Billionaire's Unlikely Bride Novels & Stories

I said. “You already were,” he replied calmly. “The difference is that you negotiated the price.” I took the card. Not because he told me to. But because I chose to. That night, as I lay in the unfamiliar bed, my phone buzzed. Unknown number: Congratulations on marrying into a world you don’t belong in. Another message followed. You won’t last. I stared at the screen, jaw tightening. “Watch me,” I whispered into the dark. Somewhere across the penthouse, a door clicked softly.

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE THIRTY FIVE THEME: Good enough CONNECTICUT, UNITED OF AMERICA Christopher Crawford has never felt anxious in his entire life before, not even when he had been bidding for his first million dollar contract. He hoped badly that the day would go well without a hitch and if it doesn’t then he was ready to start sourcing for another woman to be his fake wife although he doubted if the plan would work this time around.

🔹️🔹️ Crystal Russell 🔹️🔹️ The ride to Adrien's house was silent but comforting. I unpinned my veil and ruffled my hair before rolling down the window and the cool night breeze hit my face making me sigh. I looked at the night sky and kept thinking about how my life had changed in such a short span of time. A week ago, I was a financially struggling girl who had no plans of getting married. And now, I am the wife of a billionaire.

Liliana’s Point of View I could still see the shock written all over their faces as they stared at Asher and me. It wasn’t surprising. Anyone in their right mind would be stunned. After all, it wasn’t every day that someone like me ended up marrying a man like him. The man beside me was not just powerful. He was one of the wealthiest businessmen in the world. And now, he was my husband. My gaze shifted toward Gerald, who still looked like he had lost his ability to think. His eyes were fixed on me, wide and disbelieving, as if he was waiting for me to laugh and say that everything was just a joke.

She couldn't see the bride's face because of the veil but then thought maybe Venessa looked leaner than before. Unknown to her, the bride wasn't Venessa. Getting to the altar, Candy could hear her heart beating fast. What if she got caught? This man was known as the Billionaire Devil, ruthless in every ways. What if he punished her when he found out she was the wrong bride and that she had deceived his assistant just to come here? She could only pray the real bride didn't show up here all of a sudden and ruin everything. 'I'll talk to him,' she thought to herself and took a deep breath. She had only heard whispers about this man and had not witnessed his appearance before. Slowly, she looked

“Look at you. You look so beautiful in that wedding dress. The silk fits you perfectly, and the lace… it’s really lovely. You look like a real bride.” I turned slowly to face her, my face looking tired that even the makeup couldn't hide it. “I hope you all are happy now?” She stepped closer, reaching out to adjust the veil on the wedding gown. “Sarah, sweetheart, please. I know this is difficult, but try to see the good in it. Adrian is a powerful man. You’ll live in luxury. You’ll never have to worry about money or status again. This marriage will save our family. Calm down!”

she sniffle unable to finish what she was saying. Eduardo smiled again " Everything, I see everything in her, can't imagine spending my life without her and she is here" Lisa shock her head, Rich people. This was unbelievable, talking about your mistress and inviting her to your wedding, and smiling about it, he was truly a jerk. The crowd couldn't stop murmuring, this only happens one in a blue moon and or it doesn't happen at all, this was new "billionaire invites his mistress to his wedding then call it off at the altar" Lisa thought, headlines like this would be in the news for months.

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

Lowering his voice, he whispered, "It's actually a fake, borrowed it from a friend." She nodded and pulled back, her face flushing. "Yeah, uh, it looks real," she said, pulling her hand from his arm and stepping away. He was happy his little lie had worked-otherwise, how would he explain wearing a brooch worth two million when he was trying to pass off as poor? But he was also confused as his bride withdrew from him, as if suddenly shy of their closeness.