Billionaire Playboy Replacement Bride Full Movie Novels & Stories

Amery POV I stood frozen in the middle of the living room, my coffee mug trembling in my hand as I stared at the TV screen. My face stared back at me—a radiant bride dressed in white, holding a bouquet of lilies, with Nathan by my side, wearing that insufferably smug smirk. Beneath the picture was a headline in bold letters: “From One-Night Stand to Billionaire Bride: The Playboy Tied to an Arranged Marriage!” The mug slipped from my grasp, shattering on the floor, but the sound barely registered. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out the cheery voice of the news anchor as she dissected every detail of our so-called “fairy tale romance.”

Pulling at his shirt's sleeves, he lets his gaze wander on my body. "Let's sleep together then. I'm a pretty busy man. I don't have the time to go on a hundred dates." He sexily runs a hand through his hair. "And it's not like my answer to wanting to marry you will change after a hundred dates." He straightens his back to take a better look at me. "I like you, and the way you were checking me out earlier, I can say you feel the same. And let me tell you, I'm capable, wealthy, handsome, and well-established. Then why shouldn't we get married?" I'm unexpectedly out of words since he's making valid points. I lick my lips, not knowing what to say. I exhale as I come up with something that makes

I would check everything when I came home. "It's five o'clock, and this is today’s news. The billionaire Cassius Hemming and Kennedy Bamford, heir to an oil empire, were married today in a beautiful winter wonderland-themed wedding. Things got tense when Cassius showed up thirty minutes late to his own wedding. But in the end, the happy couple both said their I do's, and they’re on their way to their honeymoon.” I turned the radio off before the rest of the news came on. Why was Cas late?

Jasmine sat down immediately with a puzzled look on her face and Avery cut to the chase immediately, because he had no time to beat around the bush. “The woman from last night wasn’t just another woman like you called her.” He started. “She’s mine. She is Zoe Madrigal of Madrigal Hotels and she is my wife.” He didn’t fail to register the shocked look on her face that disappeared almost immediately. She didn’t stand up like he had expected, she only studied him. “You got married?” She asked and when he nodded his head, laughed out loud. “Well, that is surely a surprise. I didn’t see anything about it in the news, Avery.”

Are you talking about that rich billionaire that appears on the press and TV? I nod positively and sank further into the seat. "That's him" I mutter dryly. "Hunter the successful billionaire marries a girl who doesn't even know where she comes from. Well that can be a very, very interesting headline for the media they'd probably take it as a joke." "Well don't Ms..." "Ummm it's Adrianna Young" I mutter softly. "Yes look Adrianna don't be discouraged, because of his status keep in mind that every man has a weakness you my dear might be just his. So you're running away because you think you aren't wealthy enough to be with him?

His voice was cold, and from the way his brows were furrowed, he was just as much confused as I was. "A wedding will be held today." He says in finality. My mother's eyes aren't the only one that goes wide. "B-but Kathrine isn't here," my mother stutters. "I am aware that your eldest daughter isn't here, Dorothy, but remember that before this was a love match, it was a business arrangement, and in order for the business arrangement to be fulfilled, your daughter must marry my son." Her eyes land on me, and my body goes rigid. He couldn't possibly mean…

Fabiola. I didn’t bother to change back into my dress, I was feeling a little lightheaded, plus I wanted to leave before Lan would think of starting a fight with the man almost twice his size. I grabbed my dress from the house and left, whispering sorry to Tonia and Lan. I heard girls behind me gossiping. “Billionaires' wives, they don’t have a life of their own, they’re just like puppets." “Yeah, they traded their freedom for money.”

"Hey baby, I'm really sorry. My mom wants me to take over the family business. I don't have a choice but to end things. Take the money and live well." Before he could say more, Mrs. Smith cut in again, her voice full of poison. "You heard him. You're just a nobody. No one's ever going to marry a gold digger like you." The bride had had enough. Her anger boiled over. "Do you think I care about your stupid money?" she snapped. "I'd never marry a fake like your son!" She yanked off her veil and threw it on the floor. Gripping her bouquet tightly, she stormed over to Liam Hamilton, who was still trying to wrap his head around everything happening.

Beyla was overjoyed to be praised by the young and promising billionaire. "It’s the least I could do. Thank you, sir." Everyone watched curiously, and their eyes widened when the transaction went through successfully. He really had millions of dollars inside the card! Elio bought the most expensive wedding dresses without even blinking. How rich was he really? As for the round-faced man and his girlfriend, they were seething with rage. Elio glanced at them disdainfully. "There, I've bought the dress. Go on, hug my knees and call me Sir. What are you waiting for?"

Um, he is a businessman," I said. "What is his name?" he asked as his voice got rough. "Adrian," I said, looking into his eyes. He started looking at my face for a minute when his eyes slightly widened. "So, you're that mysterious girl who married Billionaire Adrian Campbell," he murmured. I frowned at him. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "It's in every newspaper and celebrity magazine about a mysterious girl whom the billionaire Adrian Campbell is getting married to," he said as his eyebrows drew together. I can feel his voice getting cracked at the end like he is deeply hurt from inside.