Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother Novels & Stories

Instead, he leaned casually against the doorway, arms crossed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “You’re awake,” he said simply. “I’m trying to survive your social media campaign,” I muttered. “You look like you could handle it,” he replied, stepping closer. “Today, we escalate.” I raised an eyebrow. “Escalate?” “Exactly. The gala was just the beginning,” he said. “We need everyone to see that this marriage isn’t just a contract. It’s a declaration. And Ethan…” He paused, letting the unspoken threat hang in the air. “…needs to burn.”

A man who looked like he was ready to take the reins without burning the empire to the ground. And me? I had a sister who needed heart surgery. Parents are drowning in debt after our logistics business crashed. My master's degree at Oxford was hanging by a thread because I was working three part-time jobs just to survive. So yes. When a billionaire offers you a deal that can save your family, you don't overthink it. I married him. I smiled for the cameras. Stood by his side at charity events. Learned how to wear expensive dresses. Stayed out of his way like the contract demanded.

Emma After realizing that I just got married to the country's most popular multi-billionaire out of craziness, my mind has been restless, I've not been at peace, I have not even removed my wedding gown, I don't even have any of my belongings here, not even my phone to talk to my parents cause I know they would be worried sick about me right now, but the truth is I don't even want to talk to them at the moment. I'm so devastated and confused that I don't even know what to think, the fact that my step-sister and fiance betrayed me or the fact that I got married to a stranger who turned out to be the most feared man in the country, which one should I be more worried about,

I could barely see their eyes through the shades, but their postures made it clear—they meant business. “Is this... normal?” I whispered to Stephanie when she came close enough to hug me. The entire scene felt surreal, something straight out of a movie. She chuckled softly, glancing over at the group. “Yes, girl. Your husband’s a billionaire,” she said with a wink, though I couldn’t shake my unease.

I could only smile at them since they used to be my family's neighbor, before they moved to the new house Mavis got for them. "The rumors are true, Denise really got married to a billionaire" "She is so lucky, I wish my daughter can marry a CEO" "She is even more beautiful than before" These were the murmurings coming from their mouths, but I just ignored them. After all, they're not saying anything bad about me.

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.”

and slid one toward her. We ate standing at the island. No music. No small talk. Just the clink of forks and the distant hum of the city below. Halfway through her bowl she set the fork down. “Ravien.” I looked up. “If we do this...if we get married on Friday...people are going to talk. Not just about the photo, or the theft lies. But about us. About the fact that we’re…” She couldn’t say the word again. “Step-siblings,” I finished for her.

If I bring home a billionaire, I would definitely be scrutinized and speculated by others, especially my stepmother and My brother. I didn’t care much about my stepmother, even if she had doubts, she didn't have energy to care about me. My brother was different, as long as he doubted it, he would surely find out the truth. "If my family members know that you are a billionaire, they will surely be scared." I answered. "Okay, I'll do as you say." He agreed. "Thank you!" "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up?" Matthew said nonchalantly.

Today white. Luke wore black shirt again. Second day no suit. In 24 chapters he always wore suit. Now second day black shirt. He said yesterday, "Today I'm not billionaire. Today I'm dad." Today same. Gold crib in living room when we went down. Pink dress still inside. R15k pink dress from Grandma Nandy. First gift. Card still: *For Lila Long - From Grandma Nandy - Long First.* Five pink balloons yesterday. Now four. One deflated on floor. Nandy didn't replace. She said four is okay. Four balloons for 16 weeks.

They only gather around me and Big Brother, looking at me like a meal they couldn't wait to devour. What a strange family. Our marriage documents were presented to us. Big Brother signed first. His gaze was nonchalant and distant, and then the documents were presented to me. My hands trembled as I held the pen. I had to keep my hand still with my other hand. Who would have thought, after all these years, that the only way I can reach my long-lost brother is to marry him?