Marrying A Trillionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

She admitted something must be wrong with my hormone but she had unconsciously drilled marriage to the least necessity. A hundred billion dollars would be what I would gain with the marriage and divorce as well as forty percent shares of Konstantin’s properties, a private house at a country of my choice and protection from the public if they wanted to use our divorce as profit. I could earn more than I could earn for the rest of my career for six to twelve months and all I had to do was look pretty, put on a ring and bear the last name of most sexy biracial man I have ever seen. It was a very tempting offer but if I accepted it, my father will not recognize my other accomplishment except I m

Even after being cursed with a million grief my heart can't stop thinking about him or loving him, like a blind soul, it loves him even after all the trials and grief it is put to due to all this. "See Selene there is the place, wherein Tristan and I would be standing hand in hand together, today I will be marrying the billionaire who is talk of the town, all the reporters,, media persons will be standing in front of us, surrounding us from all sides and clicking our pictures, light flashing everywhere, and I will become the talk of the town, everyone will get to know how Mrs Mariah Tristan Jael is now the wife the billionaire in the town. I will become the hot news on every page and podcast

natatawang tanong niya. "Uh, I mean why do you know him?" "Sino ba naman ang hindi makakakilala sa kanya, he is the living multi-billionaire of all time. He own many businesses and properties, such as villas, resorts, agendas, buildings, also in a whole asia he belong to a top wealthiest man in the industry" no doubt that a media came all the way here to meet that billionaires wife which is me, a fake bride. Napahilamos ako sa mukha ko dahil sa aking nalaman.

They had to go on business trips to visit their companies based in Europe. Triana realized the Chaudhary’s vast empire. If the situation between her and Devance were real, she’d be fortunate because she married the only son of one of the wealthiest men in the world. But money could never buy her happiness with Caleb. Triana missed him so badly, and most of the time, she’d daydream about her life in the Philippines with the man she loved.

Lucky shrieked as she slapped Cherokee's arm. "I signed a contract, a marriage contract with Beck, he's giving me money, and other things, when the contract is over he will give me twenty thousand," Cherokee stated as she started pacing around the small room they both shared. "A marriage contract?!" Lucky bellowed as she got up from the bed and walked over to Cherokee gripping her arms. "So this, isn't even real? Your relationship?" "Perhaps I can make it real," Cherokee wished as she made her way to her dresser to get the last of her clothing into her suitcase.

"Not only that, but your mother forced me to sign a prenuptial agreement. If we get a divorce, I'll be forced to compensate your family a billion dollars, no matter who's in the wrong. "I'm also forbidden from reclaiming Bastion Group's shares. Do you really want to marry me, Nathan, or do you just intend to steal my money from me?" Chaos immediately erupted among the guests below the stage. "Mr. Heaton crossed the line this time. Why is he raiding his wife's family's fortune?" "It's no wonder Tiffany chose to marry a driver's son instead of the heir of a prestigious family. Although her new husband can't give her any material luxuries, at the very least, his feelings for her are genuine."

he raised his hands up as if giving up after Allan slapped his hands away. Allan sat back in his chair. Trying to sit even though he was not calm. "So what I'm saying is not to marry her for real! But offer her a contract marriage! And offer her a very large sum of money, maybe 500,000 dollars or 1 million dollars maybe, or more like 1 billion? I know you can afford it! And make sure she's healthy so she can get pregnant before a year, how about that? That's what I mean, because it seems like she needs it, rather than her selling her body, right?" Tom exclaimed casually.

"I don't need sex, woman. I didn't marry my wife for my physical needs. I married her because I was mesmerized and enchanted the moment I laid my eyes on her…" I looked at her from head to foot. I can feel the people watching and listening to us and Agatha's face is showing too much embarrassment. "And you know what's funny? I didn't even feel disgusted that she lied to me. I am more disgusted knowing that my supposed wife is a dirty woman who's willing to f-ck anyone just for money," I added and shook my head. "Now, I'm glad you tricked me. I ended up marrying a woman of principles and dignity."

"Is this true? Is she your fiancee? Then what about Miss Charity?" "Miss Charity says you are her fiancee and also you are going to be getting married soon. Are you trying to say Miss Charity is lying?" "Mr. Dylan, is this woman your fiancee? If she's your fiancee then why don't you show her face to the world? Why are you trying to hide her identity." "What family does she belong to? Which family is she from? What university did she attend? Is she an heiress too like Miss Charity?" The reporters asked another batch of questions immediately after Dylan gave his answers, they were surprised the master was openly giving in to dating a woman.

She slid into the booth, eyes scanning iris's face. “Damn. That bad?” Iris nodded and took the second shot in one clean motion. “Worse. My dad wants me to marry Marx Danver.” Her words made Dina blinked, “wait, what? The CEO, Marc Danver?” Dina blinked again. “The same. Ruthless CEO of Babel & co tech industries.,” “ That build his empire behind the back of the weaklings.” “Exactly.” Dina leaned back folding her arm. “ And your dad thinks marrying you off to him will fix things?”