روايات وقصص ضمن Testing Love: Married To A Crippled Billionaire

I'd been relieved every month when the test came back negative, had silently thanked whatever deity watched over men who played games they shouldn't win. And now she was telling me it had finally happened, right at the worst possible time, in the worst possible circumstances. It was too convenient. Too perfectly timed to make me look like even more of a monster when the story broke. Billionaire who bet on his marriage, cheated on his wife, and abandoned her when she got pregnant. The media would eat it alive.

“Oh God.” Noah burst out laughing. “What?” he asked. “You’re not excited?” “Excited?” I repeated. “For Lila?” My brother shrugged. “I mean… she did marry rich.” “That’s exactly the problem,” I muttered. Noah leaned back in his chair. “You know she’s been bragging nonstop, right?” “Oh trust me, I know.” I imitated Lila’s voice. “Kate, my husband can buy the entire city. Kate, your degree still hasn’t found you a rich man.”

"You came to my room afterward, your lip split, but still smiling. You held me and said everything would be okay. But it wasn't okay, was it? Nothing was ever okay after that." I stood, pacing the small room. "And now look at me. I married a man who looks at me the same way Dad looked at you. Like I'm nothing. A convenience. A contract." Returning to her bedside, I brushed her silver hair back from her forehead. "Remember what you said when Taylor and her mother moved in? 'Sometimes, baby, love isn't enough.' I should have listened. God, I should have listened." My voice dropped to a whisper. "But you know what's funny? Even after everything – after watching Dad destroy you, after seeing wha

Hot steam billowed into the air, filling the room with the scent of lavender and eucalyptus. As I washed away the dirt of the cellar, the stinging pain in my cheek reminded me of reality. I was married to a ruthless, paralyzed billionaire who viewed me as a spy or an inconvenience. My family was ruined, but my father’s final glare told me he wouldn't let this go without a fight.

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?”

Lance was kidnapped on the night of my thirtieth birthday. The kidnappers made their demands simple: If I wanted Lance to live, I had to strip naked, get down on my knees in front of everyone in the room. And just as I was ready to sacrifice everything to save him，Lance's flippant voice shattered the dead silence. "Alright, that's enough. Don't overdo it." My entire body went rigid. I stood frozen as I watched him step out from behind a folding screen. Aurora was beside him, clinging to his arm and giggling. She covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Did you see Blair just now? Didn't she look exactly like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered? That was priceless!" Lance casually

Straightening back up his hand snaked around me cupping my butt and lips mashed against mine in a dominant kiss. Breaking apart we resumed our walk to the front as I stared at the man of my dreams, a smile possessing my lips on its own. His posture straight and expression stolid as he delivered short nods at the familiars. For the world he was still the arrogant, domineering billionaire people thought thrice to cross path with, but for me he was the sweetest, devoted and loving husband.

“I want to get a job.” “You quit your last job so you could marry me, and now you want to go find another one? Does that make sense to you, Crystal? Make it make sense.” I knelt in front of her and gave her a wicked look. “You shouldn’t be working, my dear wife. That’s one advantage of marrying a billionaire. So suck it up and have fun. Watch me make your life hell. And don’t even think about taking revenge on me. You’re too weak for that. I see right through you. I can snap my fingers and make you cry. Imagine if I clap my hands—you’ll be shattered.”

* *Of course he is a billionaire, he would surely have more than one credit cards* If I run away right now, he would find me.. or attack My Dad. I sighed. "Hey dear, are you done shopping?" I saw the old fool walking up to me. I gave a eye roll and walked ahead of him. ~ "What's with that girl" ~"She lacks manners" ~"I dare not walk out of my grandfather" I overheard some girls gossiping. They know nothing! He is not my grandfather! I felt like yelling the exact thing to them but it's a shame on my part.. I'm married to this old man because of his money.

The room was thankfully unoccupied. “You bastard! I’ll have you jailed for this. What the fuck is wrong with you? You couldn’t wait until after the wedding to crawl up out of whatever hole you live in?” Tracy whispered furiously. “You lied to me,” Josh whined in an accusatory tone that sounded so ridiculous. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I saw your husband-to-be on TV and googled him. He is a freaking billionaire. How does a billionaire’s bride-to-be not have a hundred thousand dollars?” Josh asked. He was no longer slurring his words as much as he had before.