Billionaire Playboy Replacement Bride Full Movie Novels & Stories

Isabella just silently smirked at me, drinking from her glass. It was very kind of them to wait to order until me and Nick arrived even though we were half an hour late. We were all still chatting. Nina, I mean Mom just kept asking me about the honeymoon which I never got to enjoy but I had to lie. And Uncle Nathan was obviously not interested but all the while looked at his wife's enthusiastic self. Isabella was busy with her phone. And finally, coming to my husband, he was busy laughing his heart out to that fake Barbie stick. I sat back in my seat as I saw Mom flirting with Dad. Such a lovely couple I thought. Ugh! Love all around. Except in my life!

I was thinking it was going to be something easy and smooth but seeing who I was married to was just so frustrating. He was the same billionaire who the Italians had tagged as the ruthless , aloof billionaire. The one who didn't give a fuck about what an employee thinks of him. The same billionaire boss who sacked anyone at his own pace just because of a little issue, the Playboy himself, and trust me girls fought to have him by their sides. He was the same billionaire I had tried making love to at the stripping house but was rudely pushed off his body for reasons best known to him. "What have I gotten myself into? Why didn't I ask for his picture when she had offered to show it to me?" I he

All the girls are Mass Comm students except Zenni who's in Computer Science, and she's the only one who's not here as the girls made clean checks on Florian. "He's a Ultra Elite like us," Pasha nodded. "His mother owns Wesley Global Network in NewYork .A Private Banking Network." Jehlani said. "But his family Net worth is below Beatrice s family with two million, so why the hell is he already behaving like the richest?" Pania made faces. "Sometimes, dogs would wanna be foxes too, disrespectful. I'll teach him a lesson." Beatrice muttered, drinking from her glass of sparkling water. Zenni joined them at this point with a tricky grin.

While laughing, Maria pinched his chin, "You are the ruler, I just want to be the ruler's wife." "He..." Charles raised an eyebrow, liking Maria’s metaphor, "So, Mrs. Ruler, I will be very busy later, I'll leave the land purchase to you." "This..." Maria extended her hand to Charles, a sly smile playing on her lips, "To buy such a large piece of land, money is indispensable, I wonder how much funds you plan to give me to arrogantly buy that land?" Charles flipped a bank card onto her little hand, "Five billion, bring that land back for me!"

Asia's POV The flight from New York had been hell. All that echoed in my head was the words Gia said. “Asia dear, you can't attend this wedding, It's for elites only,take this ticket, it's a two days vacation trip to Paris, it'll be worth it sister.” She’d said it with that fake sweet smile, while Mom nodded along like Gia was already the trophy daughter. The daughter who landed a wealthy fiancé. The one who lied straight to everyone’s face and claimed she was an only child.

The man who had carried her out of that blood-stained warehouse, who had sat with her through endless nightmares, who had fallen in love with her when she had nothing but borrowed clothes and a name that wasn’t even hers. He stood on the terrace one quiet afternoon, hands shoved deep in his pockets, the city sprawling far below like a reminder of how small he suddenly felt. Liviana was laughing with Aria over some gardening project on the far side of the terrace. The two women had become inseparable, their sisterhood blooming bright and fast, filling the penthouse with a warmth that Marcus was genuinely happy to see. Liviana looked radiant in one of the new dresses Adrian had insisted on buy

"They were going to put my father in prison. I didn't have a choice. I didn't even know I was pregnant yet when I took the money—" "You took the money," Julian repeated, the warmth in his eyes dying instantly, replaced by a cold, jagged wall of ice. He let go of her waist as if she had suddenly turned into a serpent. "All this time, I thought you were the one pure thing in my life. But you were just another transaction." "Julian, wait!" But he was already turning away, his face a mask of stone. The cameras flashed, capturing the moment the Billionaire turned his back on his bride-to-be.

She slowly turned around, remote in hand, and looked at him like she was about to cry. “This is all my fault,” she muttered before tears flowed down her pretty face. He walked towards her and pulled her into his arms, tightly hugging her. They stood there in silence as the television kept going. ‘Zaria Akurst, the wife of Clyde Akurst, was rumored to be caught playing the two young men at once. According to the report, she was never missing in the first place. Instead, she's been sleeping with the billionaire and deserted her husband whom she gave her vows to. Truly remarkable, a single woman is the cause between the tension of the wealthy young men of the Akurst and Fauler family. Let's tak

“You’re good at it, the ruthless billionaire part. But don’t let it take over again.” “I won’t,” I promised. “This is different now, it’s for us. For Lily. Not for ego.” She nodded, her hand resting on my chest. “I believe you.” We sat like that for a long time. The city lights twinkled outside. Lily slept peacefully. It felt like we were finally getting somewhere. But later that night, as I was checking my emails before bed, a new alert popped up. A fresh article had dropped. The headline read: “Damon Sterling’s Ex-Mistress Speaks Out Again: Claims She’s Still in Contact with Billionaire Despite New Baby.”

“You need to see this.” He handed me a tablet. I skimmed the screen and stopped. A new article. Ricci Russo’s Marriage a Deal? Reportedly Sophia Williams Was Sold to This Billionaire in Return for Money. A draft of heat coursed through my veins. I scrolled further. Photos. The contract I had signed with her father. Details of the transaction. It was all there on the page—chilly, brutal, inarguable. A new scandal. What in the world was happening?