Accidentally Wed The Tycoon Novels & Stories

She squealed on seeing the diamond ring on it. "You weren't joking Rosa, how did you two meet? Have you had sex yet? Wait what I'm I even saying? Why wasn't I invited to the wedding?" She asked all at once. "Easy Sony, everything happened so fast, I was really overwhelmed and no we haven't had sex yet…the marriage was an accident," Rosaline replied. "What do you mean by accident?" Sonia asked in confusion, causing Rosaline to narrate everything to her. "This feels like a movie," Sonia muttered in awe.

"Long before I met Lincoln, I was married to Matteo who was my college sweetheart. He had those dreadlocks like you then, the nose piercing, tatoo, everything that signified that he was a typical bad boy. I loved it and was instantly attracted to him when I first met him in our freshers party and in no time we started a beautiful relationship. It was the typical good boy and bad boy love story that appeal to everyone then as they loved us and invited us to parties together. In of all these, Matteo wouldn't stop smoking and drinking, doing all of the things his father had warned him not to do. He continued and we got married, everything was going smoothly not until his parents died and he dis

Zyrielle’s POV “Cheryl, baby.” His moan suddenly rang. I pushed in my tracks, This wasn’t happening to me! Cheryl Walker, his model ex, had broken him and his business before I had stepped in. As though under the influence, I walked back into the room and pushed Lucas off before carelessly hitting a naked Cherly. “You slut!” “YOU FUCKUNG LEFT HIM WHEN HE NEEDED YOU!” She didn't get to waltz back in and style all I had put into the marriage, not after all she had done to him.

Adrian said, his voice firm and even, "don't touch my wife. And if you even think about laying a finger on her, I'll break your filthy arms." James froze, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Wife?" he echoed, tone filled with incredulity. "You married this. this construction worker? Adrian smirked, his arm wrapping protectively around my waist. "That's right. She's my wife now. So, I suggest you back off." James stared at us, his face contorting with a mixture of rage and disbelief. "You've made a huge mistake, Victoria," he hissed. "You'll regret this.

In frustration, he violently kicked a nearby plant and continued, "And I had to do what I did to her mother because she found out about the secret. For Lila, I'd do anything for her happiness. "As for Lethia, though I'm filled with remorse, the most I can do is to spend the rest of my life making it up to her with love." The sound of a falling object echoed through the rooms, and the conversation abruptly stopped. I bit my lip hard and ran back to the ward. During our globally broadcast wedding three years ago, my fiancé, Marvin Keller, insulted me and called me shameless for getting pregnant before marriage. He then called off the wedding and sought to marry my father's illegitimate daughte

He was even worse than my dad. I rubbed my sweaty palms, holding back from the urge of biting into my nails as I looked out the window. My heart drummed loudly in my chest as the tension between us increased the more the silence grew. I heard a deep chuckle from beside me. It was menacing and cold, followed by a deep Italian accent, “If you keep looking like you’re about to break, how would you survive the wedding night?” My heart dropped to my stomach with a loud thud. What?

" Aria asked again, ignoring his statement. “No, i'm not. youre a crazy bitch, after all. Your actions do not surprise me anymore. I have witnessed different versions of your madness,"Adrian said disinterestedly. "At first, I wanted to use you to get to Tyler so I could find his girlfriend and punish her... I'm sure you heard how she embarrassed me at the wedding," Aria said and paused when Adrian suddenly burst into laughter. "You could have just saved yourself the whole stress by asking. Tyler doesn't have a girlfriend. The girl with him at the wedding was someone he had hired. You wasted your time," Adrian said, laughing hard.

The mysterious groom never showed his face during the proceedings. Everyone whispered he must be old and ugly, some reclusive eccentric with money but no looks. The perfect person to dump the adopted daughter on when their biological princess Sienna got cold feet. Fortunately, he never contacted me after the wedding. Strange arrangement? Yes. But I welcomed the freedom. I built a new life, far from the Bailey family drama, never expecting he'd suddenly demand to meet just as our contract was nearing its end. I dragged my suitcase through the airport, New York's air hitting me, familiar yet foreign.

"I practiced it for three days." Her laughter echoed through the quiet parking lot. "And?" "I forgot every word the moment I saw you." "So what did you say instead?" Alexander chuckled. "I asked if you had eaten." Amara burst into louder laughter. "That was your confession?" "I panicked." "You seriously need help." "I know." She shook her head, still laughing. "I can't believe I fell in love with such an awkward billionaire." He grinned. "And yet..." "You still said yes." The laughter slowly faded into comfortable silence.

The rain hadn't let up since I had left the Whitman wedding venue, and somewhere between Brooklyn and the Upper East Side, the soggy paper bag in my passenger seat had started to leak teriyaki sauce onto Tristan's leather upholstery. I didn't care. I had been on my feet since five in the morning. The mother of the bride had cried twice, the father of the groom had tried to give an unscheduled toast, and a flower girl had thrown up on the cake table somewhere between the second course and the first dance.