Surprise Marriage To A Billionaire Novels & Stories

I chuckled. I had just finished the letter when there was a knock on my door. “Come in.” Fran came in. “Miss Janet.” The tone of her voice made me look at her. She was frowning. “What is it Fran?” I asked her. “Is this true? Tell me it’s not.” She showed me her phone. I read the headlines on a local news blog. Billionaire CEO Kevin Watson set to marry Gabhill executive, Janet Benson. “Son of a bitch!” I exclaimed.

"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.

"Holy shit!" She gasped, turning the screen toward me, where the announcement post was going viral on I*******m: “SOCIALITE, ARTIST AND MODEL CHARLOTTE MILLER ALL SET TO MARRY XEROS MARTINEZ: A BILLIONAIRE WITH A DARK PAST.” “What… how is this possible?” He was the scary, infamous heir of the Marinez Empire, who was rumoured to handle all their illegal dealings. How had the Millers agreed on this arrangement?

She had not even changed out of her wedding dress. It was not until the man had taken a shower and exited the bathroom that realization had struck her. She was going to spend the night with this man as a newlywed. However, she had no idea how to interact with him. What was more, she had gotten married as a substitute. She was the illegitimate daughter of a rich family, so she had married this broke man in place of her elder sister—just to fulfill a marriage pact made by the last generation of the two families and receive a substantial amount of money.

We slept together on a daily basis but little did I know he was the son of a billionaire. I was abandoned at the pulpit on my wedding day because he decided not to show up. It was at my wedding I knew that my husband to be was an heir to a company . . crazy huh?. I looked at the clock that was hung on the wall and that was when I realized that I was already running late for work . “Fuck!” I stood up And made my way to the bathroom immediately

“I’ll call when I’m on my way home.” That felt . . . domestic. But she nodded, a hint of a smile on her face as she closed the door behind him. They were clicking so well it was almost scary. Scary, but enjoyable. Was it too good to be true? She supposed she’d see when she met his friends. Just the thought of it made her stomach knot up. She was a nobody . He was a billionaire. They were going to think she was after his money, when the truth was his money just made her downright uncomfortable. Money was nice, but it wasn’t the reason to have a relationship.

I expected some kind of reaction—maybe awe or curiosity—but there was none. I guess it wasn’t a big deal to them. Sabrina is married to a millionaire, and Eunice is dating one. Half the girls here are connected to someone wealthy in some way. Being married to Jaydon, the youngest billionaire, didn’t make me special in their eyes. It was just another fact, another name to add to the list.

“Why the fuck are you laughing? I was worried about your stupid ass.” “I’m sorry.” I laughed hiding my hand. I sank onto the couch in my apartment, burying my face in my hands. Jen perched on the armrest across from me, watching silently, waiting for me to spill. “What’s going on between you two? And why am I finding out from the news that you got engaged at your father-in-law’s funeral?” I laughed again unable to help laugh at her serious look. “No, Caleb was just being stupid. We decided to get married for the money.”

I guess I was just simply caught off guard. “Don't worry, it's going to be small.” “Really?” “Yes. Only important people will be in attendance.” I scoffed. “I'm guessing a lot then.” “Nothing you can't handle.” Wow. This was really happening. Two weeks ago if anyone had told me I was getting married soon, I would have laughed in their face. Now, not only was I getting married, I was getting married to a billionaire's son. This felt so unreal. I looked at my fingers to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

In less than twenty-four hours, I'd have to stand beside my brand-new husband and convince one of the most powerful men in tech that we were madly in love. "I can't sleep," I said. "My brain won't stop spinning." "Mine either." He rubbed his eyes tiredly. "But we did the right thing. The story is already being buried by news of our marriage." I pulled out my phone and immediately regretted it. The internet was exploding. "FROST SURPRISES WITH SECRET VEGAS WEDDING!" "Billionaire Marries Mystery Woman in Intimate Ceremony!" "Alexander Frost and Emily Harrison Tie the Knot - See the Photos!"