say he wants it very much. Or wait, is he into both of you?”

"It's unbelievable so I wanted to hear it from you, is it true?" "Of course", I chuckle nervously, jerking my hand from his hold. "I am married to Rocco Lorenzo, the most handsome and richest billionaire in New York." Get that into your f***ing skull! I almost scream at him in addition. His jaws drop and he looks hurt all of a sudden. Maybe he thinks it was a rumor. Maybe he never expected that I would be married at this age. "Val, I'm sorry. You need to believe me…"

“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?”

"My wife? " It was surprising enough that a Lanez would come to the Donald's mansion. Now she's talking about being my wife. I was indeed engaged before the accident and it wasn't her. "Yes, your family married me to you," she replied. She wasn't looking like someone who was telling a lie. But it was hard to believe. How would they get a wife for a man who was unconscious. Moreover, I was awake and she wasn't calling my family. "That's impossible and I don't need a wife! I don't even know you, how would they marry you to me!" I shouted.

“Think about it. I know it’s a lot. I know it’s impossible. But… consider what’s at stake. I’ll leave you to your work now.” He walked toward the door, Two million dollars. A marriage she didn’t want. A man she didn’t trust. And a father who seemed desperate enough to make it happen anyway. Aria’s hand pressed against the cool glass of the hospital window, as though grounding herself. She had never faced anything like this before. Nothing in medical school, no patient, no case, had prepared her for being asked to marry a violent, unstable billionaire.Aria straightened, collected her papers, and walked back toward Damien’s room

Chapter 1 GABRIELLA It had been three years, seven months, and nine days since my husband and I had gotten married in court, in the presence of both our parents. The only reason that Kian Rhys, the twenty-five-year-old billionaire with a net worth of billions of dollars had agreed to marry an ugly little, weak, and unknown girl like me was that my father owed his father and I was only compensation and a means to clear my father's debt. “Kian,” I called walking behind my husband as he pulled the jacket of his navy blue suit from his body, throwing it on the chair.

Tricia neared Emily whose face still contoured in confusion at Tricia's reaction. "Emily you got married to a billionaire. In fact, he owns the major companies spread all round Asia and he is also the owner of INC CORP" INC CORP was one of the biggest producing company in the city. Business men were dying to invest with them. "You should be happy. Didn't you see the reaction at the restaurant the other day when he came. Emily you hit the Jack pot" Emily silently listened while Tricia rattled on. "I don't care if he is rich or not. Our marriage is a contract and when it ends I'm gone"

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

For two weeks, she didn’t get to see him and realised how briefly he was. She was amazed how rich such a man could be. She had always wanted to get married to a wealthy man, she just do not have any access to any. Being from a poor family, she realised that it was not easy to get all that she need without affluence and she had vowed never to go through what her parents went through. She want to be rich and if not… be the wife of a rich man … just like her boss. And thus she got an idea. Perhaps, her boss might marry her, he is a Muslim and a polygamous man as that, he could get married to someone like her…