Married To The Heartless Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

By the time I tried to reach her, someone had already buried her, someone who wasn’t me. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and forced myself to focus, flipping through her words as if they might give me back the mother I had lost and hated. Then something stopped me. A line, sharp and unsettling: ‘Being the wife of a billionaire isn’t as beautiful and heavenly as others think.’ My breath caught. My mother… married a billionaire? I felt the sting of betrayal tighten in my chest. After leaving me behind in Russia twice, after the absence, the grief, she had gone on to marry a billionaire in New York?

All of us; his sons, Robert, Helen and I. Another shocking news was that Janet informed me that her mother travelled overseas.. trying to get away from all the troubles she has caused.. whereas we were not planning on avenging or anything against her. The only good thing is that she lost the videos. And Instead of apologizing for her for everything, she left her family and her semi company and travelled overseas. But then, what if she meets Mr Maya over there. She knows she owes the Maya family as a whole a big apology, most especially to me, she hated me and she used me! Well, whenever she returns; she would surprise that I'm stronger and richer. Not just that; I am also engaged to the Old

I'm used to be neglected in this house though I'm his wife. I'm Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the wife of the known billionaire in town named Karl Matthew Grey. Our marriage wasn't like in the romantic movies where the girl and boy love each other and they decided to be with each other until the rest of their lives. My life isn't romantic at all. I often describe it as a tragedy. Matthew and I didn't know each other. I just know him when my father introduce me to him as his bride to be. Even I was to shock to know that I was getting married that time. I literally have no idea what's going on.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear with a taunting tone, “You really think we don’t have a contingency plan?” “What do you mean by that?” I asked nervously, pulling back and staring at her with determination. “That you’re never going to see your daughter again,” she said with a wide smile, her eyes icy. “And as for that crying baby? I don’t care. I never cared. All I want is to keep pleasing my precious billionaire husband. The rest? Disposable.” “How can you be so heartless?” I said, horrified, taking a step back with clenched fists. “A woman like you shouldn’t even have the right to bring a child into this world.”

”And do you, Killian Lannister, take Cassandra Delaney to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, as long as you both shall live? “I do, Father.” His voice was cold and croaky. He didn’t even think twice as he said it. His eyes were fixed on me. I still couldn't believe that I was now married. I was looking outside the window of the Lamborghini we were riding. He was busy talking to someone over the phone which was better because I didn’t know how to approach him. We are strangers to each other. We were now heading to the reception. It was a grand wedding, of course. I married Killian Lannister, a rut

Chapter 4 — This is an emergency. Kate broke down in the silent room, she just couldn't hold it in anymore. Her hands pressed against her mouth as tears rushed freely down her cheeks, her shoulders shaking with everything she had held in for years. This wasn’t the marriage she had hoped for. All she had ever wanted was simple—to be seen, to be loved for who she was, not tolerated, not blamed, not despised. She didn’t want Mason’s money. She never did.

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.

Dad chose to marry Hazel while keeping her as a mistress, claiming she did it all because of love, but that was a very big lie. She did it because of Money, and now the business is being threatened. She wants me to get married to Xander by all means. It's not that I am against the idea in the first place. I got into the car and instructed the driver to head straight home. I was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to just relax. My eyes were on the window, watching the nightlife as the car drove. My brain started to go over everything that happened tonight. "I hate you, why did you come back? You should have continued playing dead." My voice broke as I was talking to myself and the tears s

, he kissed me strongly, pressing his top lip against mine roughly. "I have turned you into a cheesy guy", I rubbed my finger against the tip of his nose, slightly. "Only for you, my dear", he pulled me into his embrace. "I would never divorce you, if you're curious, how else would I find a rich billionaire to afford my fancy lifestyle", I kissed his lips lightly, feeling the pain rush through me. "Yeah right, I'm the one with a fancy lifestyle you're the girl who uses coupons and cash back, I never worried about those things", he said knowing he wasted money solving all of this rather than working.

When the crowd began to thin, Damion leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear in what appeared to be an affectionate gestures but his words sent a cold chill down her spine. “Just so you know, this marriage was a business deal,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. “Now we’re almost done with the charade, I thought you should know that I own you now and you are to do exactly as I say or else your parents will suffer if you refuse me, and I’m sure you love your parents so much than to watch them suffer.”