Novel & Cerita Married To My Billionaire Half-brother-in-law

, Allora breaks the silence. "Allora, you know you are our favorite daughter, you never said no to us, even when we organized a wedding for you, unlike your brothers who had a loving marriage." "Yes, I know, you always love me more." "Rhea is pregnant," Rayan said. Rhea was Allora's younger sister who got married last year and lives in a different city unlike her other sisters. Being everyone's rebel, she never takes no for an answer. "My God, this feels so good. I am so happy," Allora cried with emotion.

“So you mean to tell me that you both will live together for a year with any form of romance, kissing….” “Grace!!!!” “I'm sorry” she laughed. “A young girl like you shouldn't be talking about romance and the rest. Besides, he didn't say anything about us living together” I told her. “Still can't believe this, Sis. I'm so happy. I'll get to brag that Daniel Sutherland is my brother-in-law in school” she said, almost giggling. “Mom would be so happy to hear this. She has always worried about you and your future and wanted you to end up with a well to do man, but guess who is ending up with the famous billionaire??” She winked at me.

Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too. I inhale and exhale deeply before turning over on my stomach to find some sleep. This is all I have been doing for days; eating, taking care of grandma, strolling out, and sleeping. I miss my job so much. I wish I can still retain my job despite being the soon-to-be wife of my boss but I know he won't even give me a listening ear. My major problem now is the noise that comes with getting married to someone influential and popular as Jayden Russell. He was ranked the youngest billionaire last year and everything that concerns him is always on the ne

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?”

"Are you kidding me right now?" "No," I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I wish I was." I wish everything will just rewind back to where I haven't met Hardin. "You're married to Hardin Devante? As in, the guy who made half the table stop chewing in fear just by walking into the restaurant?" "Yes," I said through clenched teeth. "Since when? How? Why?" "It's... complicated," I muttered. Rachel leaned in, eyes wild. "Luna, there are student loans that are complicated. Dating someone your parents don't like is complicated. Marrying a billionaire and not telling anyone? That's—you're living a double life."

His face was covered with shock. "When I saw the news about Allen Walker's marriage, I told my wife several times that you weren't the bride. But I've just been proven wrong. What exactly are you up to, young lady? You want to get married to a billionaire and then run away with my money?" He asked as he stepped closer to me, his eyes traveled down to my fingers and when he didn't see a ring, his face scrunched up in confusion. This was exactly what I was afraid of. People would think because I married a billionaire and appeared on TV, then I was suddenly a billionaire too.

First, I married Aaron Knight, the richest billionaire in the world, my'so-called,' husband, who doesn't even look at me once, he despises me that much. I despise him because he pushed me to marry him, which is why I despise him so much. "But Amy, I'm not hungry; I just need to sleep," I said her as my sight wandered across the living room to a huge, expensive-looking couch. To be honest, I don't have much of an appetite after this marriage. "No, no, sweetie, at the very least eat a bit. You'll enjoy my cuisine, I'm sure "She persisted, a puppy expression on her face.

“What are you doing here Amal?” “It’s no longer mom? How rude have you become?” “Very rude, and you lost the privilege of being called mom.” “Fair enough.” “What do you want?” “Well, knowing who you are and after seeing the news about your husband’s real identity, I had to come to stop you from making the wrong move.” “What are you talking about?” “Ashley, Duke, your husband is the richest and most powerful in the whole fucking world. And now, because he didn’t tell you, you feel betrayed.”

His grandfather cut his steak before speaking, “This marriage happened too sudden.” “We didn’t have a choice after the scandal,” Vivian replied… scandal. The word made my chest ache. My father cleared his throat awkwardly but avoided looking at me. I felt alone surrounded by people, then Ethan’s aunt leaned back in her chair and smiled at me, “So Natalie… tell us something… how does it feel marrying the man your sister loves?” The room went silent. Pain twisted in my stomach, I lowered my eyes before answering, “I didn’t steal Ethan from Layla.”

He asked in a French Canadian accent, as he ushered us forward. "No, Marcel, my sister is coming and her friend is as well," Sonya kissed the assistant on both his cheeks as he opened a long silk cream-colored sheet to the main dress room reserved for expensive clients. "Marcel this is the bride Cherokee Rains, and here is my son, Becket." She held out her long arms toward her son and soon-to-be daughter-in-law. "No introduction is needed of course for me," Came the voice from behind them of a woman who looked exactly like Sonya.