روايات وقصص ضمن Who Wants To Marry A Billionaire

I shrugged, “ I never knew he had done so much, he gave me a tip but they own this estate, what do you think is the possibility of me ever meeting him? I don't even know what to think or believe right now.” “ That has to be the reason why his mannerism is perfect, he is the most eligible single billionaire in Switzerland, and he is single. Everyone has tried to throw himself at him, but it just doesn't work.”Genevieve recounted. “ Well, it seems he has a type.” I couldn't help but blurt it out because what was I to say at the moment. “ Pregnant women obviously because I am pregnant.” “ That has me shocked, I don't even know what to say, are you sure no one has gotten the clip about this? The

He says As we start moving to the cafeteria in the office building. "So how does it feel living with a billionaire? You didn't even bother calling me. At first I was worried about how your insemination went and the next thing I see is my best friend who's an independent career woman getting married to a hot sexy italian billionaire."He says with a shocked look on his face. "I mean I was shocked, Because he swore never to get married"He says..

"That will be a disaster but all we need is to be very careful and discreet but as for the wedding, it's happening because I can't afford to lose the deal with Mr Richard." If I am being honest, I am not just getting married because of the deal with Mr Richard, I am a billionaire and I don't exactly need him. I don't mean to brag but I can never be broke even if I refuse to work for the rest of my life. So aside from the deal, I really want to get married because of everything people are saying about me because if I don't, then it will confirm the remorse and I don't want it because to the best of my knowledge, I am a decent guy and I don't deserve everything happening to me.

Something almost like heat. “Because I want you,” he says simply. “And I always get what I want.” He’s circling me again, and I feel like prey being stalked. “We’ll have the wedding of the century,” he continues. “In three weeks. Marcus and Vivienne will be there, forced to watch you marry a billionaire. Watch you become untouchable. Watch you win.” Three weeks. He’s talking about marrying a stranger in three weeks. “This is crazy,” I whisper.

“Thinking about what? The man you left me for?” My eyes shot up to his. “There was no one else,” I said quickly. He let out a dry, bitter laugh. It was short and cold. “Don’t lie to me,” he said. “You disappeared. There was no goodbye, no explanation. I heard you married someone rich.” “That is not true,” I said and my voice was tight. “Then why are you here now?” he asked. “For five million dollars?” I felt heat rushed to my cheeks and I couldn’t look him in the eye.

i gave her a warm glance and she nods, tapping my shoulder lightly. I was ready to shed my sorrows. I’d sulked too long, crying over George, craving closure, feeling betrayed by my parents. Now I had a whole year to myself: just a wife on paper, with fake smiles for the paparazzi. I might as well start enjoying it. Marrying a billionaire was something most people considered lucky. But in my case, it felt like a prison sentence. My heart still bled, and hatred burned in every fiber of me for the man I once dearly loved. Still, this billionaire was my ladder to the top.

Yet, the specter of the hidden room loomed over them, an unspoken truth that lingered beneath the surface of their burgeoning connection. On the day of the wedding, the mansion buzzed with activity. Victoria, dressed in a sleek black gown, ensured that every detail was immaculate. The air was charged with anticipation, but an unexpected twist awaited them. As Victoria descended the grand staircase, she heard the commotion outside. The paparazzi had descended upon Sterling Manor, hungry for a glimpse of the elusive billionaire and his bride. Panic set in as the staff rushed to shield Alexander from the intrusive cameras. In the chaos, Victoria found herself pulled into a secluded alcove with

Duncan was quick to interrupt. "No, I'm not!" I snapped glaring at him. He dragged me off to the other side of the staircase. "What the heck is going on here?" I asked him. He ran his hands through his hair. "Listen, I need you to go along with the flow. He wants you to be his bride, you both are not getting married." I glared at him. "You want me to get married to an unknown person?" "It's just for show, ok, they're gonna explain everything to you," he replied.

“So, Callie, how did your date with Mr. Billionaire go yesterday?” I heaved a sigh and then responded. “Well, aside from having the finest wine, and eating a whole bunch of sweet delicacies, it was just plain normal. Sterling is a man of few words.” “Wow, that must be cool. I can only imagine,” she stated with dreamy eyes. “Lucky you, babe. But Callie, I can't believe that you are finally going to be getting married to a billionaire.” “Me too.” I sighed. “But it might be a good thing after all. Your fiance is so handsome, muscular, and above all, extremely wealthy. That would be a huge plus to you.”