Married To The Cold Billionaire Novels & Stories

"Pero tignan mo ang sarili mo ngayon... nasaan na ang seryoso at kinatatakutang bilyonaryo? Mukha ka nang batang nakikipag-away sa alon!" "The billionaire is currently offline, baby. Only your husband is active right now," malambing na sagot ni Grey, ang kanyang boses ay tuluyan nang nawalan ng pormalidad habang mas lalong hiningpitan ang yakap sa baywang ng dalaga. "At kung ang kapalit ng pagkawala ng tsinelas ko ay ang mayakap ka nang ganito sa ilalim ng mga bituin, then I will gladly donate all my luxury shoes to the ocean."

Her voice sounded small, swallowed by the opulence of the suite. Just three weeks ago, she was dreaming of a future with Marco. She thought they were forever. She had imagined a wedding with family, with laughter, and with a man who actually loved her. She envisioned a simple garden ceremony, surrounded by people who genuinely wished them well. Ngayon? She was about to tie the knot with a billionaire who was essentially a stranger. A soft, rhythmic knock interrupted her thoughts. “Ma’am, five minutes na lang po.” “Sige, papunta na,” she replied.

“Marriage is not just about love. It’s about power, reputation, and alliance. You’re supposed to strengthen our family name, not drag it into the mud.” “Then maybe I don’t care about your so-called alliances!” malakas na balik ni Rafael. “I’m not marrying for the company. I’m not marrying to please society. I’m marrying because I want a future with Nica. She makes me happy. She makes me… alive. Something money and status never did.”

And whether fate or my choices brought me to this point, I have no idea what the future holds. But for now, I'm just going to breathe. Because I am his wife. I am officially married to a billionaire, Riel Valderama. Even if it is a marriage of convenience.

He slid a folder across the desk. “Three months. You'll accompany me to selected social events, attend family gatherings, and publicly maintain the appearance of a genuine relationship. In return, you'll receive five hundred thousand pesos every month.” My mouth fell open. “Five hundred thousand?” “Per month.” I looked at the contract, then back at him. “And why would a billionaire like you need a fake girlfriend?” “Because my family has decided that I should marry Charlotte Villareal.” I had heard of her. Everyone knew the Villareal family was wealthy and influential.

Alexander stared at the name. Isabella Rose Bennett. His wife. The woman he had married to save her family's business might be connected to the greatest secret his family had ever buried. And suddenly, the marriage contract no longer seemed like the most dangerous thing tying them together.

Napailing si Wendy Ching at sumandal sa counter. "Lumalabas pagiging spoiled billionaire mo, Gavin Palma," sabi niya. "Too late. Nasa kontrata na ng kasal natin na dapat busog ang asawa ko," sagot ni Gavin. Natural ang tawanan nila. Hindi cheesy, hindi scripted. Parang mag-asawa lang na sanay na sa isa't isa kahit ilang linggo pa lang kasal. Doon nakakakuha ng pahinga ang readers mula sa business tension.

“Ah basta! Tutal malapit na rin naman ang kasal nila kaya hintayin na lang natin ng magiging big announcement.” “Ay, oo nga pala. Next month na rin ang kasal nilang dalawa,” pahayag pa ni Marigold. “Grabe! Pero alam n’yo ba, pati si Sir Alex ay may narinig in akong balita riyan lalo na tungkol sa kaniyang ex-wife na—” “Ah, Marigold!” Kaagad naman akong napatayo nang wala sa oras kaya medyo sumakit ang tiyan ko.

Dahil ngayon lang niya narinig si Kevin na magsalita nang ganito. Napakalayo sa lalaking kilala ng media. Napakalayo sa lalaking kinatatakutan ng mga empleyado. Napakalayo sa malamig na billionaire. Sa silid na iyon, isa itong ama na nagmamahal sa anak. Isang amang ginagawa ang lahat para pagaanin ang sakit ng anak niya.

Kinuha niya lamang ang mamahaling rosaryo na nasa tabi niya at ipinikit lang ang mga mata. Sa paningin ng publiko, siya ang kilalang "cold billionaire" na bihirang ngumiti at mas bihirang magtiwala. Kaya ang lahat naka yuko kong siyang makikita. Ang rosaryo ay regalo pa ng kanyang lolo mula sa isang pari sa isang tanyag na dambana sa Batangas. Ayon dito, makatutulong daw iyon upang mapakalma ang kanyang isip at mabawasan ang kanyang init ng ulo.