Married To My Billionaire Nemesis Novels & Stories

"You've always been like this." "What does that mean?" "You pretend you're brave until you're standing in the middle of your biggest fear." I smiled sheepishly. "Maybe." She gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "You know..." "What?" I asked. "He seems like a good man." I laughed softly. "Granny... where am I, and where is he?" "He's Damien Blackwood, the billionaire CEO of Blackwood International." "And I'm just... me." Granny gently cupped my cheek. "Never measure your worth by someone's wealth, Aria."

It was the first honest sentence in a long while that had cost me nothing, and the first that frightened me. "Why did you really agree to marry me?" I asked next. "Say it plain." "The will. And Richard's books." He didn't dress it up. "Your estate records may show where that money went. I won't pretend that wasn't part of it." "Part of it." "I signed away the money before you said yes. That wasn't about the books." "It doesn't fix this." I closed the folder. "I've been married to a man who decided what I deserved to know. I'm not doing it twice."

My breath caught. "My family has money. A lot of it. When people hear my name, they change. They smile too much. They want things." He rubbed the back of his neck. "You asked me to marry you because you thought I was nobody. For once, I wanted to be nobody. I should have told you." "Like Thomas wanted things from me." "Yes." "How rich?" "Rich enough that Damien Sterling knows my family. He is using you to get to me." I laughed, short and shaky. "So that is why you did not want me to meet him."

I told him everything. About the Blackwoods. The meetings. The birthmark. The DNA test. When I finished, he stared at me. “You’re a Blackwood?” he whispered. “Ninety-nine point nine nine percent?” “Yes.” His eyes lit up. “I married a billionaire.” I deadpanned. “You’re about to be divorced from one.” “No,” he said firmly. “I’m not.” Then he asked about Daisy. “I don’t want her to know,” I said. “Please.”

Curtis absolutely did not want this arranged wedding to happen. It was a great shock to Mrs. Ernesta. Never did she think that the marriage of her dreams was a nightmare. She felt betrayed and depressed for a long time. At that time, Mr. Curtis tried to break up with my mother and push her out of his life. Between love with a beautiful ballerina and perfect marriage life with a noble wife, Mr. Curtis chose the latter.

Kylie slumped her body on the couch opposite him. "Someone who has severe depression and has panic attacks now and then," replied the man. "You are right, I need strong medicine. I don't want my husband to find out about my depression," she sighed. She almost got caught when she fainted for six hours last time. She doesn't want anything like that to happen again. She wasn't sure about his intention or his sudden change of mind. So she couldn't reveal her weakness to him. "You got married? With whom?" asked Mark frowning. He confessed his love to her several times but she always refused him saying that she wasn't over her ex yet. Then why did she suddenly get married? "I got married to my bil

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.

She shows me a photo on her phone, and I nod. I frown and look between them. My head was starting to hurt again. That’s why he looked familiar to me. I’ve seen him in magazines. Oh shit. “Yes, that’s him.” “Oh my god, you lucky bitch!” Aimee hops up on my bed. “Not only did you sleep with him, but you’re also married to a billionaire, Shayla!” I roll my eyes and pick up my jacket. “I can’t believe it.” “Jesus. I can’t deal with you two. I have to go to work. I don’t want to be late on my first day.”

“You can confirm my alibi. I was at work that night, and... and my car is still in the garage.” Matthew chuckled, and I suddenly felt like punching him in the gut for it. “I know, Mr. Mallory. But in a case where the wife is attacked and killed, the husband is always the number one suspect.” I stiffened in shock. Just then Calra arrived at the door. The look on her face told me what she had to say wasn't good news. “We're currently investigating the other billionaires. You don't mind us coming over for a few questions?” Shit. “I'll let you know when I'm less busy.”

Martin had prepared a lot of words to tease Anna now, and he would step on Esteban's personality to find his own healing, but those words would only rot in his mind now. PART of the reason Martin entered the DREC was because of Anna, enough to see how patient he was with the girl. Since then this was the only woman he wanted to marry but everything disappeared when the news broke of this marriage to an unknown man. Now would have been a good opportunity to show himself and step on Esteban's persona, but because of Casa Valiente all his dreams were destroyed. He thought this was the chance to have Anna with him. Looking at her house with her useless husband makes him agitated and restless. Hi