Novel & Cerita Accidentally Wed The Tycoon

"Oh, no. No, no, no. Do you even know what you just did?!" I opened my mouth to answer, but she wasn’t done. "Kurtis freaking Otias! That’s the richest bachelor in Kenya—the only son of Martin L. Otias! One of the biggest tycoons in this country! Do you have any idea how rare this man is?!" I could only nod. Genny sucked in a deep breath, pacing the living room as if the weight of my marriage was too much for her to handle. "Okay, girl," she exhaled sharply. "What have you done?"

abrupt, don't you think? I anticipated my parents' candor, knowing they'd scrutinize anyone they suspected of pursuing me for my wealth. Our family's legacy was their paramount concern; they wouldn't compromise the esteemed name for anything. My personal fortune was of little consequence to them, but I was duty-bound to uphold the family's honor and prestige. Bianca's grip on my hands tightened as she spoke. "Life's full of surprises, and ours is one of them. Hayes and I wanted to keep our relationship private, so we didn't tell anyone. It just... happened effortlessly. We connected, and everything clicked."

"No love lost for recluse media CEO." The internet will burst to the seams with memes about me. What an embarrassing fate for a media CEO, to be bait for a media shark frenzy in the worst possible way - getting ditched at his own wedding. My mind wandered to the day this fiasco all began. Victory had gotten pregnant by accident. Then, my family found out, also by accident. We had to tell her parents afterwards, not wanting them to find out by accident just like mine did. Then Edward demanded that we marry.

My best friend screeched, shaking her head. "It's not a real date. We're not dating. Just sex." I reminded her. "Still, you both are married for fuck's sake! And you're married to a public figure too! God forbid, the wealthiest billionaire's new wife is seen wearing cheap stuffs and looking out of place. You better get used to your new status, at least for the next one year. If he's taking you to a fancy restaurant, and not a club, I'm assuming you'll be sitting down, which means, no open-toed shoes. They're the easiest to trip on. Wedge heels are safer and the best option, if you ask me. If the restaurant is too fancy, wear closed-toe high heels. I can't believe I have to tell you all of th

Anyway, it benefited us though—or at least, Madeline. “Thank you so much, Tysha! You have no idea how much you helped me convince Mr. Colterzon!” Happiness and relief were evident in Madeline’s voice. I smiled, my insides doing a nervous jitterbug. “You’re welcome,” I replied, my voice slightly too high-pitched. But deep down, I was already regretting my life choices. Gosh! Why did I agree to this? An island getaway with Rue—my billionaire ex who could make a cactus blush—was like signing up for a rollercoaster ride with a broken seatbelt!

he said gently, “I’m sure he just got caught up in something important. He’ll come.” Always the excuses for the past two days. I gave him a small smile. Fake. So fake it hurts. “Yeah,” I murmured, reaching for my phone. “Probably.” I opened the screen. There it was. The headline. Catherine Monroe Involved in Minor Accident — Billionaire Alexander Donovan Seen Rushing to Her Side And there was the picture. Alex. Holding her hand. Carrying her into the damn hospital like some knight in shining armor. My fingers trembled.

And the moment she saw the screen— Her stomach dropped. Headlines. Articles. Photos. Her. Adrian. Last night. Holding hands. Standing close. Looking— Too real. “Kingsley Marriage in Trouble?” “Business Alliance or Personal Scandal?” “Insiders Question Stability of Carter-Kingsley Partnership” Her grip tightened. “This… this just came out?” she asked. Daniel nodded. “Early this morning. It’s everywhere.” Of course it was. Because Lena didn’t make quiet moves. She made damage.

I had painted my parents as heartless, myself as a jealous sister who banned her own flesh and blood from her wedding, and my nephew as an unwanted stranger. I felt a momentary flash of panic. I had intended to come here and solidify my place as the new Mrs. Windsor, but instead, I had accidentally opened the door for Katia to walk right into the center of the family. If they started bringing Aiden around, they would be bringing Katia around. And if Katia was around, Julian would be looking at her instead of me.

“No wonder he was so worried about finding you. I knew something was wrong somewhere. Why would I want to run from a privilege like this.” He looked at me, I held my breath a little. The glint in his rays, the surging power of a beta tingled my skin. “Mrs. Whitaker. I don't know why anyone would mistake something like this but on an auspicious day a lady had a collision with The Alpha who was the crown prince's car while running away from her wedding out of anger, one thing led to the other and they ended up in the hotel . He met this girl dressed in a wedding gown and playing mischief around him, because of the car incident,he being a type to like games, agreed to play with this girl and en

"It's about to get worse. We need to go to New York. My family is expecting to meet their new daughter-in-law." "I can't just—" "You don't have a choice," Diego cut her off. "Vincent's bounty is real. The only thing keeping you alive is being recognized as my wife." He ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "Believe me, this isn't what I wanted either." Sarah stared at the wedding ring on her finger, at the marriage certificate on the rumpled bed, at the man who was now, legally, her husband. One weekend in Vegas had turned into a matter of life and death.