Novel & Cerita My Rich Fiance

Amelia POV I can’t believe the famous billionaire Liam Scott who is the owner of multi companies and mansions,with varieties of cars and so on is begging me not to run away from me.Yea I did a little background check on him and found out he was a wealthy young bachelor with no parents,well his father died of an heart attack and I don’t really know if the mother is also dead. He looks so hot when begging with his messy hair and his red plump lips ,the way he said baby is so hot I can’t just help it I’m in love with him.

another female reporter said and everyone in the living room could see his handsome face on the screen. He had a beautiful smile on his face as he exchanged greetings with everyone that came his way. "Wow..when I'm studying so hard to be his partner, he had already gotten one" Jemma sighed "I wonder who is his fiancée" her Mom replied "What do you think? one lady that swims in billions and trillions of dollars, why would he want to marry a poor lady" Jemma laughed "Meet my fiancée, Erica James" they all heard him say from the TV and immediately they turned back to the TV wide eyed

“My fiancé is very private. But we are planning to marry soon.” I don’t know why I say it or why I keep saying more. I don’t know how my mouth forms the words or why my brain doesn’t stop me. All I know is that something inside me is screaming, Do something. Anything. She studies me carefully. “what's your fiancé’s name Paige?” My heart slams against my ribs. A face flashes in my mind and there is only one man I can think of, Cold gray eyes. A perfectly tailored suit. A man feared by boardrooms and tabloids alike, My boss.

finally I explained this. "Yeah, wait, you got married to Zuriel Richardson. Oh God I didn't realise that before," she exclaimed. "Is he really that rich?" She whispers and I sense she can't be able to believe it. "It's Zuriel Richardson we are talking about," I added sarcastically.

“No. But I know he’s rich. Although that isn’t the reason why I’m marrying him.” “You just broke up with Chris. How come you’re marrying another man? Chris didn’t propose to you and you dated him for two years. How long have you been seeing your fiancé?” I shrugged. “Forever, I guess.” Because Travis and I never really started dating, I couldn’t figure out the right answer to that. “Who is this guy?” “Take a wild guess, Mom. I think I’ve only known one filthy rich guy in my life,” I replied. She was thoughtful for a while, and then her eyes widened. “You’re kidding!”

“With all these... things, I think you’re preparing me to walk a runway.” “Mom.” She widened her eyes at me as she swatted my hands away from my hair, which she was still busy fixing. “It’s a date. Mind you, your fiancé is a billionaire, and he is Ricochet freaking Rosewood.” “Watch your mouth,” I strictly uttered, pointing at her through her reflection in the vanity mirror.

It was a beautiful morning when the quadrillionaire, Welbeck, woke up in his luxurious penthouse apartment. He rose from his silk sheets and gazed out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, taking in the breathtaking city skyline. His fiancee, Keira, had always been thinking about how Welbeck got the money for such a mansion but he rejected her words.

Too bad dating isn't on my to-do list for the next 6 months, not that he needs to know that so I smile at him ready to respectfully decline his offer for lunch when a voice drawled “I see you have already met my fiancee.” Richard and I both swiveled around to see Ronan walking out from his office as he approached us. He doesn't look angry though. I guess whatever crawled up his ass this morning has crawled out. “Your Fiancee? Since when are you engaged?” Richard asks in confusion, his gaze swinging from mine to Ronan like he can't tell if we are pulling a prank on him or something. I gaze at Ronan asking him with my eyes to do the honors of explaining. Besides, I suspect Richard isn't just a