Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Mga Nobela at Kwento

In that tacky, over-the-top bedroom they called "fancy." But... wasn't she dead? "Mom, there's no way I'm marrying Damian Cross! They say he's hideous, cruel, and hates women! Who knows how I'd end up if I married him!" "I'm the medical prodigy of Meridian City! I'm destined for greatness—why would I waste myself on some powerless, ugly nobody? If I marry anyone, it'll be the future heir of the Cross Consortium!" A shrill voice pierced through the air from downstairs.

It was completely new. "Our first marriage was built on a contract," Zyran whispered, his voice shaking. "It was built on secrets and pride and a divorce paper hidden in a safe. I don’t want that marriage anymore." A hot tear spilled over my eyelashes. "I want a real marriage," Zyran vowed fiercely. "I want to stand in front of the world and promise to love you, protect you, and put you first every single day. I want to do it right this time." He took the ring out of the box and gently took my left hand.

How dare he scrutinize me after that I’ve done all of this for him? I’ve nearly sacrificed my entire youth waiting for him. I sat in the back view and watched him marry Jessie, watching the way he smiled at her the way men smile when they have everything to lose and nothing to gain. Jessie was Jeffrey Adler’s daughter — everyone whispered it like a blessing, like a pedigree stamped onto a paper ribbon — and I watched as the world rearranged itself around that name. For me, though, the ceremony was a different kind of ledger: it was a clean accounting of what I had been, and what I would never be to him.

Michael stared at her, unblinking. “…What?” Vivian grinned. “Marriage, Michael. You know, ‘I do,’ some cake, a wedding dress—” Michael cut her off. “Yes.” Vivian’s mouth opened, then closed. “Wait. What?” “Yes,” he repeated. “But in secret. No one can know.” Her eyes widened. “Ooooh, a secret marriage. How mysterious. How scandalous. How—” She gasped, clasping her hands together. “Are we having a forbidden romance?”

I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself. Jessica’s texts started popping up one after the other: Jess: SIS WHAT IS THIS??? Jess: You MARRIED a billionaire?? Jess: Who is he?? What’s going on?? Answer meeeee!! Jess: Mom is gonna hyperventilate. Jess: ARE YOU OKAY?? Jess: HELLO??? I suddenly felt dizzy. I didn't even know which message to respond to first. There were a lot of tags on my I*******m too. The wedding I thought was fake is actually real, and now the whole freaking world knows about it. My face was almost on every blog — mystery woman, unknown bride, Miami wife. And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortu

The one that stuck the most was shock and confusion. “What? That’s not possible. Lura would never do something like that! And besides, she’s broke and her family name is all full of dirt right now so how can she get getting married? To who?” He whined while I just smiled. "To Zane Ashford," I said, watching the name land like a grenade and though I knew he’d definitely know such big name, I still decided to let out the full gist for effect. "He’s a billionaire and the heir to an empire that makes Vanes’ look like a lemonade stand. And more importantly, he’s my man, or he was, until that little charity case moved into his house and stole him from me.” I let out while his jaw tightened.

“You knew there was a threat against my family before you asked me to marry you.” Julian met her gaze. “I knew there was a threat.” “You didn't tell me.” “You wouldn't have believed me.” “You could have tried.” “I did.” Maya frowned. “When?” “The night I offered you the marriage.” She remembered that night. The hospital bill. His impossible offer. The conditions. The insistence that their marriage remain private. At the time, she'd thought his secrecy was about business. Now she wasn't so sure. “You knew the threat was connected to my father.”

This was with the Caelum family. Everyone in Velmora talked about them. The Caelum brothers were rich. Powerful. Secretive. Dangerous. No one knew which one Penny was marrying. That was the big reveal. Most people hoped it wasn't the eldest. The dangerous one. Rumors had it that he had sex with a woman before her husband. And what frightened the husband more was that his wife enjoyed every bit of it. To other women, he was a fantasy who made their ovaries chun. To other men, he was the cause of their wet dreams.

"Yes. You may go." "Thank you, Lissa. Thank you!" Edgar opened his arms; he was about to hug Elissa. Elissa dodged. She was still reluctant to be held by Edgar. Edgar, who had been happy, now his face was flat again. That's right. Edgar was no one but Elissa's secret husband. He had no way to Elissa's heart. At least for now. Tomorrow? After the Lebanon project, Edgar could surely be re-energized to make Elissa fall in love. For him, marriage is only once. He didn't want to fail the choice he had made.

Charlotte Hayes' POV Damien Yves Étienne is a 25-year-old billionaire with several businesses. He was the only son of the great Étienne family, who were known for their enormous economic success. But does this family have a dark secret that they can't reveal? "A billionaire, Charlotte! Can you believe it? Mr. Étienne invited you!" Mr. Lee exclaimed, smiling broadly. Mr. Lee appears to be more enthusiastic than I am. Nonetheless, I'm intrigued. I had no idea the man I met was a billionaire. What other surprises does he have in store for me? "Wait a minute... Étienne. Isn't that the owner of the Étienne Agency?" I was taken aback. My husband works as an actor for the Étienne agency. To think m