Billionaire's Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

And so, with a heavy heart and a voice that threatens to betray me, I utter the words that seal our fate. "I do." As the ring slips onto my finger, I can feel the weight of it settling like a shackle, binding me to a life that is not my own. And yet, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces and the swell of emotions, I only look for one person. The elegant lady who sat with the groom’s parents, her expression was unreadable, but her gaze was sharp, reminding me of the terms of our agreement. It was because of her that I was now privileged to wear a gown that I never thought I would, and it was because of her that I was pulled into a world that was vastly different from the one I had known all my l

Laura, grateful for my words, smiled weakly while Susie let out a sound of displeasure and stormed off a few steps ahead of us. Sorry babe, I almost called out but held my tongue. I would make it up to her later. "It's just... When we moved to Vegas, all everyone could talk about was the new Mrs Lowell. How she rose from shame to fame. And had nothing before she scored the richest man in Vegas." Laura explained and I smiled. Of course, people thought that about me. No one knew it was a bloody contract that I had been conned into by my very own fiancee. The man whom I was going to marry! He sold me to the Lowells and went on his merry way like some fucking philistine.

The room was thankfully unoccupied. “You bastard! I’ll have you jailed for this. What the fuck is wrong with you? You couldn’t wait until after the wedding to crawl up out of whatever hole you live in?” Tracy whispered furiously. “You lied to me,” Josh whined in an accusatory tone that sounded so ridiculous. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I saw your husband-to-be on TV and googled him. He is a freaking billionaire. How does a billionaire’s bride-to-be not have a hundred thousand dollars?” Josh asked. He was no longer slurring his words as much as he had before.

The car seat, everything in the car looked so expensive. Just how rich was this man? We got to the wedding venue and there was a number outside, there were paparazzi, oh not the paparazzi. Ace walked down and his guards were already on standby to stop the crowd from getting close to him. “We heard the bride is your sister, how do you feel?” “I feel great.” He responded with a cocky tone. The bride was his sister, which was why Tobias was attending. It made sense now. Tobias stepped down after Ace did, he waited for me to join him but I didn’t. He turned around and raised a brow at me. I swallowed hard and carefully got down with the help of one of the guards.

Sarah asked. "It's a long story, Sarah." Amelia said. "Tell me, I'm all ears." Sarah replied, and looked more than ready to listen while watering the plants. "Are you aware of the wedding Dylan did recently?" Amelia asked Sarah. "Yes! I'm aware" Sarah responded, "Were you there? I couldn't get to see the bride though, she must be very lucky. Getting married to a billionaire is a real deal." Sarah added. Amelia sighed, dropping the looper she held.

The sound of guests cheering filled the room, what did they ever know, blinded by the surface, never understanding what lingered beneath. I looked up to see her, faking her smile like her life depended on it. She was too timid to be true, a victim that was forged out of obligations. Our obligations. I didn’t plan to marry her, I wanted her sister. But fate had a way of intervening and the story checks out. Her bouquet was wrapped back after the wedding play.

he will always asked himself and throw the pictures of the supposed ladies pictures brought to him by his dad to choose a bride, Been the only son of a billionaire, bussiness owners,companies Manager and other source of wealth, He was forced to get married or to his dad will seized everything he had, Having no option,he agreed to get married without a bride, Wedding invitation sent to family and friends for the wedding of Clifford Brown with no bride available, But one thing is certain,he must get a bride before the day of the wedding, What happened when Rissa Williams became the last day bride of the cold, sturbon, arrogant son of a wealthy billionaire? How will their marriage life be? Will

Hadley's breathing turns erratic, and she tries to manage it as she turns towards her father, asking for an explanation. “Did you know that she has been sick, or are you just getting to know?” Hadley asked, and the man sighed, rubbing his jaw. “Have you ever wondered if you came in as your sister's substitute…that is because we can't let a sick child marry into Elliot's family,” he said, and Hadley gasped. She was able to marry Maurice because her sister was sick, and her greedy father needed someone to step in. “So you mean, I was called to substitute for Ella, not because she ran away but because she was…sick?” Hadley asked, looking at her mother, and the woman nodded her head at her.

“I thought all the girls in the file were willing to be your wife for a fee?” "I do not know, dude, but the shock registered on her face was genuine. She had no idea about the marriage and wanted to back out when she found out. I had to threaten her or risk the possibility of being jilted once again." James laughed wholeheartedly, the sound of his mirth robbed off on Cayden. Before long, the two were chuckling together. “Poor you!. No one wants to marry a billionaire like you.” James said, compounding the blow left by Tori’s abandonment on Cayden's ego and his heart.

“Um, how much did you hear?” “Just that I’m to be a substitute bride to the most reluctant of husbands there is.” “Sebastian is going through some things. That is why he is the way he is. Usually, though, he is the nicest and most down-to-earth billionaire that anyone will ever meet, or at least that I've ever met.” “I take it then that you’ve met many billionaires.” A faint blush stained Belinda’s cheek, but she ignored Carol’s statement. “So, your sister’s wedding dress is still in her room. It is already prepared, so you just have to wear it. I’ll do your makeup as I was to do for your sister.”