Novel & Cerita Accidentally Wed The Tycoon

The Billionaire’s Wife by Mistake is a deep romantic novel that delves into the depths of the human soul and explores the journey of a young woman named Eliana Rossi, an Italian artist who inherited from her father a spirit of creativity and love for colors. Yet, she finds herself forcibly confronted with a harsh reality that imposed upon her a decision she never chose—a contractual marriage with Alexander von Reinhardt, the cold billionaire and sole heir to a vast financial empire. The novel begins in London, where Eliana spends her days in a small workshop restoring antique paintings, trying to preserve her father's legacy and his love for art amid heavy debts and financial burdens thre

she sang, twirling toward the couch. I rolled my eyes. “Good for you. Meanwhile, your supposed groom just called off the wedding and said he wants to marry me instead.” That wiped the smile off her face. She froze mid-step, tossed her bag on the sofa, and blinked. “Wait, hold up, he agreed to call it off?” “Yep,” I said, leaning against the counter. “He figured out I wasn’t you. And then he decided to act like some billionaire god who can say whatever he wants.”

"She set the wedding date. You know when it is?" He stared silently. "The same day as mine." For a second, he just looked at me in confusion. Then his head tilted and a slow, dangerous smile touched his lips. It held no warmth. "No shit. Who’s the unlucky bride? Don't tell me you're hitching up with that whore everyone's fucked except me, of course. Couldn't you find a better bitch to plant your fucking seed in?" The dig was meant to wound. And it did. "This isn’t about me, Tyler."

"No, you don't. You lied. I'm just the girl everyone uses. Thank you for rescuing me and staying with me, but you don't have to stay here any longer. Go home to your fiancé, I'm sure that she isn't happy that you are here with me." "I didn't lie to you and I sure as fuck didn't use you. You left before letting me explain. She isn't my fiancé. That was my parents doing and I didn't know they were going to announce that. Hell, I thought I had sent her back home to her father. I'm also not sure who sent you that information, but Ally was not and is not my fiancé. Remember when we got married and we said it was a marriage of convenience; I lied about that. I married you because I was in love wit

He didn't understand why she'd keep choosing to put herself in that position. So Tyson decided. If Lyra still insisted on marrying Alex, he'd kidnap her from that altar and disappear. Yes, it was reckless. Possessive. Completely insane. But leaving her with Alex wasn't an option anymore. He'd returned from his emergency Russia trip on that wedding morning and was headed to the church when he suddenly saw her outside—and accidentally hit her with his car. While she slept in the hospital, Dale had made another contract draft. He'd advised Tyson to offer Lyra a deal before acting rashly.

Ian was sure she had another friend's daughter she wanted him to marry. He considered it a waste, he hadn't slept a wink in two days. If he continued like this he would just make whoever he married a widow. A rich one, but a widow nonetheless. "Whoa. I was so wrong about your wife", Yu Zhen said, shoving the phone in Ian's face. Ian very nearly punched him off. He should really learn how to give a man a phone. Ian's eyes skimmed through completely hidden records and felt a grimace form on his face.

Then I bursted out laughing so hard that I was sure it sent chills through their body. “Ah, there it is. The truth I had been looking for all along. Damon isn't worried about me or you, Sabrina. He is just worried about the headlines” I said as I turned my back against him, walking slowly to the sofa and I sat on it with deliberate ease. “Business mogul Damon Thorne was caught harboring a gold digger thief. That is a nice headline to it, don't you think so?” I asked and Damon's eyes burned into mine as he stepped closer to me. His voice dropping into a plea he probably thought I would never hear.

“... I made a commitment, and I intend to honor it. Our marriage may not have worked out, but I won't renege on my obligations.” Without breaking eye contact, he orders Mr. Weston, “Transfer $50 million to her account. Keep the transaction confidential. I don't want this to make headlines.” “If you want to restore some honor, acknowledge that I was more than just a transaction to you and don't try to buy me off, Andrei.” “Mr Weston, double the amount.” My buttons are glowing like neon signs at a dive bar, and Andrei’s fingers are the aggressive drunk looking for a fight.

Julian read the headline: "EXCLUSIVE: THE BLACKOUT WEDDING. Sources confirm billionaire Adrian Whitmore and Arabella Ashford were officially married two days ago in an ultra-private, highly secured location in the Hudson Valley, completely outsmarting high-society observers. The new Madame Whitmore is reportedly resting comfortably at an undisclosed honeymoon estate." The phone in Julian Vance’s hand felt suddenly hot and heavy as the bold text of the headline flashed like a physical blow. ...completely outsmarting high-society observers. The new Madame Whitmore is reportedly resting comfortably at an undisclosed honeymoon estate.

Amira was quick to find the TV remote control which she threw on the ground, she picked it up and turned on the TV. "JAYDEN HAWTHORNE AND MARINA JONES WEDDING CALLED OFF RIGHT ON THE ALTAR. " "MATINA JONES GOT MARRIED TO ANOTHER MAN RIGHT ON THE ALTAR." "JAYDEN HAWTHORNE THOUGHT HE WAS AN ORINXE AND COULD DO WHATEVER HE WANTED BUT A WOMAN PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE." "WEDDING OF THS CENTURY MY FOOT, THIS SHOULD BE CALLED EMBARRASSMENT OF THE CENTURY."