Ceo's Substitute Bride Alyssa Novels & Stories

He reached for his phone and answered without checking the screen. “Alyssa was seen flying to Australia yesterday. And from what I gathered, one of Jairo’s errand men were seen buying some pregnancy kits right before she took off. So I’m guessing…” Salvatore straightened abruptly, tension slicing through his body. “She’s pregnant?” he demanded, voice rising, the calm cracking. “That’s not all, sir. Fernando Webster seemed to be fishy lately, an announcement was made to let go of Jairo’s company shares and alluding the joint company…”

Alyssa yelled as I raised an eyebrow. “Meeting what meeting?” I asked as Alyssa rambled about how we purposely left her out of the sibling news loop. “I thought Briar told you, well oops anyways, why should I tell you since you did not even call me to tell me everything goin gon when I am the Crossroads’ Queen’s protege!” Alyssa shouted as I smiled at her slightly. I leaned back against the pillows, racing to catch up with her words. “Look, Alyssa,” I began, trying to keep my voice steady. “It’s not like we intentionally excluded you. Things happened so fast—” I tried to explain.

“All our problems will be solved if Elena got married to Asher in my place. With their influence, Dad, you can get your company back and we don’t have to worry about getting blacklisted or being harmed. It’ll be a win for us all, and everyone will be happy.” “Wait what? What the hell are you talking about?” I looked simultaneously at their faces, confused. “Julia is right.” Janet nodded as she wiped off her tears, turning to me. “Elena, you have to be the substitute bride and get married in your sister’s place to Asher Walton.”

"The two of you? Out here under the moonlight, whispering sweet nothings. Using pillow talk to consecrate your betrayal?" Caleb rose from the bench, his voice firm. "Watch your words, Liza. You have no idea what you're talking about." Yet, Caleb didn't realize that spite drove her, an eagerness to wedge misery anywhere she could. Caleb's mind and heart just couldn't fathom seeing the world through Liza's lens. Sensing leverage, Liza continued, "Just wait until I tell Dean! But maybe I'll let the party know first what the Alpha's new bride is up to. Then one of them can break the news for me, saving me the dirty work."

Walking to the front of her, I bent my knees slightly and kept my face at the same level as hers, saying, "Hello, my name is Alina Jetson. I'll leave my wedding dress to you." After that, I extended my hand. The designer was a little surprised by my behavior. She revealed a good looking smile, held my hand, and said, "My name is Eunice Stanton. You can rest assured that I will design the best looking wedding dress for you."

Just before I came to the observatory last night, I had asked Mateo to research Alpha William's family, his daughters, and everything and then get back to me. This morning when I went to get her coffee and cookies, he showed me what he had found and just like suspected, my beloved wife was not the bride I was meant to be wedded to in the first place. She was the other sister, Clara Williams. Cassandra Williams had not been seen since the day I got married. It was at that moment I started fixing the puzzle pieces. Cassandra Williams, my supposed bride had run away on our wedding day and Clara was asked to take her place and marry me. Now I could see why she despised me at the beginning. The r

Allison was the second person who Irina had reached out to immediately she could, and she'd rushed down with tons of provisions. Irina snacked on one of the sandwiches that Allison had brought her, while contemplating the issue. Neo McKinney had asked her to be his bride in place of her now comatose sister, because he apparently needed a bride to seal his seat as CEO at his father's company, but she didn't know if she wanted to do it. “Okay, then, let's say Anna's part of this thing is settled, then what about Zachary?”

“You’re my wife… aren’t you?” Axel said again, his voice lower this time. Irony slowly turned to face him. Her expression was cold. “You must be either drunk or mad because..” “You’re not… Ivory Riggs?” he cut in. She let out a small laugh. “Ivory Riggs?” she repeated, amused. “You must be joking. Like I said, I know nothing about you. You’re just my co-CEO.” “Co-CEO?” His brows furrowed. “What about our contract marriage? What about our kids?”

"Lexie Shay Dillon, do you take Zheme Mardruk Algae for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Lexie looked towards Zheme, hands nervously squeezing his. "I...I do." "You have declared your consent to the church." The priest clasped both his hands behind his back, a pleasant yet hardly noticeable smile on his lips. "You may now kiss the bride." Zheme was the first to lean in, plump lips crashing onto Lexie's with a gentle passion. Her lips were as soft and as moist as ever and just like Zheme's they moved with a slow and delicate tendency.

She smiled at her and Alissa returned the smile. Alissa came forward and sat on her chair. "Hello mam please take a seat. How may I help you?" Alissa asked. "Hello, my name is Cassandra Williams. I am the sister of your CEO" She said laughing a little while saying CEO. Alissa understood why she was looking familiar. "Oh! Hello my name is Alissa Lawrence and I am the PA of Mr Eric Williams"