Married To The Heartless Billionaire Novels & Stories

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

Ethan stood alone in his £50M penthouse, in his £15,000 suit, surrounded by everything money could buy, and felt poorer than when he was pretending to be poor. Because his wife had left. And outside, in the elevator, Elise finally let out a loud sob, hugging her tote bag, whispering: "My husband is a billionaire... my poor husband is a billionaire... what am I going to do?"

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.

“This is what you have against me? It’s your job as his mother to —“ “No,” I cut him off. “It was our job as responsible parents to take care of our son. But when, as the father, you leave it all to the mother and still treat her like trash, I don’t see how me divorcing you hurts so much. Especially when you’re going to be getting married to your mistress.” “Elara,” Vivienne begins out of nowhere, her voice soft and fucking pretentious. “There’s no need for all these drama. The doctors are — “

“Such a shame you didn't value my love.” I scoff. As if he has a heart in the first place to love “I was listening, you know?” He sighs. “All that shit about your son's father coming back and Enzo asking you to marry him. But then I thought it was all part of your plans. Your plans to strip him of his fortune and destroy him. And then... Then...” The smile on his face completely wipes dry before he pushes me away, causing me to land on the floor with a thud.

As if he wasn’t asking me to sell myself. ‎I lifted my eyes slowly, forcing my trembling hands to stay still. The man sitting across from me was everything people whispered about in magazines and boardrooms—handsome, powerful, untouchable. Ethan Blackwood. Billionaire CEO. The man who had ruined my family without losing a second of sleep. ‎ ‎“You want me to marry you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. ‎ ‎His dark eyes flickered, sharp and cold, like he was already bored of this conversation. “For one year.”

The inevitable finally happened: I married Andrew. Shortly after the wedding, James packed his life away and left Los Angeles for a mining company in Kentucky. It has been seven years since that day—seven years of a living hell. My marriage to Andrew is completely devoid of love. He is suffocatingly overprotective, treating me like a prized possession rather than a wife. I sacrificed everything to keep my family out of prison, and while the wealth and fame are certainly present, my peace of mind is entirely gone. I am a ghost in my own life.

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He looked at her as though she were a stranger, someone whose pleas meant nothing. “This isn’t about what you want, Emily,” he replied, each word a slap to her face. “It’s about what’s best for the family. You will do your duty. You will marry this man. And in time, you’ll thank me.” Emily’s heart shattered at his words. She stood there, her body trembling, the tears streaming down her cheeks, but her father never looked away from his papers. He didn’t even have the decency to acknowledge her pain, her despair. To him, she was nothing more than a pawn, a piece on his chessboard to be moved and sacrificed as he saw fit.

“You should slow down on those romantic movies. I am good, really. As long as I have got Princess, I am really good.” “Him joining the company is just a way to get back at me. And based on the conversation we had earlier, I got to know that he dumped me because the company was in some sort of crisis, so he had to marry someone else to save it.” “His mother was angered by me and decided to end me by making me homeless.” “That might not be his fault, but I still believe he is an a******e. He never really loved me. If he did, he would have informed me about everything from the onset instead of making me look like a fool.”