Married To My Billionaire Half-brother-in-law Novels & Stories

"If you're talking about money, you know I am not into---" "I know." He cut me by putting his index finger on my lips. "But you have no choice, Sophia Yzabelle Kelley because you're married to me and you married one of the top billionaires in California." He winked at me and God knows how much I wanted to smack the arrogant smile playing on his lips. "So, you really owned this mansion?" "We, sweetheart, owned this mansion."

“But can’t you see how much harder it is for me?” I turned to Elijah, my eyes locking with his. “You’re my brother-in-law.” Then I shifted my gaze to Noel, whose expression hardened at my words. “And you… you’re the lover of my late husband.” A heavy sigh escaped me, my chest tightening with the weight of the truth. “So, tell me,” I continued, my voice breaking just a little, “how am I supposed to explain to my future child that their father is part of this tangled mess? That my relationship with him is… complicated?”

I took the tissue he passed to me and wiped my lips and dress but looking at his facial expression and it didn’t look like he was joking at all. “You are actually serious?” I muttered as I took a sip from the water he passed to me, “You can’t just fix an appointment and ask me to marry you, like it doesn’t make sense, we barely even know each other.” I was confused at the route the whole thing was going. “Did you think that $20 billion would be able to get your family back to where they were before? That’s only enough to pay the debts, maybe you should have asked for more.” He continued eating but all my appetite was gone, even the delicious food couldn’t bring it back.

“Slightly?” I laughed again, and the realization caught me off guard. This man didn’t know me, he didn’t have pity in his eyes for me. I wasn’t in some sort of comparison with my sister and for a moment here, I didn’t feel like I wasn’t enough. I was simply Maya. The thought felt strangely comforting. “Solo vacation?” He asked. I hesitated for a moment. The honest answer was quite embarrassing. Heartbroken woman runs away after discovering boyfriend and twin sister are having an affair. It wasn’t exactly casual conversation.

"There is no us. I barely know you." "And I know you well enough to choose you anyway." "This is insane. You and your brother can't just decide to use my financial situation as some kind of game. Is this a bet? Are the two of you toying with me? What exactly are you hiding?" "I'm not hiding anything. Marry me for two years. After that, we divorce, amicably, and you walk away with everything you need." "A contractual marriage with an expiration date." She shook her head. "How ridiculous does that sound out loud?” She raised a brow, “You can't just buy people because you happen to have the money."

Tatiana stared coldly at Clarisse. Her brothers might have been fooled by that mother-and-daughter pair, but Tatiana wasn’t. She hated them too much to fall for their act. “Don’t you already have a ‘daughter’ who is so precious, respectable, well-mannered, and far more educated than I am?” Her eyes flicked toward Oktavia. “So why marry a worthless, ungrateful daughter like me to a billionaire?” Tatiana gave a bitter laugh. “Are you not afraid I’ll take advantage of him and make all of you miserable?”

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

I pointed out curiously. "Bridget has been going nuts lately, I heard she has been trying to dispose your properties illegally but I stopped her, so it doesn't matter anymore and also she contradicted herself, she said your husband is after your money which is very impossible because from my research, you husband is a billionaire and he doesn't need your money and also, I don't see you as someone that will go to that length." I am glad that he doesn't believe her but he is wrong about me, I am that girl. I was really desperate to make sure that Bridget didn't end up with the inheritance and I agreed to a contract marriage, I am just lucky that we ended up falling in love.

I said and forwarded my hand to walk downstairs with her. she gladly held my hand and we both walked out of the room, walking towards the stairs we descended down, and were welcomed by a loud cheers of family and friends. the spotlight came on us, as my sister passed a mic to me, "A very pleasant evening everyone, I am very pleased to have you all on this occasion. So This occasion is held so that I can introduce my wife to the world. Here's my gorgeous wife, Mrs. Hazel Alan Martin. We got married in private because my lovely wife Wanted it to be out moment only." as I completed my speech by thanking everyone. being a billionaire isn't easy deal.

My eyes widened after scanning one of the first articles I saw online. I was right. Vladimir Lewis, my husband, is a fucking billionaire in his own rights!