A Bride For The Ceo Novels & Stories

"Lexie Shay Dillon, do you take Zheme Mardruk Algae for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Lexie looked towards Zheme, hands nervously squeezing his. "I...I do." "You have declared your consent to the church." The priest clasped both his hands behind his back, a pleasant yet hardly noticeable smile on his lips. "You may now kiss the bride." Zheme was the first to lean in, plump lips crashing onto Lexie's with a gentle passion. Her lips were as soft and as moist as ever and just like Zheme's they moved with a slow and delicate tendency.

Michelle had arrived. She wore a red evening gown and a soft, calm smile as she walked into the hall with effortless grace. Michelle's figure was delicate, her skin pale and smooth, like an angel who didn't quite belong in this world. While everyone stared at her in awe, I snapped back to attention, smiled gently, and announced with a loud voice, "Everyone, my bride will be Michelle Cooper, the CEO of Cooper Corporations!"

“Then you become my wife in public. In private, you become a protected asset.” “I’m not an asset,” I snapped. His expression didn’t change. “Everyone is an asset to someone. The question is whether you choose the terms.” I hated that he made it sound logical. Jared’s iPad chimed. He glanced down, then up. “Sir, the press is asking about the fainting incident. And… about Miss De Vera.” My blood went cold. “What did they post?” Adrian asked. Jared turned the iPad toward me. A gossip headline: Nursing scholar seen with CEO Valezco — new girl?

Chapter 1: The Deal “If you ever want to see your grandmother again,” Clara began, her voice smooth yet tinged with menace, “you have two choices. Marry Rowan Hale in your sister’s place, or pay 10 million to free yourself from this responsibility.” The grand hall of the Calloway estate felt suffocating, as if the walls themselves were closing in on Ivy. Clara’s voice cut through the silence, cold and calculating.

Elaina showed thumbs up to the couple, Pihoo and Aiden. Pihoo, the radiant bride, exuded timeless beauty and charm in her Western wedding attire. Her white gown was a masterpiece of lace and satin, adorned with delicate beading and a flowing train that trailed gracefully behind her. A veil framed her face, adding an air of mystique to her look. Her hair was elegantly styled, and her makeup highlighted her natural features, making her a vision of bridal perfection.

The only sound was the ocean crashing faintly through the receiver. Then, “I’m sorry, come again?” Sebastian closed his eyes. “It was supposed to be one of your staff’s weddings. You mentioned it before you left: the marketing manager and one of the admin assistants. Jack and Olivia.” Joel’s voice shifted, alert and awake now. “Yeah, yeah, I remember. What about it?” “Well, the groom didn’t show up. The bride was left at the altar, crying. And before I knew what I was doing, I walked up and said, ‘I’m her husband.’”

But once I got to his house as his wife, I’d show him I don't take nonsense as well. “You can go back to your office,” he said and turned back to his PC. I shot him that annoying side eye before leaving his office. Marriage certificate signed ... .Now the CEO’s wife….. Automatic resignation from work. I didn't bother to get his permission before leaving the office to get my things to his house. Fear flared in my eyes as I met my stepmother in the house, I was expecting her to be at her boutique not at home. How was I going to pack out without her questioning me?

“I love you.” “You tricked me!” “You asked for a blind date!” she whined. “I asked for a normal man—not my literal CEO!” There was silence. Then— “Wait... are you getting married?” she asked slowly. “No! Of course not! He offered me a job.” “A job…?” I rubbed my face, groaning. “He offered me a million dollars to fake-date him in front of his grandfather. That’s it.” “Wait, seriously? That’s it? I thought he was dead set on marriage.”

She said to me before sinking into her swivel chair. "Why will he do such?" "The CEO has a wedding by tomorrow and in such a case..." My heart skipped for a moment. "Please Fiona, I didn't understand you?" I said sitting upright. "What part do you not understand?" She took out a letter from an envelope and began to read. "The wedding, you mentioned something about the CEO having a wedding tomorrow." "Of course aren't you aware? He has a wedding tomorrow and..." I interrupted her again. "Who's this CEO?" My hands clasped the table stand so I don't slip and crash in the floor.