Novel & Cerita Marrying A Trillionaire

“So, Callie, how did your date with Mr. Billionaire go yesterday?” I heaved a sigh and then responded. “Well, aside from having the finest wine, and eating a whole bunch of sweet delicacies, it was just plain normal. Sterling is a man of few words.” “Wow, that must be cool. I can only imagine,” she stated with dreamy eyes. “Lucky you, babe. But Callie, I can't believe that you are finally going to be getting married to a billionaire.” “Me too.” I sighed. “But it might be a good thing after all. Your fiance is so handsome, muscular, and above all, extremely wealthy. That would be a huge plus to you.”

“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 said, feeling overwhelmed. "Tell me, what happened?" he asked, sounding curious. "They want me to get married," I blurted out. Matt laughed. "Adeline, that's pretty common among wealthy families. Who's the lucky guy?" "Tristan von Miller. He's the heir to the Von Miller corporation. I have no idea who he is, and I'm told I have to marry him," I said, frustration evident in my voice. Matt chuckled again. "The Von Millers are really wealthy, Adeline. It doesn't sound too bad. Maybe give it a chance. You might not hate it as much as you think."

Her voice went high, confused, almost offended on my behalf. I shrugged, trying to breathe through the pressure building in my chest. “I don’t know. But the lawyer said that if I refuse to marry Caleb within seven days, he will get all his inheritance. If Caleb refuses, I get everything. We have to get married and have a boy child within a year of being married so that if anything happens to us, he can take over the businesses in the future." Jen stared at me, blinking repeatedly. “Emily, I am extremely confused. Do you mind telling me what happened, again? You're saying you are expected to marry a stranger and have a kid with him?" I nodded, burying my face in my hands, feeling overwhelmed.

Tricia neared Emily whose face still contoured in confusion at Tricia's reaction. "Emily you got married to a billionaire. In fact, he owns the major companies spread all round Asia and he is also the owner of INC CORP" INC CORP was one of the biggest producing company in the city. Business men were dying to invest with them. "You should be happy. Didn't you see the reaction at the restaurant the other day when he came. Emily you hit the Jack pot" Emily silently listened while Tricia rattled on. "I don't care if he is rich or not. Our marriage is a contract and when it ends I'm gone"

"AM innovations head Abhiman Malhotra.. means my husband who has been helping my mom in our business. Oh god! How come I didn't know about it yet? He is a billionaire and one of the richest men in Mumbai. Then why mom explained him as a village man? Why she kept this matter from me?.", I held my head in my hands as my body shuddered against the door terrified by the truth. "When he is a billionaire, handsome and have a lot of girls dying behind him. Then why did he want to stay in the marriage with me? He could have get any woman at his feet with a snap of a finger, but still he prefers to keep our forced childhood marriage instead of those billionaire girls who are mad all over him.", I clu

How my parents made a pact with Adrain's parents and how they told me, and that am also getting married in two weeks. "You're getting married to Adrain Stone?" She looked at me like have grown two heads "Um... yeah?" I wonder why she was freaking out about him instead of the fact that am getting married. "You mean the hottest and most successful billionaire? The second richest man in America, Japan, Dubai, new Zealand and many more?" She asked already in a usual excited mood. I'm glad she's okay now but what is she ranting about "Don't tell me you don't know. Haven't you seen the news" she asked shaking me by my shoulders

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,

, I asked and she looked at me humiliated. "This is supposed to be the wedding of the century, no offense, but I have over 2,000 guests and no food, but I will never resort to some smelly cod", she pouted and I understood what she was saying. The whole world was waiting for the ultra famous model to be married to the ultra rich businessman, it was just rich marrying rich, which meant money was definitely going to be thrown around. For my wedding everyone was wondering who I was, to the public I do look like a boarding school rich kid, that had never really had parents. But I was hidden from the media, so the world was wondering who is the girl he's marrying.

If someone had told me a week ago that I’d fly to Miami for a quiet holiday and end up accidentally marrying a woman I met after she spilled coffee on me, I’d have laughed them straight out of the room. But here we are. All I wanted was a break from my family's responsibilities — the suffocating expectations that came with being Eric Macmillan, heir to Macmillan Holdings. My father, Richard Macmillan, is the kind of man who cares more about net profit and handshakes with the royal family than anything else. But his recent arrangement is one that I'm not consenting to no matter the consequences. I hailed a cab, and we slid into the backseat. She sat stiffly beside me, clutching the marriage c