Novel & Cerita Marrying A Millionaire

i gave her a warm glance and she nods, tapping my shoulder lightly. I was ready to shed my sorrows. I’d sulked too long, crying over George, craving closure, feeling betrayed by my parents. Now I had a whole year to myself: just a wife on paper, with fake smiles for the paparazzi. I might as well start enjoying it. Marrying a billionaire was something most people considered lucky. But in my case, it felt like a prison sentence. My heart still bled, and hatred burned in every fiber of me for the man I once dearly loved. Still, this billionaire was my ladder to the top. George Miller better watch his back.

"But only on three conditions." "I'm listening." "First, be honest about why you really want to marry me." "I thought I was clear. It's purely for my business and -" "Bullshit." I cut him off. "I'm not as dumb as you think, Mr Hunt. Your company is worth billions. You are the most successful entrepreneur in the country. You don't need to marry some stupid random girl to boost your business. So, what's the reason a billionaire like you is so desperate to marry me."

She added that “since he started courting her, she had known his character, at least two-third, and it was easier to put up with Charles’ moods, his nastiness, his bad choleric, squabbles and his unjustified accusations. She sat for hours contemplating within her on how to inform some of her relations about her present marriage proposal and she said, “I would be proud to relate to them my preparations to leave my father’s house and get married to a rich man; and I would brag about his accomplishments which could possibly interest them.” She further said that when any girl found a man to marry, one of the cynical remarks people or relatives often make would be whether her husband is a million

"Hold on. I thought you were talking about, like… some balding, basement-dwelling psycho with an Oedipus complex." She gave me a dry look. "Thanks for that image." I shook my head, still reeling. "Not some… ridiculously hot, successful, prince-charming-looking guy!" Liz groaned, pressing her hands to her face. "It doesn’t matter what he looks like or how rich he is. I’m not getting married. Ever." I raised a brow, stealing a glance at her as I parked in front of her building. "Oh, Liz… you poor thing. Being relentlessly pursued by a devastatingly handsome millionaire. How do you even survive?"

His acquisition of three Silicon Ville unicorns had gotten him on the cover of Fortune. Even if I were Ethan's biological sister, I would not be worthy of walking into Zach's office. Chloe laughed too. "Come on, Summer. Be realistic. Billionaires don't marry for love. They marry for alliances and money. If Zach is going to get married, it will be to a senator's daughter or a European aristocrat. There's no way he'd marry you." She giggled. "If you want a rich man, at least make your story believable."

Millie stood up straight and replied, "Of course, I still am! Let's get married then. I've got nothing to lose!" Pierce had been the one who saved her the last time, so he would know everything she had been through. And she had nothing to lose but everything to gain if she married a powerful person like him. Most importantly, her marrying Pierce would make Stefan uncomfortable and drive him into a frenzy. Just thinking about the expression on his face was already worth it. Millie then signed a contract with Pierce. They were both to stay married to each other for as long as Bill was alive. And in return, Millie would also get one million dollars every month as her pocket money.

I couldn't possibly be drooling over this bigheaded bastard, focus Amy. "Bu-But I-I can't just marry you, it doesn't work like that. You've got to at least know someone for a while first to want to marry them. And asides that, it being you, I dunno if I can go into such with you." "Why? Because a lowly girl such as yourself just can't fathom the possibility of getting married to a billionaire demigod such as myself?" Mr. Billionaire asked rather proudly with a chuckle at the end and I rolled my eyes at his spiked ego.

He exclaimed. "Kk industries; owner. " He added. "Yes, you will live like a princess over there. They are thousand times richer. There family has well established reputation, which no one in entire state could match." "After listening to all this, do you still want to deny considering this marriage. " My mom asked bewildered, looking at me in doubt. "ofcourse, I am not going to marry a man for his riches, and what about my start-up, my dreams! " I questioned there intentions, however deep inside I was also shocked listening to all that. Why would a millionaire want to marry me, an ordinary girl.

-Good day, My name is Henry. I am part of a very wealthy family believe it or not and stand the chance to be the heir of a very large fortune worth millions of dollars. The only thing standing between my trust fund and I is marriage. That’s where you come in. Most women that I encounter are after my money and would use whatever tricks up their sleeve to maximize off of pretending to love me, that’s why I would rather have a fake marriage with someone that I know is after my money from the word go. Of course you would be compensated handsomely for your participation and the marriage would be for only five years while I gain access to my trust fund. The amount of money that you would get would

He inveighed bitterly to her. "Everyone would be so disappointed and it would be in the news that, Robin DeMarco got jilted by his wife to be, two weeks before their wedding. That'll do ruin my reputation and it'll affect my business." "So now, you are proposing me to act like your fiancé and get married to you?" Astrid asked him, when it became obvious he Was done with his story. "It'll be a contract marriage and I'll pay you handsomely for it." He assured her,