Suddenly Married To A Billionaire Novels & Stories

When I looked up, I saw Clark striding over. The moment he saw me in Thomas’ arms, he frowned. Thomas glared at him and Gary coldly before practically spitting out, “You abducted my wife and were going to send her to a mental asylum. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” Gary scoffed. “An explanation? Who do you think you are? You’re not worth my time explaining myself to you.” However, Clark’s expression had changed because he recognized the man before him. Thomas Lane was among the top 10 of Forbes Billionaires and the one in charge of Lane Corporation.

spoke the man who was talking with his father. "And you're old enough to know that a man's knowledge of a business isn't determined by a wedding ring," Stefano countered, cold-blooded. "Nobody would trust a real estate consultant or a company that isn't managed by a married couple" Giordano spoke, somewhat annoyed by the tone his son was using. "I still don't understand why that's a must for a company that almost everyone knows about and sells itself." "It's important because people are interested in knowing more about the personal lives of celebrities who run big businesses than the companies themselves," the man insisted.

"My wife? " It was surprising enough that a Lanez would come to the Donald's mansion. Now she's talking about being my wife. I was indeed engaged before the accident and it wasn't her. "Yes, your family married me to you," she replied. She wasn't looking like someone who was telling a lie. But it was hard to believe. How would they get a wife for a man who was unconscious. Moreover, I was awake and she wasn't calling my family. "That's impossible and I don't need a wife! I don't even know you, how would they marry you to me!" I shouted.

"I don't recall offering you a dime to marry me." Ava froze. Had her assumption been wrong? Was their accidental marriage really not just some warped prostitution arrangement? His expression sobered, suddenly earnest. "I hate to break it to you, wife, but you wanted all of this. Me, my world, my life as a wayward billionaire bride." His words clung to every sumptuous inch of his godlike physique, dripping with arrogant male ownership over her life. It suddenly felt impossible to breathe in this abruptly small hallway. Ava spun away, denial and rage clawing at her.

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

"Well, I thought you might get bored when I leave. And I hear pregnant women have cravings, so why not take a trip to the next city? Go get some ice cream, or shop for luxury cars. You could buy a penthouse, a restaurant, a spa—whatever you want. Just stay happy." He kissed me once more and then left, his sandalwood-scented cologne still lingering in the air as I stared at the money in disbelief. My parents had always been comfortable, but nothing like this. I was married to a billionaire now, and it felt surreal to think about spending his money.

he said simply. Aurora blinked, thinking she misheard him. "Excuse me?" "Marry me," Damian repeated. "One year. You play the perfect wife, help me secure a business merger that requires me to appear... settled. In exchange, your father’s debt disappears." Aurora's heart pounded. "Why me?" His eyes glinted dangerously. "Because you hate me, and I hate you. No messy feelings to get in the way." She swallowed hard. "And if I say no?"

i gave her a warm glance and she nods, tapping my shoulder lightly. I was ready to shed my sorrows. I’d sulked too long, crying over George, craving closure, feeling betrayed by my parents. Now I had a whole year to myself: just a wife on paper, with fake smiles for the paparazzi. I might as well start enjoying it. Marrying a billionaire was something most people considered lucky. But in my case, it felt like a prison sentence. My heart still bled, and hatred burned in every fiber of me for the man I once dearly loved. Still, this billionaire was my ladder to the top. George Miller better watch his back.

“Marriage.” I actually laughed. It was the only reaction I could manage. “You’re joking.” “I don’t joke about business.” My smile disappeared. “You want me to marry you?” “For one year.” I stared at him. “You don’t even know me.” His expression didn’t change. “I know enough.” “And why would a billionaire need to marry a woman whose company is about to be taken by the bank?” “Because I need a wife.” “You have women throwing themselves at you.” “I don’t want one of them.”

"I never had a choice, if you were in my shoes there is nothing you can do, my father got into a stupid deal with Michael Kent and I was forced to marry his son and here I am married to a person I have no feelings for" "Wait, wait, did you just say Michael Kent? does that in any way means you are married to Bill kent the most eligible bachelor in New York? Avery asked with a loud voice. "Yes am married to Bill kent what is so special? Nelly asked and rolled her eyeball. "Oh my world, Nelly you are married to Bill Kent the youngest billionaire in the whole of New York, you are so lucky, gosh I envy you, Avery said to Nelly raising her voice.