Billionaire's Masked Bride Novels & Stories

Frederick brow narrowed, “What do you mean she is no longer my wife? Camille tell him aren't we married?” Camille looked at him in disgust. “What nonsense are you saying?” A man ran into a room where Cassie was having pleasure with an unknown man. The man came closer and whispered into her ear. Cassie hold on the sheet tightened, “What has that fool done?” She grunted coming down naked hurriedly putting on her clothes. She threw a bundle of cash to the unknown man who caught it instantly and left the room.

"Let's see how long you endure, though. Freda, the truth about you will soon be revealed. Masks may only be worn for so long." The back of my neck froze, but I refused to back down. "You're not correct." His voice was low and menacing as he leaned slightly closer. "Am I? Or are you simply deceiving yourself into believing that this is all true? A public image and a marriage of convenience. Is that all there is to it, in your opinion?" Williams was at my side, his presence like a shield, before I could reply. Marcel stood up straight, his grin turning to a chilly expression.

So, good I have something to look forward to which I haven’t had in a while if I’m honest. We arrive at the place where the bridal ceremony will take place. There’s an altar in the woods and all the elders, who basically are in charge of the secret society, are here as well as many other members. Dale is here along with Gail, but they are masked. Everyone is except for the brides. They earn their masks during the ceremony as it represents them becoming faceless. Giving our bride a mask is like exchanging rings during the ceremony. I do have a ring for Rosie, and I plan to give it to her tonight before we fuck in the woods.

I head in, careful not to wrinkle to beautiful dress in my hands. And with the curtain falling to a close behind me and I start to peel off my shirt, mindful not to press onto my wound. The bleeding has stopped but I am not taking any chances with it. I do not think I can afford to pay for the dress if I stain it. I smell cigarettes from beyond the curtain. Elena is smoking. “The masquerade party,” she begins with a drawl and my ears perk up, intent on catching every word that comes out of her mouth, “is not merely a party. It is a façade for the rich and powerful to mingle, to strike business deals and to carve out alliances.”

Why is it always on a mask right since his childhood, he has always appeared mask in public. The music stopped as soon as the bride and her father walked in, she was wearing a transparent veil, so she could see through it, and her wedding bouquet was fresh falling, as she walked closer to Lauren, he smiled like he just won a jackpot, he hardly smiled, the only people who know he smiled are his family, Leah is in the hall, she had imagined, it was her not this stupid Mandy walking to her husband, her prince charming, anyways, she had to endure, six months and all will be history then she will make hers more glamour than this.

But a feeling of nervousness still lingers in his mind. Have the idea of a “runaway bride”? A very thought that made him smirk. Surely, she wouldn’t dare of doing that. It would be very unlikely. They love each other very much. This is the biggest event of his life. No one will ruin this. No one. It is an event that costs a billion dollars. Only the elite people who are known in the society were invited to such extravagant weddings of the century. A wedding between a famous physician and a daughter of a known family owning a business monopoly.

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She picked up her phone and turned around to run as far away as possible from them! Without taking anything, she ran out of the house barefooted. —At the Hotel— An average-looking man is seen standing in front of the masked man with honey tea and a slice of lemon dipped into the cup. The man is Black William, the 3rd richest billionaire in the top 10 in the entire states. He is powerful, divine, and reserved. But under the reserved gentleman lies another side of him that he indicated with his mask on. He is the rawest of the term cold-hearted, and merciless. He takes his business seriously but no one has ever seen his face.

Especially him. Damian Blackwood. The man I am supposed to marry. A billionaire whose name made tycoons tremble. Cold, ruthless, untouchable. I had seen the way he looked at me during our brief engagement meetings—like I was just another piece of asset, another acquisition. And I refuse to be bought. The curtains lifted. Applause rolled through the crowd. One by one, we glided onto the stage, gowns shimmering under the lights. Each of us masked, each mysterious, each promised to the highest bidder for the sake of “charity.” My turn came all too soon. My heels clicking like gunshots against the polished floor.

*** Meanwhile, a grand wedding took place in a luxurious castle in the suburbs of Atlantis. Sebastian Brenand was the groom while the bride was Yvette Houston. The entire place was abuzz with roses and balloons everywhere. Nearly every influential person in Country Z had arrived, chatting exuberantly amongst themselves. The bride wore a white, custom-made, tubed wedding dress that was worth ten million dollars, diamond jewelry that cost up to 100 million dollars, and a tiara that cost a billion dollars. She had a very distinguished look. Meanwhile, the groom wore a white tuxedo that cost several million dollars and was looking noble.