Married To The Heartless Billionaire Novels & Stories

“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.

“Yeah thanks thats money talking “, I said. “You married Charlie Hearth? Like everyone knows he is a sad billionaire, he doesn’t show his face at all, because he is sad and thats who you married? Because of money? But you’re not poor Alice, you’re doing real good for yourself, like why would you do that to yourself?”. “I just got retired by my “sad billionaire husband “ he asked me not to go to work anymore unless it’s by invitation, and Im getting an extra 2 million to do that, I don’t care what you think “.

Damian Blackwood waited at the altar like he was attending a funeral instead of his own wedding. Tall, still, unreadable. Black suit. Dark eyes. A mouth that looked as if it had forgotten how to be kind. For a second, Elena’s steps faltered. Her fingers tightened around the bouquet. Somewhere behind her, the wedding planner made a sharp little sound, probably terrified the bride was about to ruin the most photographed marriage deal of the year. Marriage deal. That was all it was. One year. One signature. One ruthless billionaire paying off her family’s debts in exchange for a wife he could parade in front of the board, the press, and his dying grandfather.

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.

, 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.

Waking up with such an awful dream was to face another terrible reality of her life. Well, this is her marriage: a marriage that still feels like a mystery and will always remain a mystery to her. She was mysteriously married to the Almighty Alexander Georgia: the billionaire mafia lord.

"You bet. That girl became even more arrogant when she became the owner of Don Facundo's former resort." "Oh, it came as no surprise to us that Don Facundo's resort would be Carmelita's; she's the old man's mistress, after all." Of course, it was said that the old man sold the resort to Carmelita before she left the country. But the truth is that it was a payment from the old man who told her to keep quiet and not spread the word that they were together. You know, Don Facundo's wife, Donya Marta, would also be hurt. The husband and wife are always fighting because of that girl."

"For Liam. For the baby. For me." But as she heard Benjamin’s cold voice barking orders from the study, Jane realized that the 'Heartless Billionaire' hadn't even begun to show his true cruelty. The gala wouldn't be her victory; it would be her trial by fire.

She had trusted me, given me her mended heart, and I had callously shattered it into a million irreparable pieces. The dream from the early morning lingered like a haunting specter, the image of Val taking her own life flashing vividly in my mind. The mere thought of her resorting to such a drastic step made me feel like I was on the verge of losing my own sanity. Val deserved more than the heartache I had inflicted upon her, but life dealt her a cruel hand by introducing her to men like me and Drew. Why did fate seem so unkind to her? Yet, the real question should have been: Why was I so cruel to her broken heart? Why did I continue down this path of hurting her, especially when the consequ

Mom explained. “Okay auntie. By the way, you look really sexy.” “You’re really making me blush, honey. Thank you.” “No problem, auntie.” She responded as mom walked out of the room leaving both of us. “So, what’s up babe? Are you not really excited you’re getting married to a billionaire today?” “What’s there to be happy about when it is not even based on love but just a commercial marriage that might not even work out at the end?” I asked.