Ceo's Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

Dante wished he could excuse himself too, if only for a moment, but unlike Sophie Gonzales, he didn't have the luxury of getting what he wanted or having things always go his way. If he had, he would sure as hell be home by now, enjoying a cool evening In the garden with some good whiskey or at least, trying to get some work done, instead of sitting here, playing the happy groom. Although to be honest, he very much doubted that he would be getting any rest, Seeing as he would probably be working with Alberto, their PR manager, on how best to curb a wild spread of a scandal involving a runaway groom, a jilted bride, and some very angry inlaws.

The bodyguards that followed us from home assume their position, holding back the crowd of reporters and making it difficult for them to come closer to us, so Brian and I walk past them to the entrance of kings corporation. “Good morning everybody” Brian says as we face the crowd “A question for you , Brian kings” one of the reporters says, and I can feel Brian’s grip tighten around my hand. “Why did you decided to substitute your bride with your fathers secretary of all people” the reporter inquires flashing his camera at us “Why did you have to go through a long chain of bride substitution and put everybody through so much drama of multiple bride substitution if you knew that you have eyes

She said with that stern tone she always used to get her way. Hours later, I heard the commotion downstairs; her arrival. I reluctantly left my room dragging my feet as I walked down the down staircase. Then I saw her. My jaw clenched as recognition hit me like a freight train. It was her—the girl from last night. The one I’d shared an impulsive, reckless night with at the club. She stood there, looking as stunned as I felt, her eyes darting nervously towards mine. “Callum.” My father said, snapping me out of my thoughts. “This is your bride; her name is Marlowe.”

" I think there's a mix up somewhere because I'm only a stand in for your ex-fiancee , more like a substitute bride . And being wedded wasn't part of the arrangements, I only consented to it because you promised Rose's grandmother to marry her daughter. And because of me that precious granddaughter of hers is no more , so I'm making up for it by saying those lines ' I DO ' in her stead . So do not patronize me Liam by saying you're trying to fix things that weren't spoiled in the first place. "

Seeing I didn’t respond, they continued and took it further. “ Yeah, Soph, I heard she seduced Mr Cross and took her sister’s place. How disgusting!” Another chimed in, staring at me with disgust in their eyes. “Aren’t you all too old for this?” I rolled my eyes. “To set the record straight, I didn’t steal anyone’s fiancé nor did I seduce Nathan” “Oh please, if you really didn’t do any of that, why did you get married to Nathan instead of your sister?” “You’re so shameful. You know, before your sister came into the picture, I was actually meant to be Nathan’s bride,” Sophia said, flicking her hair.

At eight o’clock, Daniel Murphy drove them to Xavier’s company building, which stood proudly at the center of Florence, exuding an aura that matched its owner’s reputation as a top businessman. As Aria was about to get out of the car, Xavier abruptly tossed a document her way. “There’s a cocktail party tonight, attend it on my behalf. If you can get Victor Laurent to sign the contract, you’ll receive a 70,000 dollar commission,” he instructed. Aria was stunned by the offer. She stared at the contract in her hand in shock, as if it were a ticking time bomb. She knew this was a really tough job. Victor Laurent, the CEO of Florence RT Foreign Enterprise, was bisexual and infamous for his abusiv

She continued smiling and completed her sentence, "Don't look at me like that. You don't know, but you are going to become a maid, not a daughter-in-law, of England's richest family. Your husband Rex Foster is already having an affair. And he loves her very much. He is getting married to become the CEO of his company. Because his family doesn't like his girlfriend." Hearing her words, tears rolled down Julie's eyes. She clutched her gown in her fists. Cole's man knocked on the door and looking at them asked, "If the bride is ready then hurry up. Don't make the boss wait any more." On hearing his words, Anne replied, "She is ready." Anne took Julie out after covering her with a big veil. In t

The priest asks, and he hesitates for a few seconds before he replies to the priest. "Yes, I do," He replies hesitantly. "Do you, Tracy Williams, take Ren Bradford as your lawfully wedded wife? To hold, and to cherish, to love, and to care for, in sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The priest turns to Lilian and asks her. "Yes, I do," She replies after a few seconds of silence. She never imagined that she'd ever become a substitute bride, but turns out that it was her fate that she needs to embrace. It's the fate that she was destined to suffer in her lifetime.

After what seemed like forever, he pushed his hand into his hair and with a calm tone, he said, “I need a substitute bride.” For the first time since I stepped into the room, I allowed my eyes to roam about. — It was the bride's dressing room. My lips spread into a broad smile and before I could realize what was happening, I was shrieking with laughter. Despite the look on his face, I couldn't stop myself from laughing so hard. “You? A substitute bride?” I laughed again. It was almost unbelievable that Finn Timber was my anonymous client that made me have sleepless nights. "This is crazy." I chuckled, locking eyes with Finn who had been staring.

He assured her, "Okay dear, bye and my regards to..." "Mom, I'll send your regards to her. Bye." He cut her off and bade his bye, hanging up the call immediately. "She wants the wedding to be in Palm Springs." "Then, a Palm Springs wedding it'll be, except it won't be between you and Julie." "What do you mean?" Robin asked confusedly, "We're getting a substitute bride for you." He announced and Robin was deadpanned.