Suddenly Married To A Billionaire Novels & Stories

he said with a grin. "Yes, I like being a sensation on the internet. You think I care about what people say about me? No, come on, I've grown past that. In Fact, I keep giving them more to talk about, you know, `` he said and she smiled broadly. She was really beginning to like this man. He has proven to be ten times better than the man she married. "But you know, I'm going to take you out on a shopping spree. You are a member of the Steels household and you shouldn't forget that your husband is a billionaire and you must dress like one" he said and she laughed.

She sat down in her bed in defeat, suddenly an idea perked to her mind, she brought out her phone and went online, to an online plaza, the clothes displayed was of high quality, it looked beautiful. The high quality gowns seemed to catch her interest, she quickly added it to her cart, she needed it to be delivered to her door step, as soon as possible, so she had to purchase it first, as to be the first customer. She smiled to her self, already imagining herself in the beautiful gown, her eyes shoned beautifully, she could already see herself standing beside him as his wife. Jeremy Hart was one of the world's richest bachelor, he was rumored to be frigid and straight forward, and of course,

Emily's POV: As I opened the door to the house, my head was spinning. Everything happened so fast. First, I got rejected at the company. Then, I was at the hospital crying. Then, out of nowhere, the man I’d had a one-night stand with suddenly appeared. He's apparently a filthy rich billionaire. And now, somehow, I was supposed to get married to him tomorrow at some place called Sparkle Green Hotel. Sounded like one of those fancy, five-star places I’d only ever seen in movies.

I’ll bring my cousins. I snorted despite myself. My heart was still a mess, but leave it to them to pull out the drama. K: No, I swear. Today was literally the first time I’ve spoken to him. Malik: You expect us to believe you got snatched up at the altar like some N*****x special and you didn’t know him before? Zendaya: Exactly. Why would the billionaire bachelor suddenly decide marriage was the move, today of all days? Denise: Hold up. Is this a marriage or like… a temporary hostage arrangement?

"It's a little late for cold feet, sis." "Not cold feet. Just... surreal. Six months ago, I was serving coffee and worrying about making rent. Now I'm marrying a billionaire in his family's brownstone garden." "You're not marrying a billionaire," Elena corrected gently but firmly. "You're marrying the man you love who happens to be a billionaire. There's a significant difference." "Your mom's right," Sophia added with a knowing smile. "Damian stopped being 'the billionaire' to you a long time ago. Now he's just the guy who makes terrible pancakes and looks at you like you're his whole world."

Three days after the news broke, the doorbell rang. I was sitting in the sprawling living room of Adrian’s penthouse, still trying to wrap my head around the sudden twist of the last seventy-two hours. On Monday, I was a woman with a cheating fiancé and a shattered heart. By Wednesday, I was the wife of the city’s most formidable billionaire. My phone hadn't stopped buzzing. Old classmates, distant relatives, and even an aunt who hadn't spoken to me in a decade were suddenly "checking in." They all wanted to know the same thing: How?

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."

Nan entered and sat beside her. They watched the news together. Maya felt distant, as though the world on the screen belonged to someone else. Just as the broadcast was about to end, the reporter added, “And in our final story, the youngest daughter of Mark Holdings, Bella Holdings, has gotten married to Damson Anderson in a grand ceremony.” Maya froze. She had been eating the toasted sweet potatoes Nan had made, but the food stopped in her mouth, her breath caught, and the world went silent. She looked incredibly hurt.

We made the arrangements just before we got married, along with planning the home. Kay and I didn't just get married for having sex all the time,which we do very well and often together with a fiery passion. We had a purpose in mind and we saw the potential in us to build that which we desire. Our union was to join forces and continue building together with one mind and spirit. Although I had heard some rumours saying, that the billionaire CEO was addicted to sex, it was all a lie. Kay's body count was 2 and he was 27 years old. I was 23, a virgin.

Marrying a billionaire is a way to discover the arrogance that deals with wealth TBC.