Surprise Marriage To A Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The contract had a secrecy clause, how else would she explain to her best friend that she was married to a billionaire hence, the Limited Edition Car? “You better start talking Emily,” Kayla pressed, her arms crossed over her chest. Emily’s shoulders slumped, “I got married, Kayla. To a billionaire. I came back to get my things, I’m moving in with him.” “What?” Kayla screamed, her eyes wide in shock. “Is this supposed to be some kind of joke,” her best friend asked in disbelief. “No, Kay, I’m serious,” Emily said, her voice firm. “How the f**k are you married? To a billionaire? Who’s he? When and how did all of this happen?”

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?”

“I need context, Ava. Context and tea. Because what I heard…” “You heard wrong.” I stride past her toward the couch. “I heard ‘prove the marriage is real,’ and unless he’s talking about a blood test, I did not hear wrong!” “Maya.” I drop onto the sofa, pinch the bridge of my nose. “It’s complicated.” “Then uncomplicate it.” “There’s nothing to explain.” Her brows shoot up. “So the billionaire you’re allegedly marrying didn’t just proposition you through legal paperwork?” I reach for the remote. “You’re being dramatic.”

Laura, grateful for my words, smiled weakly while Susie let out a sound of displeasure and stormed off a few steps ahead of us. Sorry babe, I almost called out but held my tongue. I would make it up to her later. "It's just... When we moved to Vegas, all everyone could talk about was the new Mrs Lowell. How she rose from shame to fame. And had nothing before she scored the richest man in Vegas." Laura explained and I smiled. Of course, people thought that about me. No one knew it was a bloody contract that I had been conned into by my very own fiancee. The man whom I was going to marry! He sold me to the Lowells and went on his merry way like some fucking philistine.

Tatiana stared coldly at Clarisse. Her brothers might have been fooled by that mother-and-daughter pair, but Tatiana wasn’t. She hated them too much to fall for their act. “Don’t you already have a ‘daughter’ who is so precious, respectable, well-mannered, and far more educated than I am?” Her eyes flicked toward Oktavia. “So why marry a worthless, ungrateful daughter like me to a billionaire?” Tatiana gave a bitter laugh. “Are you not afraid I’ll take advantage of him and make all of you miserable?”

“I’m just really excited for you that’s all.” “Why would you be excited for me?” Now I’m nervous, he's got that look that always means trouble and I’m going to have to find a way to bail him out. “When you were little mom and dad wanted to provide for you the best way they knew how and knowing they were advanced in their years when you came along, they set up a contingency plan to make sure you chose the best life partner. They promised you to the son of a business partner that goes back generations. Our families have been friends that long.” He looked at me with wide child-like eyes, and he knew I couldn’t resist. “I didn’t say anything before because I wasn’t even sure if he would follow

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.

Anna shook her head when she realized she had been staring at her husband for several minutes. "Is it really possible that the person who bought Casa Valiente and gave the gift on Lola’s birthday is the same person?" Anna asked Esteban. "If he truly loves the woman," he said seriously, looking into Anna’s eyes. "Money doesn’t matter..." Her heart skipped a beat at the way Esteban looked at her. "It seems that Marcella will be the best person in the family..." Anna said without a hint of envy on her face, just curiosity. "Looks like Marcella will be the richest person in our family. I don’t know what kind of life it would be to marry someone that rich."

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.