Surprise Marriage To A Billionaire Novels & Stories

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

He says As we start moving to the cafeteria in the office building. "So how does it feel living with a billionaire? You didn't even bother calling me. At first I was worried about how your insemination went and the next thing I see is my best friend who's an independent career woman getting married to a hot sexy italian billionaire."He says with a shocked look on his face. "I mean I was shocked, Because he swore never to get married"He says..

replied the man with a tone as if he fully expected it. "What would you think if I told you that I'm going to get married? I need to do a wife casting" the dark-haired man commented lightly as if nothing had happened. "A wife casting? What the hell are you talking about?" he spoke with a strange voice "For God's sake, what do I have to do with that?" The man's voice already sounded a bit rude. "Please, it's not a joke. I need to get the best women in this community, even if they are foreigners. Better if they are, I wouldn't understand them at all and we would have the best fictional relationship"

“A marriage contract. That’s so wild.” I smirked. “You’re literally marrying a billionaire, sweetheart. Did you expect it to be casual?” Her nose scrunched. “Can we not say it like that? I’m not gold-digging.” “I never said you were.” She rolled her eyes, but a tiny smile betrayed her. “Still… I can’t believe we’re doing this.” I tilted my head. “Cold feet?” “No,” she said quickly. “It’s just… surreal. A week ago, I was sobbing over a man who cheated on me. Now I’m fake marrying someone who owns half the goddamn world.”

Warmth spreads down my spine and suddenly I’m very aware of how hot my face feels. Nancy gasps. “Ooooooh. That blush tells me everything I need to know.” “Stop,” I mumble. “Oh my God, Diane. You slept with a secret billionaire who also happens to be your best friend’s mysterious ex and now you’re accidentally married to him.” She pauses. “You realize how insane that sounds, right?” “I’m aware,” I mutter. Nancy leans forward with a mischievous grin. “So what does Mr. Billionaire Husband want now?”

The one that stuck the most was shock and confusion. “What? That’s not possible. Lura would never do something like that! And besides, she’s broke and her family name is all full of dirt right now so how can she get getting married? To who?” He whined while I just smiled. "To Zane Ashford," I said, watching the name land like a grenade and though I knew he’d definitely know such big name, I still decided to let out the full gist for effect. "He’s a billionaire and the heir to an empire that makes Vanes’ look like a lemonade stand. And more importantly, he’s my man, or he was, until that little charity case moved into his house and stole him from me.” I let out while his jaw tightened.

She says interrupting. "Can I finish?" I pause before continuing. "And I am old-" She interrupted, "You are a multi-billionaire, you literally make people shit themselves when you enter a room, an amazing father and my husband." I didn't even realize I was smiling. "I love you." "I love you too, old man." She says snuggling up to me tight. "By the way, do you know who Leo is?" "Who the fuck is Leo?" "I asked the same thing."

Judging from the little scenario, I could tell that the lady was somewhat troublesome. As he called that name, it made me involuntarily fold my brows in puzzlement. If the doctor called her Mrs Flores, and her husband called her Trisha, did it mean that they were the...The Flores?! The famous billionaire in New York?! Oh my God! If that was it, then I was going to be paid a great deal of money. Jeez, this lady needed not to fuck the whole thing up. This was literally a great breakthrough for my family and I. Her husband walked to me, seeming so worried by his wife's action. As he stood in my front, all I could think of was, 'What the heck? A big man like me standing in my front?!'

They are drowning in colossal debts. “Mom, I can’t marry a stranger. I’m in love with someone else, and I just got engaged.” She showed her mother the engagement ring in her hand. Lucia breathed out sharply. “If your boyfriend is a billionaire that can help us with our debts, go marry him. If not, forget about him. He’s useless.” “Mom!” She suddenly stood up, and her palm hit the wooden table.

“I don't blame you, though; your life has changed; you're getting married to this billionaire, so a little bridal shower was not necessary. I would do the same too” I always wanted one but Edward didn't give me room to plan or do something. And I had no money to fund it. So I will do whatever just to get the fake wedding over and done with. “Girl you rich now, that you're having a fitting right in your house, at your convenience. I'm so jealous,” Olivia said, and I laughed. I wasn't even rich yet but I could feel the brunt of what rich people do to be where they were.