Marry A Billionaire Novels & Stories

A man who looked like he was ready to take the reins without burning the empire to the ground. And me? I had a sister who needed heart surgery. Parents are drowning in debt after our logistics business crashed. My master's degree at Oxford was hanging by a thread because I was working three part-time jobs just to survive. So yes. When a billionaire offers you a deal that can save your family, you don't overthink it. I married him. I smiled for the cameras. Stood by his side at charity events. Learned how to wear expensive dresses. Stayed out of his way like the contract demanded.

“Think about it. I know it’s a lot. I know it’s impossible. But… consider what’s at stake. I’ll leave you to your work now.” He walked toward the door, Two million dollars. A marriage she didn’t want. A man she didn’t trust. And a father who seemed desperate enough to make it happen anyway. Aria’s hand pressed against the cool glass of the hospital window, as though grounding herself. She had never faced anything like this before. Nothing in medical school, no patient, no case, had prepared her for being asked to marry a violent, unstable billionaire.Aria straightened, collected her papers, and walked back toward Damien’s room

I looked around me and every other person was going about their business while I was hurting badly inside. Fuck! I had prepared my best for this date. It was going to be our first real date since he announced his intentions to marry me in front of our families. But it just got ruined. Is this what it is like dating the heiress apparent of the Bristo empire? Is this what it is like dating the most eligible bachelor in New York City? I swallowed the sting in my throat. Well, I thought, this is what I signed up for, isn’t it? Falling in love with a billionaire meant falling in line with his world. And sometimes, love came second to legacy.

There was something about her eyes that drove me absolutely crazy—she was driving me crazy in the best possible way. "Really? How can I do that? Be rich like that, like a billionaire?" She asked, and I smiled at her words. She was indeed a beautiful soul, so pure and untainted by the corruption that surrounded people like me. "Well, you can do that by marrying one. Easy peasy." I said, and she frowned. Fuck, I didn't like that look. "Marrying one? It's hard to come across a billionaire willing to marry, and besides, I want to make my own wealth."

“Don’t you think it’s suspicious?” Victoria looked away. That was the problem. The strict requirements and roles she had to uphold, were too easy to gain ten million dollars. It seemed too good to be true. Everything about this arrangement was strange. Why her? There had to be thousands of women willing to marry Ryder Lake. Thousands! Women prettier than her. Richer than her. More connected than her. Women who actually moved in the same circles as billionaires. Yet somehow he’d chosen her. A struggling entrepreneur with a nearly empty bank account.

“I mean, you don’t expect me to get married to you without getting anything from it.” “Okay, I will give you three million naira after I get my inheritance, I divorce you and you go your way.” “You make it sound so simple to do, this is your life we are talking about. What will people say?” “They will say the same thing if I get married to a stranger, they will even say worse.” Duke is still not convinced that this will end well. Threatening him should work. “If you refuse to marry me, I’ll get someone else. After all, it’s easy for me to get anyone to marry me, right?”

I signed where indicated. And then it was done. I stood on the steps of the Ministry of Marriage in a dress I had chosen myself, holding a certificate with both our names on it, trying to locate the feeling I was supposed to have in this moment. I'm married. I am Mrs. Hills. I am married to the richest, most aggravating, most complicated man in this city, and I did it for my mother's debt and to cover up two one-night stands, and this is my life now.

And the need of money lead me to here. Therefore,I need to marry him. It's decided! Don't know how he looks. Well,dosen't matter anymore. I just need to marry. I hope we don't run ourselves into each other. Although, I only heard about him. But it doesn't matter. He will be billionaire or President. I sighed. I wasn't willing to have any love marriage but I always wanted to have love in our marriage.

“What are you all even talking about? Why would I get married to some random dude. I don’t even know him or even if I did, I do not want to get married.” “Look at this from a brighter perspective, Felix.” “You know, all my life,” Felix scoffed. “I’ve always thought you both were secretly homophobic towards me and here you both are. Asking me to get married to a man.” “This isn’t about being homophobic or not,” his dad said then exhaled. “The youngest billionaire in our country is gay too. And luckily and quite surprisingly, they are interested in you. You should jump at it. This is an opportunity for you to be-“

They are drowning in colossal debts. “Mom, I can’t marry a stranger. I’m in love with someone else, and I just got engaged.” She showed her mother the engagement ring in her hand. Lucia breathed out sharply. “If your boyfriend is a billionaire that can help us with our debts, go marry him. If not, forget about him. He’s useless.” “Mom!” She suddenly stood up, and her palm hit the wooden table.