Accidentally Married To The Big Shot Novels & Stories

"Instead of saying sorry, why don't you tell me what I can do to make it right?" His words left me stunned. His eyes widened, and he quickly stood up. In an instant, he was on his knees in front of me, causing my heart to melt. "P-please, Anastacia, don't do this. What's wrong? Is it because of what Dad and Mom said? Is that why? Please, tell me... talk to me..." He pleaded earnestly. It's because of your brother, Ares. I accidentally married your brother... I didn't know what to say as I gazed upon him, on his knees, begging for my words. I felt like I was being crushed, especially every time I remembered the infidelity I had committed, even if it was entirely unintentional.

Shit. I had been so consumed by my project that I completely forgot about the contract. Snatching a plain sheet, I started scribbling down anything that came to mind. I had watched enough dramas and read plenty of novels on the topic—never once imagining I’d end up in such a predicament myself. "Accidentally married to your cold boss." I smirked at my own bitter amusement as I drafted more conditions, my mind flipping between logic and sheer desperation. Just as I was getting into it, the door creaked open.

"I don't recall offering you a dime to marry me." Ava froze. Had her assumption been wrong? Was their accidental marriage really not just some warped prostitution arrangement? His expression sobered, suddenly earnest. "I hate to break it to you, wife, but you wanted all of this. Me, my world, my life as a wayward billionaire bride." His words clung to every sumptuous inch of his godlike physique, dripping with arrogant male ownership over her life. It suddenly felt impossible to breathe in this abruptly small hallway. Ava spun away, denial and rage clawing at her.

she asked. Charlotte made a face. “Even worse.” Sia leaned forward, concern was evident. “Please, don’t stress me out like this. Just tell me what happened!” Charlotte sighed heavily. “I accidentally married a man.” Sia nearly fell out of her chair. “What did you just say?” With a pitiful expression, Charlotte explained, “We were drunk…” Sia, unconvinced, narrowed her eyes. “Charlotte Taylor Hart, I want you to tell me everything… every single detail.”

She got married because he wanted her to, and as soon as he saw the marriage certificate, he slapped her. Ed thumped his chest and stomped his feet, "Yes, I asked you to get married, but I didn't ask you to marry the person you like. The person you should marry is Timothy Ryder, the small business owner of H Group!" Valeria was stunned. Timothy Ryder?! Shane Hunter?! I misidentified these two people? Moreover, she got married to the wrong person! What on earth happened? Valeria was becoming bewildered. Was there a mistake? When she saw her stepmother's gloating look, she knew that today had gone completely wrong.

Maybe you'll hear from them some other time. For now, it's about me and my family. I'm the girl who was born into a messy family, had a rough childhood and a hard teenage life, and then... One messy night, I met this man beside me, Victor Dubov. Our fate entangled, we grew closer, and we fell in love. We fought for each other, we fought the troubles in our lives together, we fought our fears, embraced our pasts, and moved on toward our future together. Now, we are here: my husband, our little baby, and me. A complete family—what more could I want from life? Nothing else. Life is full of love, happiness, and memories, both good and bad.

I swiftly scanned the flight details. "Yes, I can complete the enrollment procedures by next week." After hanging up, I booked the ticket immediately. In exactly seven days, Sophia Bennett and I would have our wedding. Today, we were supposed to select our reception menu together. Sophia sent me a message saying she had to personally handle an important client. "You can decide. I completely trust your judgment," she said. It had been less than an hour since she left when the explosive news appeared on social media, making me marvel bitterly at the power of the internet. I pointed at the most expensive menu option and told the hotel manager, "We'll take this one."

The poor bastard who made the mistake of marrying you. I stared at him. “So we’re married.” He laughed bitterly. “Oh, we’re more than that. We’re a headline. Oh and a friggin scandal. A nightmare dressed in diamonds and designer rage, don't be too surprised.” I didn’t speak. I didn’t know how to with this revelation. I'm still trying to process this rebirth thing. My fingers curled in my lap. “I’m trying,” I said quietly. “I don’t know what happened to me, Madden, but I’m trying to—”

When the Greens and the Smiths ranked at the bottom, the Hurts were at the top. Bryce had it all, name and status. In the past, I never imagined that I would ever meet him. Our worlds were far apart after all. And yet, that man was now my husband. After one drunken mistake, I kissed my way into the billionaire's life. And now, our paths crossed, and we were entangled, with a marriage certificate to seal the deal. It almost felt like a dream. I mean, after I divorced Andrian, the possibility of another marriage never crossed my mind until I made a deal with Aunt Rosa.

I sat on the couch scrolling through my phone when Soren came over with two glasses of wine. “You’re quiet,” he said, handing me one. “Just thinking,” I murmured. “About how weird all of this is.” He sat beside me. “Weird?” “Yeah,” I said, turning toward him. “Two weeks ago, I was worried about paying rent and getting my mom’s medication. Now I’m married to a billionaire, caught in a scandal, and pretending to know how to survive your world.” His lips curved slightly. “You’re not pretending. You’re adapting.”