The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Romane & Geschichten

"Do you understand why you're here?" "No, actually. Your officers mentioned fraud and coercion, but I haven't done anything illegal." "That remains to be seen." She pulled out a document, my marriage contract. "Explain this." My stomach churned. "It's a marriage contract. Where did you get that?" "Answer the question, please." "It's exactly what it looks like. Alexander and I entered into a contractual marriage arrangement." "For money." "Yes. Three million dollars over two years, plus medical expenses for my mother."

“There are a couple of reasons why she probably did this. It’s all speculation and none of us knew until after she passed. Reece didn’t even know until he called me about marrying you two tonight.” “We can talk about all of that later. It’s late and my bride needs her beauty sleep. I do not need my stylists fighting sleep deprivation tomorrow getting her ready.” Brandon snaps at us. “Get these two married so I can get her started on the dog and pony show for tomorrow!” We all laugh. I have no objections to the agreements and I assume neither does Reece since he helped rewrite them. “Okay, let's do this.” I smile at Reece Max made sure to go through everything and that I understood all of the

She said, a deviant glint in her eyes as she glanced at Hussein who seemed to have a lot to say but chose to say nothing. “Interesting”. I said, not at all referring to her suggestion but the building tension between them. “Keep going”. “Yeah? What would she name it then?”. Hussein asked dryly. “Champagne Royale Kassem?”. Sarcasm was thick in his words. Zarah laughed and nudged his arm playfully. “I can’t wait for the wedding, you guys are gonna look perfect together, I have a feeling you’ll be taking couple of the year from us”. She said.

Just that tired, empty kind of smile people wear when they’re done pretending not to be hurt. The phone buzzed again. This time it was Jenna from work. Then Simi. Then a number I didn’t recognize, probably some journalist with a sleazy blog. I pressed the phone down against the table and took another sip. Everyone had seen it. The headline still burned behind my eyes: "Married Billionaire Caught Kissing Ex-Fling at Private Resort—Where Was His Wife?" The answer was simple: I was there. In that same damn resort. A few rooms away, humming while I shaved my legs and laid out the lingerie I’d bought just for him.

I pointed out curiously. "Bridget has been going nuts lately, I heard she has been trying to dispose your properties illegally but I stopped her, so it doesn't matter anymore and also she contradicted herself, she said your husband is after your money which is very impossible because from my research, you husband is a billionaire and he doesn't need your money and also, I don't see you as someone that will go to that length." I am glad that he doesn't believe her but he is wrong about me, I am that girl. I was really desperate to make sure that Bridget didn't end up with the inheritance and I agreed to a contract marriage, I am just lucky that we ended up falling in love.

She asked genuinely curious. Blair let out an exasperated sigh. "She's pretty, Mom, we can't keep denying that fact. If he marries her, she'll manipulate him into giving her all his wealth, and I'll just be forgotten," she explained, her voice rising with frustration. "If she should marry anyone, it has to be someone of a much lower status." Raven's heart pounded in her chest as she absorbed the shocking admission from her sister. Lenora’s expression softened as she reached out to touch Blair’s arm. "That's not a problem, darling," she said soothingly. "You'll have the Barrett family's wealth, so you have nothing to worry about."

“He may threathen to disown you and take everything away from you. What will you do then?" “How did you know he'd do that? Actually, he has already threatened me." Nate said, shaking his head. Vine let out a deep sigh. “That's what happened to my grandmother. She is the only daughter of a large business tycoon. Her father wanted her to marry someone. But he wasn't interested in her. So he begged her to run away from him on their wedding day, so it'll look like she ditched him and then, he can marry who he loves. My grandmother, being the kind soul she is, agreed to it and didn't show up for the wedding.

While laughing, Maria pinched his chin, "You are the ruler, I just want to be the ruler's wife." "He..." Charles raised an eyebrow, liking Maria’s metaphor, "So, Mrs. Ruler, I will be very busy later, I'll leave the land purchase to you." "This..." Maria extended her hand to Charles, a sly smile playing on her lips, "To buy such a large piece of land, money is indispensable, I wonder how much funds you plan to give me to arrogantly buy that land?" Charles flipped a bank card onto her little hand, "Five billion, bring that land back for me!"

Beth ask making me give her a signal but she ignores it and look at Vanessa "What's her problem and her freaking business?" I sigh. Vanessa look at me. "Edwin will not marry you" "Says who? You?" Beth ask making Vanessa close her eyes and clench her jaw. Beth is really getting on her nerves. "He won't marry you because you know why?" Vanessa ask. "Cause you are a no body. A complete nobody. Even if the pregnancy is his, once he finds out that you are just an abandoned property that my dad picked up by the road side and took you in he will not marry you"

And I never thought I'd be getting into a fake marriage in my life. It's something I read about in Chloe's romance books. It's not real...it doesn't happen in real life but here I am, fake marrying one of the richest men in the city for a million dollars. Nothing can be crazier than this. I noticed that everyone was looking at me just then, do they think that I am going to bolt? "I do"