My Rich Fiance Novels & Stories

She needed a second chance. He needed a fake fiancée. A ninety-day contract was supposed to solve all their problems—until stolen kisses felt real, a fake engagement became a forced marriage, and betrayal threatened to destroy everything they had built. In a world where love is the biggest gamble, will they walk away when the contract ends, or fight for a forever neither of them expected?

"First the scandal with Ryan and your sister, now this… a billionaire, splashed across gossip websites, and everyone whispering about how quickly you attached yourself to him after everything…" "I didn't attach myself to anything." Something cold and clear moved through me, cutting through the old reflex to shrink, to apologize, to make myself smaller so the conversation could end faster. "And even if I had… even if I'd met someone six months after my fiancé slept with my sister and decided, shockingly, that I deserved to be happy… that still wouldn't be about you. None of this has ever actually been about you, Mom. You've just always made sure it felt that way."

If it weren't for your fiance, I would've pursued you for sure. The tears in Ingrid's eyes seemed to have stopped flowing. She hadn't expected Simon to be so straightforward about having feelings for her. He had even said that he wanted to pursue her. She gripped the tablecloth tightly, her heart pounding. Simon unbuttoned his suit jacket and adjusted his posture. "While I was requesting for you, a good friend of mine told me that your current fiance is Ms. Emmerson's ex-husband! Aside from that, Mr. Fletcher and Ms. Emmerson were childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

He became the top ten billionaires in our country. It's been almost two months since we both met, we two were so busy with our work. He was returning from Switzerland tomorrow. I want to surprise him, cause so far I never initiated anything with him like gifts, open talk, kiss even physical touch but now he is my fiance and soon going to be my husband so I feel like I should try. We didn't even go on a proper date after we got engaged. I felt so guilty for getting attracted to another guy. I want to do something special for David and I decided to arrange a candle night dinner with an open theater in the garden of David's mansion.

I signed where indicated. And then it was done. I stood on the steps of the Ministry of Marriage in a dress I had chosen myself, holding a certificate with both our names on it, trying to locate the feeling I was supposed to have in this moment. I'm married. I am Mrs. Hills. I am married to the richest, most aggravating, most complicated man in this city, and I did it for my mother's debt and to cover up two one-night stands, and this is my life now.

“Gwen! You can’t do this to me! I’m your fiancé!” I crossed my arms, watching him with a faint smirk. “Not anymore.” “You… you’re trying to drive me to my death!” he shouted, his face contorted with rage. I scoffed. “I’m not driving you anywhere. You’re the one who dug your own grave.” From the envy of everyone as the supposed “son-in-law of a real estate mogul,” Asher plummeted to nothing more than a penniless nobody. As for Sophia, without Asher to fund her lifestyle, she returned to her previous job as a real estate saleswoman.

Smart. "You'll need a suitable wardrobe, something befitting the fiancée of someone in my position. I'll have my stylist visit tomorrow. In the meantime, we'll need to develop a convincing backstory for our relationship." I studied her more carefully than I had at the restaurant. "How did we meet? My mother will ask." Angel bit her lower lip, thinking. "Could we keep it close to the truth? That you found me in your restaurant?" "And what? Proposed on the spot?" I scoffed. "No one would believe that."

“I thought you’d be regretting your actions of breaking her heart.” “Why would I? My fiance is the CEO of Bosch Group,” Ryan said with pride. “Their company is worth hundreds of millions of dollars. She owns multiple luxury cars and doesn’t eat anywhere other than restaurants with Michelin stars. Since I’m going to marry her, I’ll need to adapt myself to her rich lifestyle, so I don’t think I can come to this meagre cafe after tonight.” He took out a hundred dollar bill and put it on the table. “You can keep it even though you didn’t serve the coffee,” he said and walked away with a mix of confidence and arrogance.

said Marry, Her words stunned her, at the same time drag her to the past, making her feel inferior and helpless in front of this word ' fiance ' “ Fiance..? You know who is his fiance? ” she asked, looking curious, “ Of course. Not only me but the whole company knows who his fiance is and let me tell you, Maya. His fiance is the girl you can't compare with. She is gorgeous, she is classy, she is the dream girl of men. In terms of family background and social status, you are nothing in front of her. Even if President is currently treating you differently, don't take it to heart because in the end, he would definitely choose his fiance over you. I'm telling you this because you are carefree an

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.