Bride For Rent Novels & Stories

After some inquiring, I learned that Lana had rented my house to Zac's relatives without my consent. She herself had rented another villa outside with Zac. Honestly, I had been completely honest with Lana and had given her everything I had since we got together. For six years, I never asked her for a penny in rent. I treated her sincerely, yet Lana only regarded me as a sucker. Seeing the completely different house, I immediately called the police and showed them the deed, saying the contract was invalid, and managed to drive out the tenants.

By the time I made it downstairs, the air in the entrance hall had already shifted. Yanila stood in the middle of the marble floor like it was a stage built for her alone. Her heels clicked as she turned slowly, taking in the mansion with the kind of awe that was really mockery. “Beautiful,” she said to no one in particular. “So this is where the illegitimate bride hides.” Gaya was there too, leaning against the wall, arms folded, her expression unreadable. I had no idea if she was here to watch, to protect, or to judge.

So, with the anticipation all over, the doors of the hall were pushed open from outside, and the bride appeared in her black dress. "What is happening? Why black of all colours?" "Is she a widow? It's like she is planning to kill the alpha." "What's with the rusted jasmine? Are flowers too expensive in the market that the alpha couldn't get his Luna a better bouquet?" Everyone had a thing to say about the bride, but guess what? Neither the bride nor her alpha cared.

Beatrice also exclaimed. "That is why I called you here today. I had a long discussion with the king, and we came to a conclusion. We will pay your daughter's bride price." "What?" Mr. Rowan stood to his feet, shocked and alarmed by the announcement. Beatrice also stood to her feet, she didn't like what she was hearing. Why would they pay Sarah's bride price? It's not like she's getting married to the king. She's more like a concubine. A mistress. A vessel for the king to dump his wet seeds. Why would they pay her bride price?

I scrolled down, my finger shaking slightly. Clause 4.1: Alexander Grayson agrees to absorb Rivera Industries' debt of $450 million. Clause 4.2: In exchange, Cassian Rivera grants the hand of his daughter, Eliana Rivera, in marriage. Clause 7.3: The Bride must attend a minimum of three public galas per month. Clause 7.4: The Bride must reside in the Grayson Penthouse for a minimum of one year. Clause 8.1: Infidelity or refusal to comply will result in the immediate reinstatement of all debts.

“Ma’am Rose, the makeup artist and hairstylist, will be here in a few minutes,” the maid informed me outside of my room. I let out a deep sigh and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Tonight, the announcement will be made that Rose is engaged to the Arrogant and Rude Heir of the Mercedes Clan, but in reality, Rose is Annalise Ysia Villareal, the Substitute Bride for her fiancé.

In fact, it seems like I only see staff, there's no guests. "I called my friend who owned this place that I will rent this for an hours..." he said seriously as if what he said was not surprising. He what? He rented the whole place today? "Why are you doing that?" I asked, confused. He shrugged. "So that I can seduce you here," he simply said that made my cheeks feel red. Damn it, Javier. What are you doing to me? Why do you have this effect on me? “Did you bring Angela here too?” I asked suddenly when I thought I wasn't the only one he could bring here but I was surprised by his answer. He shook his head.

I replied, feeling a bit awkward. He ordered a bottle of wine, and we toasted our new partnership. As we ate our dinner, Alex explained the terms of the contract. We would be married for one year, and I would receive a large sum of money, as well as other benefits such as a new apartment and a personal assistant. We would act like a real couple in public, but in private, we could do whatever we wanted. I listened to him, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. I asked him some questions about the contract, and he answered them all, making it sound like a great deal. But I couldn't help but wonder what the catch was.

She was really going to be getting married. Iris was ushered outside the mansion alongside a bridal train filled with girls she had never seen in her entire life. The only person she knew was Alanna, her chief bridesmaid. Iris didn’t dare to ask where they had gotten ten girls to pretend like they were her friends. Iris gasped when she saw a limousine sitting majestically at the house’s entrance. She had never been in one before since she was born. The car was so sleek and expensive, she was reluctant to enter but Alanna had nudged her forward and she sat in the most comfortable seats she had ever seen in her life.

“Lend a wedding dress? Why doesn’t he buy one instead? Why does he have to borrow one?” “He has his eyes set on a vintage-style wedding dress, and it's not a guarantee that he'll be able to get it. After all, getting the person to lend him the dress is not an easy task. When the princess of Stoslo got married last time, she spent $10,000,000 to rent it for one day.” Cameron was shocked. “$10,000,000 for a day?” Morrison nodded. “Yes. The wedding dress requires a high maintenance cost. Let alone it's the princess who rented it. Wayne really is going to spend a lot of money this time.”