The Billionaire’s Unexpected Proposal Novels & Stories

“Let me help you" I pleaded, my hands gripping her tightly. "Fine. If you're so bent on solving my problems, you can marry me then" the lady snapped in frustration, forcing the engagement ring on my fingers. "Let's go get our marriage certificate then" I urged with a knowing smile. ....... Behind the spotlight, Luisa's life is a complexity of lies and scandals. Haunted by the tragic drowning of her sister, which she blames herself for, she built walls around her heart. Her carefully constructed walls begin to crumble when a compromising video threatening to expose the death of her sister surfaces. As the past and present collide, Luisa has to confront her demons and face the lies that she's

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

She recoiled, her heart racing, taken aback by the force of his response. Neil took a step toward her, his eyes cold and unyielding. "Ivan Anderson is not a billionaire, Alysha. He's almost a trillionaire," he spat, the words hanging in the air like an ominous cloud. Alysha’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What?” she whispered, her voice barely audible as the realization sank in. The man she had unknowingly given her heart to was not just wealthy—he was beyond comprehension. But Neil wasn’t done.

She has a gut feeling that he is a cheater who would use back hand-means to get what he wants. A true business man and billionaire will come up with a good strategy to enforce his business. But Mr. Harper's plan has no weight to do so. She exchanges a glance with Nelson who also notices her point. Just then, a message pops up on her phone and she reads it. A smile breaks on her face and she makes her decision instantly. "Well, I am afraid that this proposal of yours doesn't interest me and doesn't suit the concept I am looking for, Mr. Harper," she informed him and he furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Then why did you recommend this place to him?” “I… I… I didn’t know he wanted to propose to her. Matter of fact, I still think this is a setup.” Then she stepped closer to Mr. Vindell. “And this man right here might actually be a fake. Yes, because there is absolutely no way the real billionaire would stoop this low.” A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “So I decide to do business here, and this is what I get? Using my purchased time for your pathetic drama.”

I mutter into his chest, "he doesn't act like I exist unless other people are around. He gets a new girl into his bed almost every night. This marriage is a joke." "I'm sorry," he mutters into my hair, "if I could do anything I would. Who is the guy you're marrying?" "Leon Bailey," I tell him while lifting my head off of his chest, "he is the worst person, I thought that Jacob was in my business class. I was so wrong!" "The stupid billionaire playboy?" Oliver asks and I nod, "he's on almost every magazine this month. He's the talk of America basically."

It was not that easy. “Why does everything have to do with my ex-husband? My world does not revolve around him, Christina.” “Exactly. Your world does not revolve around him. So if that's the case, you will accept my challenge. You will come with me and you will meet Josh. He’s a billionaire, too, Beatrice. Like your ex-husband. He can give you everything you want. You don't need to work, okay?” “A billionaire, huh? He's not part of the mafia?”

I couldn't let him and his mother, Veronica get their greedy hands on the family's fortune My palms clenched into fists again No, I would not give up But I would also not marry that brat, Elena Bassett There had to be another way, another option.

“Wear your best dress. You know what-I bought a gown for you already. When you get home, you'll see it on your bed. We are leaving for their mansion at 6pm tonight.” I was unable to move. I felt like a truck had just hit me, sending a wave of shock and numbness through my body. My hands were shaking and I was at the brink of tears. I felt defeated and I had no one left in the world to care for me. My freedom was already being taken from me. “What are you still doing there? Don't waste my time.” “She is so ungrateful. Doesn't she even realize she's getting married to a billionaire family. Such a spoiled brat, maybe she got it from her mother,” my stepmother spat.