Novel & Cerita Married To The Heartless Billionaire

Straightening back up his hand snaked around me cupping my butt and lips mashed against mine in a dominant kiss. Breaking apart we resumed our walk to the front as I stared at the man of my dreams, a smile possessing my lips on its own. His posture straight and expression stolid as he delivered short nods at the familiars. For the world he was still the arrogant, domineering billionaire people thought thrice to cross path with, but for me he was the sweetest, devoted and loving husband.

"That I shouldn't get married to the woman I love? Why? Your oppositions would come after me?" "Exactly. But it's not that anyway. Do not get married to Laurel, Kurt. At least, not now. I know there isn't a way you can actually keep it private, if you think about who she really is. Recently, she's been declared a billionaire. People are lurking. Your enemies are pacing. Her enemies are pacing. They would do anything to take you down. Just like they did with your father. So do not, I'm warning you, do not, get married to Laurel this year."

I stepped out of the car, and onto the tarmac ground, my eyes rising towards the magnificent building, decorated with pools and fountains all around. Picking up my silver heels that were in my hands the entire time, I shut the door, saying not a word to the driver, and stepped out, walking barefoot into the house. One of the reasons I hated this beach house, despite the fact that it was luxurious and a sight for sore eyes beautiful and fucking expensive too, was the fact that it was so, so lonely. I lived in this place, alone, before I met and got married to Daniel Carter.

Everyone with their thoughts hidden beneath the surface of their mind. Olivia stood in the bedroom, surrounded by half-packed suitcases and a room filled with memories. She carefully folded a scarf and placed it into one of the suitcases, then wiped away a tear that dropped from her eyes. The impending end of their contract marriage had brought an array of mixed emotions, and Olivia couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of emptiness. She felt the pains of the billionaire but she doesn't want to be intertwined any further. All she wants to do was to maintain the last distance and leave in peace.

I say, hugging one of the throw pillows. “So you’re actually Taina Bellos, the wife of one of the richest men in all of Yula, Yuhic and other countries combined” he says. I nod, “yeah, I’m Taina Bellos”. “He talked about you two not being in contact with each other. I’ve never been married but I’m sure that’s not how things are supposed to be between a married couple, why’s that?” He asks. I shrug, “our marriage was actually one of a contract that later turned into love. Everything was fine, until his first love came back, and then it became evident that there was no room for me”.

“I know you’re going to say that. I know there’s context. I know she’s your ex. I know your family invited her on purpose. I know all of that.” My chest felt tight again, like a fist was closing slowly around my lungs. “But it still hurt,” I said. “It hurt so bad I thought I was going to throw up right there.” Adrien took another step closer. “Selene, listen—” “No,” I said, shaking my head, tears blurring my vision. “Let me finish. Please.” He stopped. “Our marriage is fake,” I said, the word fake coming out bitter. “That was the deal. It was supposed to be simple. Clean. No feelings. No jealousy. No whatever this is.”

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

Honestly, my sanity has fallen apart. I never wanted this marriage but it's most women's dream to get married to a Billionaire. When I thought of it, as I was told by Dad to marry him without having a say, part of me was happy and the other part of me was shattered. I have got to know Damian as a good man under the Billionaire facade with the way things were going but Melissa is making him become something else.

Olivia and I have been the number one topic on the news feed since last night, with our pictures splashed across the headlines. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through the news and my fist hardened as I read the contents again. “The ruthless CEO of Pinnacle Holdings dumped his loyal girlfriend Felicia, who had been his rock in times of need and married Olivia Simpson, the CEO of Liv Luxe Industries, a stranger. This shocking betrayal left Felicia's world in shattered pieces.” I'd wanted to call Olivia countless times since seeing the news. I needed to know if she was okay, but I couldn't bring myself to do so. I will fucking make sure I teach Felicia and Mia a big lesson.

"Stop fidgeting. You're marrying into the Blackwell family. Do you know what that means for us?" Of course, I knew, how could I not have? The Blackwells were untouchable, wealthy beyond my imagination, and my mother's closest friend, Margaret Blackwell, was the one who arranged this union. It was supposed to be a dream, marrying a billionaire, sealing a future of lavish comfort. But it wasn't a dream; it was an arrangement. "I know, Mom," I said in a low voice, barely above the hum of my heartbeat.