Married To The Billionaire Novels & Stories

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?”

"Yes stepmother. She answered her with a smirk. There was a knock on the door. Riley's father came in and said, The Knight family has arrived; are you ready, honey? He looked at his beautiful and gentle daughter and continued, Riley, are you sure you want to get married to Bruce Knight? Riley looked at her father. Yes, father, I want to. The Knight family is the wealthiest and most valued family in New York. The only direct heir, Bruce, was disfigured and made crippled when he was kidnapped 15 years ago. Since then, Bruce has not appeared in front of others. He was rumored to be cruel, ugly, and terrible, and every woman sent into his house did not come out alive.

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.

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

His looks are enough reason for him to be so confident. “You are not going to lose anything if you get married to me. One, my company will officially invest in your parents’ company and help them with everything that they need to stand on their feet again, two; I will send you abroad so that you learn everything you want to learn about arts and hold your dream arts exhibition. Third, I can give you the personal library that you have always dreamed of, with all the unreleased books and released books of your favorite authors, I have the power to make that happen and finally since none of all wants this, we would divorce after 3 years, you don’t have to play the duties of a wife and just do wh

Outside, the city blurred into night; inside, the car hummed with a quiet that broke only when a notification buzzed on Elena’s phone—an alert of headlines and speculation already forming online. She opened it with hands that trembled only slightly and saw the first of the morning’s angles beginning to take shape. Her breath caught when she read a line that had begun its life as a whisper at the table and now sat bold and hungry on the screen: *“Billionaire’s bride: business move or true love?”*

Liam said, turning her over, being upon her and lowering her panties with his teeth, "the ruthless billionaire got married to a clueless girl, who now, he cannot help but worship." He ripped her panties with his hands and his head was lost between her legs. His tongue met her skin. There was a spark of goodness, then the electrifying sensations began. "You haven't agreed yet!" Elena cried, twisting, but he held her down, laughing into her. Finally exhausted with pleasure, Elena threw her head back and calmed down, the tears in her eyes. One name on her lips. Liam Hemsworth. Her ruthless billionaire boss, now turned husband. The end.

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

she said, "Then why did you got married to him?" Chante asked, "I wanted to wipe out the dream of getting married to Steve, because he has got married to his first wife, I mean the mother of those kids that Saraphina claimed to be their mom, and when I heard that his wife had demise, I rushed come back to my parent's house, maybe he will have feelings for me, but Instead, he kept more distance from because he saw me with two kids, which Is you and your sister" Chante's mom explained,