Married To A Billionaire Novels & Stories

"Oh no, I'm good. I'm not hungry." "What do you mean you're not hungry? Your husband gave us his card to do as we please, and now you're saying you're not hungry? You can get anything you want." "Husband? What's going on?" "I got married," Alice smiled. "You got married? When? To who? Do I know him?" "Yes. You may know him. Travis Osborne. It's been a few months, but it's been the best few months of my life." "Wait. That Travis Osborne? That CEO that was featured in Worbes or something?"

Chase made it clear I was never to give interviews, so Savina’s statement puzzled me. “Wait, I’ll call Chase,” I said nervously. “Hold on, Lexi. Are you sure you want to call him? Could you check your social media first?” Savina suggested, her tone uneasy. Without speaking, I ended the call and activated my phone’s data. Notifications flooded in, overwhelming my phone. They came from various social media platforms. I opened one notification, and my heart sank as I saw and read the post tagged to me: "Even before the wedding, the youngest and most popular business tycoon was already cheating on his fiancée."

"There are a few more people I need to impress tonight. And since you're my future wife, you're coming with me." Aurora forced a polite smile as he led her through the crowd, her body hyper-aware of his touch. They stopped in front of a tall man in a navy suit and a woman dripping in diamonds. "Ah, Damian," the man greeted warmly, shaking his hand. "And this must be the fiancée we’ve heard so much about." Damian's hand gently squeezed her waist as he pulled her closer. "Yes, this is Aurora Lane. Aurora, meet Richard Caldwell, one of the board members of Blackwell Enterprises, and his wife, Elaine."

My friend and I were surprised to learn that billionaire Joshua Carter was going to marry a woman from modest beginnings. “Well, I'd say this is a little different, but I've seen a billionaire marry a poor girl before, so it's kind of starting to become popular,” she commented, giggling at me and reminding me of my marriage to Jason. Yes, it was true that when I married Jason I wasn't a CEO or anything like that, so I chuckled too. “Well, as long as there is love, I think everything can work out,” I commented.

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?”

The smell of coffee and the smell of roasted chicken mixed with the anxiety rising in my chest. I stood there, questioning myself. “Why me?” I muttered. “Why would a billionaire, one of the coldest and most ruthless men in the city choose my hand in a contract marriage? I wish I had a better option than this one.” Unable to bear the thoughts alone, my voice slipped out getting louder, quiet yet loud enough for me to hear. “A contract marriage.” I had seen it in movies and read about it in novels, but I never imagined I would be trapped in such a situation.

“From what I’m seeing, he’s doing right by you despite the contract thingy. That’s enough.” Something about that rubbed me the wrong way instantly. “Doing right by me?” I echoed. “Yeah,” he said, like it was obvious. “Val, listen, this is an opportunity. You’d be crazy not to take advantage of it.” I stilled. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” he leaned forward slightly, his tone shifting, becoming more serious, more… insistent, “you’re married to a billionaire. A freaking billionaire. Do you know what that means?” I didn’t answer.

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he said with a grin. "Yes, I like being a sensation on the internet. You think I care about what people say about me? No, come on, I've grown past that. In Fact, I keep giving them more to talk about, you know, `` he said and she smiled broadly. She was really beginning to like this man. He has proven to be ten times better than the man she married. "But you know, I'm going to take you out on a shopping spree. You are a member of the Steels household and you shouldn't forget that your husband is a billionaire and you must dress like one" he said and she laughed.

I'm so tired. I was going back to the kitchen when Everett came down wearing an expensive looking black suit. His hair was gelled back nicely enhancing his pretty eyes, I sigh. Never in my life have I ever imagined that my husband will make me set up his dinner date, dressing all fancy for some other women while I have nothing to say about it. I don't love him, this marriage is just for business but the fact still remains that I'm his wife and he is my husband. He looked at the table setting emotionless before looking at me.