Married To The Heartless Billionaire Novels & Stories

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.

Gloria said and David chuckle. “So what was I to you?” He asked. “My heartless husband,” Gloria replied. “But I loved that heartless man, too,” Gloria confessed. “Now this heartless man will show how loving a husband he can be.” David flipped them around and press her onto the bed to kiss her passionately.

"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."

“Thinking about what? The man you left me for?” My eyes shot up to his. “There was no one else,” I said quickly. He let out a dry, bitter laugh. It was short and cold. “Don’t lie to me,” he said. “You disappeared. There was no goodbye, no explanation. I heard you married someone rich.” “That is not true,” I said and my voice was tight. “Then why are you here now?” he asked. “For five million dollars?” I felt heat rushed to my cheeks and I couldn’t look him in the eye.

“And where was his wife during all this?” Maria straightened slightly, her eyes narrowing with fake righteousness. “At home,” she said bitterly. “Enduring her own private hell. Everyone in Evercrest society knows Elena was a charity case, forced on him by his parents. He never loved her. He said it often. She was just a duty, a pity marriage. He treated her like a burden.” The room around me tilted slightly.

Lena found it on her break at the pharmacy, sent to her by her colleague Mara with a string of question marks and no other context. The column was titled *The Billionaire's Mystery Wife* and ran to four paragraphs that managed to say nothing factually incorrect while implying everything damaging. It described Caiden Black's sudden marriage to an unnamed woman with two service-industry jobs and no social media presence. It noted the speed of the union. It quoted an unnamed source close to the couple who described the relationship as *unconventional from the start.* It ended with a question about whether the Black family's flagship company would be affected by its CEO's private life becoming p

She wasn’t entitled to a single dollar of my money if she ever divorced me unless she had given me an heir. So far, she was still the same barren woman from day one. Amelia hadn’t been my first, second or even hundredth choice for a wife. My plan had always been to end up with Cassie. But my father, the manipulative bastard had twisted my hands all the way to his grave and saddled me with this joke of a woman. “Yes,” she said slowly and stepped forward unsteadily to place the slightly wrinkled paper on the table. My eyes narrowed on it, wondering how long she had had it.

I breathed out slowly and felt drained mentally "it is done Bella, we are officially in a contract marriage," he said "married to the devil himself, isn't it?" I asked "we can actually be one of the cutest contracted couples out there If only you play your cards well," he said "There's nothing cute about us Alexander, I wonder how your secret lover is going to take the pain of you being legally married to another woman," I said I intentionally provoked his emotions and it didn't take long before his facial expression changed once more

She was tasked to make him live his life more fully but instead, she did the opposite. She never took this marriage seriously. She never took him seriously. But he? He had never done that. All the speculations and doubts, she'd had about him were all proven wrong. First, she had always thought he was a cold and arrogant billionaire who didn't care about anything except for himself. But that wasn't the case. He was the most gentle with her. He was the most patient with her and it struck the tightly knit chords of her guarded heart.

“He was her ex-husband. After getting what she wanted, she left, even when he refused to divorce her.” “So you married another man’s wife?” Damien scoffed. “It’s not funny,” Mason said with a straight face. “He’s not the only one,” he added. “What?” Damien asked as Mason ran a hand through his hair. “That’s her job—marry rich men, take a decent fortune from them, and run.” “I thought she was a poor waitress you fell in love with,” Damien said, making Mason sigh. “That was just her cover. I—” “What are you going to do about it?” Damien finally asked.