Billionaire Playboy Replacement Bride Novels & Stories

I thank her and promise to give her some shares "My day was fun with the old man, and he really likes how I play and give him some unforgettable hot blowing sex, and he seems interested in me more "He finally asked me to be his only bitch after some months with him, I was so happy been with him, he has been making me happy and spoiling me with expensive and luxurious gifts, watches, and money" he treated me so well, but I can never stick to him only, "I wanted more", I want to get marry to a fifthly rich man, it has always been my dream until one faithful day, "I met Taylor Fox, the richest young play boy billionaire man, the only child of the Fox family, he was in a company with his friends

“It’s…. worse.” I scrolled. Beneath the article, a tiny world full of snakes was having a party. She was the wedding planner, right? How convenient that the real bride ends up in a coma and the planner becomes the wife. Vittoria isn’t even dead and this woman is already sitting beside Nicholas? Classless. Maya Moguel looks way too comfortable wearing the De Castello name. From a Bali event girl to billionaire wife. Teach us, queen. There’s a little girl living in the mansion too, apparently. Where did that child come from?

She asked softly, “I thought you left Jerald already? What are you doing back here? Is it because he is way richer now? And no longer the struggling young man you left then? I know you are here for the money. I can get him to write you a good cheque that will take care of you and your lifestyle. please just leave my marriage alone please” Tears were rolling down her eyes as she cried saying please over and over again. “Even when you were dating him you had numerous boy lovers whom you were cheating on him with. I am aware of all you did when you were with him. You never seemed to regard him so much then and I know you don't still regard him now. Matilda who was Jerald's fiance,”

The whispers followed us everywhere. Even after Adrian and I had stepped fully into the ballroom, I could still feel hundreds of curious eyes lingering on us. "They actually came together?" "I heard they don't even live like husband and wife." "Who is she?" "That's Celia Rowan." "The substitute bride?" "I expected someone... different." I lowered my eyes. No matter how expensive the gown was, No matter how carefully my hair had been styled, I was still the woman who had stolen another bride's place in their eyes.

“Just think of it in this way son, your idiot father, I mean my stupid husband and those ignorant children of mine have been on your neck regarding marriage and an heir. And from how you described the girl, I think you might be interested in her. So, why don't we look for her and present her with a marriage agreement? Who knows, she might be carrying your child by now.” Anastasia said happily as if she weren't pushing Nicholas to get married in a good way. Nicholas processed everything his stepmother said to him. “But it will be a loveless marriage, Auntie. What if she doesn't want to?” Nicholas said softly and palmed his face. The whole thing with the strange girl is draining him drasticall

What does hiring a wife have to do with losing an inheritance? " He's offering a hundred million dollars. " I froze. A hundred what? " What?! Why is he going as far as offering his whole inheritance just to hire a wife? " Xander chuckled , making me raise an eyebrow. "Ana , I promise you , a hundred million dollars is not even up to a quarter of his whole inheritance " Wait, what? That makes him a.... billionaire?! Xander cleared his throat, " Do you know Howard Inc.? " Howard Inc.? "Howard Inc? As in Howard Construction,Howard Motors, Howard-- " I tried guessing.

"Stupid. Very stupid. But you know how these families are. Rebellion takes weird forms." "Charming." "Right?" Scarlett's voice had that edge again. That dry amusement. "So what about it?" Her smile was wicked. "Guess who the bride is." I blinked. Processed. "Wait. What?" She paused. Dramatic. The way she did when she had good gossip. "The girl. The one his family wanted him to marry. The business arrangement girl." I turned to look at her. Actually turned my whole body. "What?" "Grace Wellington. Daughter of the Wellington banking family. Worth about three billion dollars. Been groomed since birth to marry into another dynasty."

Rode bicycles with her. And he was a billionaire heir. £90 billion. Ashford Hotels. Her father's rival. Like mother, like daughter. Elise found out her poor husband was £98B billionaire after 73 days. Rose found out her poor boyfriend was £90B heir after 240 days. Worse.

"$400M now, not $200M. Because you wore crop top. They want Bronx honeymoon story. T****k 12 million views overnight." Honeymoon? We didn't have honeymoon. We had boardroom kiss on table. "I want Bronx honeymoon," I said. "Not Maldives. Bronx." He frowned. Billionaire frown = $10M lost per frown. "Bronx is projects, Isabella. You left projects to be queen. Why go back?" "Because queen without projects is skinny model like Vanessa. Queen with projects is real. Lily never saw where Mamma came from. My mom never saw mansion. We take hospital money and go Bronx."

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…