Marrying The Billionaire Brothers Novels & Stories

The sound of the waves behind us seemed to vanish, replaced by the tension that suddenly filled the air between us. "Marry me, Emma Woodhouse." I choked, coughing slightly in surprise. I looked at him, searching for any sign that he was joking, but his face was as calm as the sea before a storm. "What? Are you crazy? We just met last night!" "I never waste time on things I don’t want," he cut in without pause. "Marry me, and I’ll pay off all your father’s debts right this minute. I’ll move your mother to the best healthcare facility in the world, with top-notch doctors who’ll look after her twenty-four hours a day."

He had this way of making you feel like nothing, while looking at you like you’re everything he’ll ever want. He commanded everyone to leave the room, save for his brothers and I, and took one look at me before smiling, “take your clothes off, sweet cheeks.” I should have run. I was marrying Brandon the next day. Instead, I was so curious and blinded by the lust I could no longer hide while looking at their massive cocks and naked bodies, that I pulled the nightshirt over my head and let them look. I let my stepbrothers see every inch of the body I was supposed to hate them for wanting.

She was so filled with anger and jealousy as a non-friend of her daughter's boyfriend, let alone a husband now. “What about you Mackie?” Carolina faced Macrina cheerfully in order to try and coax her into getting a fiancé soon. “Sir, Williams Chamberlin loves you and he is a knight of the church”, Cecil said, smiling. “No man is worth my love and affection, Mrs. Gracefield”, Macrina said coldly towards her mom. “What do you mean by the nonsense you just said now? Don’t you know that women age very early or what?” Cecil said in a frustrated mood. “That man is way more than your worth. He is worth more than millions of dollars and he is a renowned man in society!” Cecil praised him as if he wa

Her mother advised. “You will be a wife to such a young millionaire.” Her siblings said to her and so as not to become the black sheep of the family, she agreed; at least she was silent through it all and the silence was counted as an approval and the marriage was planned. The marriage was a large society wedding and none of the about to be couple have a say in the way the marriage ceremony was planned. It was a dream come true for the family. The khitbah was not properly done, none of the young couple have any questions for themselves and those they didn’t see each other. They are children to family friends and both are from a good home, that was all.

“I guess you might, but I doubt it, because if you did, the Yvonne I knew would never agree to marry my brother.” I shrugged a shoulder. “Well, I guess you don’t know me as well as you thought or maybe it’s your brother you don’t know. Either way, Kylian and I are getting married. In fact, we were planning our wedding last night. We’ve decided to do it sooner rather than later.” Kieran grimaced. “I bet you are.” “Excuse me?” I said, raising one eyebrow. He shook his head. “Nothing. Forget I said anything.”

he said. Killian nodded once, his expression unreadable. “Good evening.” There was a pause, but my sister clearly was not finished. She tilted her head slightly as she studied me. “I suppose marrying a billionaire is one way to recover after losing everything.” That smug look seemed permanent. Several nearby guests turned their heads subtly. People loved drama, and they especially loved it when it involved the Montclairs. My smile tightened until it felt brittle. “I did not realize you came here to discuss my life choices.”

I had to be strong. Unconsciously, I replayed the offer again. Marry a man I barely know. Live together as husband and wife for fourteen months. No emotion. No attachment. Just appearance. How could I manage that? But the amount was enormous. Millions of dollars. I could clear my parents’ debts, pay my sister’s medical bills, maybe even take her out of the hospital. I could start fresh build my own business. But at what cost? I knew the world of wealthy men was entirely different. Could I adapt? Could I survive? Could I keep my independence or would I become a pawn in a twisted game?

’ Oh, he's only marrying me because he wants to avoid getting married to Sabrina. But what about Garrett? it's finally time to let go of him. ‘umm, I have something to tell you.’ ‘okay go on.’ ‘I have a boyfriend-' ‘break up with him.’ Oh, that was fast. ‘here's the contract, I had drafted some things down, go through it and write the amount you want. I left that blank.’ The amount I want. I’m getting married to a billionaire. ‘Okay, sir.’ I stared at the piece of paper before me with a set of rules and regulations that we were expected to abide by.

He was surprised he hadn’t come down with hypothermia. And now he was going to have to cancel because his mother thought that he should go see the woman he was supposed to have married instead marry his younger brother. He needed to find a date. Preferably one who would convince his mother he wasn’t secretly pining over Bettina. He wasn’t. He’d gotten over her the moment she’d dumped him for his brother when Mitchell was appointed the CEO position in their family jewelry business.

, I joked with him knowing for sure he had something to ask for that big of a demand. "You really thought I wouldn't notice a broken down van going out of a mansion, you're a fucking billionaire it just doesn't make sense, and now they're on a boat, how dumb do you think I am?", his words shocked me his real prize that was more than the money, the trip to a destination far from here was on that very boat. "Listen to this I could have your stunning sister and your beautiful wife, at the same time, isn't that brilliant", he laughed at his very own entertainment of playing a game with our lives.