Who Wants To Marry A Billionaire Novels & Stories

Ethan Blackwood spotted with mystery florist wife at Claridge's. Sophie screamed so loud the baby started crying again. "OH MY GOD! YOU MARRIED A BILLIONAIRE BY MISTAKE?! ELISE CARTER, YOU LUCKY BITCH! AND YOU LEFT HIM?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!" "I didn't leave him because I don't love him! I left because he lied to me! He made me think he was poor! I worried about his salary! I saved half my sausage for him!" Sophie hugged her. "Oh, honey. He lied because he loves you. Rich men do stupid things when they are in love. My husband lied about his height and he's only 5'6. Your husband lied about £98 billion. It's the same."

“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

Sophie's POV The headline landed like a slap I’d been waiting to deliver. **Ashford Heiress Buys Her Way to Love? Sources Say Sophia Ashford's Sudden Fiancé Is a Paid Prop** I refreshed the page three times before breakfast, watching the view count climb. Two million already. Comments pouring in—some swooning over the kiss, most laughing at the “paid prop” angle. Perfect. I sipped my latte on the terrace of Mother’s estate, phone in one hand, manicured nails tapping the screen. The kiss photo was everywhere: David cupping her face, Sophia leaning in like she actually meant it. Pathetic. Desperate.

And so, with a heavy heart and a voice that threatens to betray me, I utter the words that seal our fate. "I do." As the ring slips onto my finger, I can feel the weight of it settling like a shackle, binding me to a life that is not my own. And yet, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces and the swell of emotions, I only look for one person. The elegant lady who sat with the groom’s parents, her expression was unreadable, but her gaze was sharp, reminding me of the terms of our agreement. It was because of her that I was now privileged to wear a gown that I never thought I would, and it was because of her that I was pulled into a world that was vastly different from the one I had known all my l

"I believe we know each other quite intimately." "It still doesn't count." I answered stubbornly. "We barely know anything about each other. A marriage should be more than a business proposal. There should be something. Love, attraction, anything but this... farce you're suggesting." “I do not need you to love me.” He rebuts coldly. “I want you to marry me. Besides going by that delectable flush on your skin I can say there certainly is attraction." “I do not want to, Mr Bolt.” I reiterated, flushing even deeper much to my dismay, in case the stubborn asshole hadn’t understood my view on the subject. "There's nothing you can say to convince me otherwise."

A giggle escaped Ana's mouth, perplexing Richard, who questioned, cocking his head a bit to the side, "It sounds weird I know since capturing a billionaire is not picking a flower from a garden." "No, it is not because I will not have a chance with the Billionaire. What surprises me is that people usually assume that if a woman has an incredible dream, she will seek out a wealthy man. Besides, I do not mind telling you that marriage is something I loathe to the core." "Then what is the future of your relationship, which you have talked about in front of me as if marriage with that guy is just a fantasy you were born with?"

She even went as far as sacrificing her own happiness for it. “You never even want a marriage from the start, do you?” Caspian asked. “I don't want anything that’s not you two,” she shrugged. “I only ever want you two…” Killian’s heart swelled at her words. It was like all his prayers had been answered. All that pain and agony from three weeks ago was nothing compared to this joy of being wanted by the person he wanted the most. “Okay, then you don’t need to marry anybody,” Killian declared. “You can just be with us,”

Her phone was taken away as soon as the wedding processes started. She wanted to scream, fight, run away but she could not. Why did all of this have to happen to her? Her parents never care about anything but money. More money even. She heard a few times that her mother cried when she realised she was carrying a female. Her. They both wanted a male who would grow up and take over her Grandfather's Company. Seeing Cassandra is the only available ticket now to get what they had both longed after, they care not if she'll be marrying a man she didn't love. Haven't met. But all that changed tonight.

We made the arrangements just before we got married, along with planning the home. Kay and I didn't just get married for having sex all the time,which we do very well and often together with a fiery passion. We had a purpose in mind and we saw the potential in us to build that which we desire. Our union was to join forces and continue building together with one mind and spirit. Although I had heard some rumours saying, that the billionaire CEO was addicted to sex, it was all a lie. Kay's body count was 2 and he was 27 years old. I was 23, a virgin.

How my parents made a pact with Adrain's parents and how they told me, and that am also getting married in two weeks. "You're getting married to Adrain Stone?" She looked at me like have grown two heads "Um... yeah?" I wonder why she was freaking out about him instead of the fact that am getting married. "You mean the hottest and most successful billionaire? The second richest man in America, Japan, Dubai, new Zealand and many more?" She asked already in a usual excited mood. I'm glad she's okay now but what is she ranting about "Don't tell me you don't know. Haven't you seen the news" she asked shaking me by my shoulders