Ceo's Ugly Bride Novel Novels & Stories

Valorie stopped before she opened the bathroom door to summon the other wives from the bar, she’d left to follow Julie. “Think about the title of A.K. Crusader’s first novel, Blackmailing the Wedding Planner. I wrote the book already, and no one caught on.” Julie couldn’t help the little giggle as she watched Valorie’s face. “Don’t you think that’s funny? Well, now, I need to leave. Have a nice evening.” Julie tried to move past Valorie, but she blocked the door.

The press had likely already drafted tomorrow's headlines: [Billionaire Heiress Falls for Finance Prince—A Match Made in Heaven] But now… Now the story was about to get a lot juicier: [Billionaire Heiress Has a Man—CEO Nick Hunt Boldly Claims His Wife, Finance Prince Heartbroken On the Spot…] Nick's words went unanswered by Henry, whose lips twitched slightly before he turned and took his seat. Nick was the CEO of the Hunt Group. Henry's cold treatment of him, despite being his grandfather-in-law, made things undeniably awkward.

Armor disguised as grace. Lena arrived last. I saw her from across the room, dark curls tucked into a sleek twist, a navy suit that fit like it had been measured in whispers. She didn’t smile when our eyes met. Lena Alvarez, the woman who dismantled a tech conglomerate with a single article, and made a hedge fund CEO cry on live TV. She didn’t need warmth to be dangerous. Just facts, and the scent of blood. “Juliana Cross,” she said as she stopped in front of me.

Craige could be heard telling someone how his early life was; the known successful CEO's family was far from being glamorous as what he has right now. Mr. Cellio Craige, CEO Craige's father who was now the second wife of the retired fashion designer, Mrs. Ymen, was never a good husband nor a good father. Mrs. Craige, the mother of the prominent CEO was always beaten into a pulp for no apparent reason or when Mr. Cellio Craige is drunk and is a victim of sexual abuse by his husband. The rage and agony in CEO Craige's voice could be heard as he told how Mr. Craige would force his wife to have a sex and beat her when she refused. He, on the other hand, was always beaten too because of simple mi

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

[ Sequel to "Forced Marriage With CEO." The story revolves around Aaron Black, the son of Myra and Austin Black. It is a stand-alone book, so it is up to you whether to read Book-I or not.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NEW DELHI, INDIA No one is so brave that he is not disturbed by something unexpected. Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget tossing in the lifeboats. Aaron Black, The heartless, rude, and arrogant CEO of the Black Empire, was getting ready for the meeting. He hates girls. Something terrific happened in his past that changed his tip-to-toe. He arrived here a week ago to establish his new firm in India.

I replied. “That’s quick, isn’t it?” Grace asked Heather huffed. “Says the woman who married her boss a few months after she met him.” She looked at me with a droll wink. “Drunk and in Vegas. How clichéd is that?” “That’s private,” Grace barked. “Shut up, Heather.” “Don’t snap at her,” I demanded, hating the hurt look on Heather’s face. “She was trying to make a point. I already knew the story anyway.”

"The truth is I'm not beautiful, I have lived with this face for 22 years now. I got bashed I got hated because of how ugly my face is, every single time my father beats me because he felt frustrated he felt like he doesn't have money and even his daughter is an ugly duckling, there was a day he beat me at night and I fought back and ran out of the house that's when I ran into Camille that night and she helped me. She asked me about my story and why I was running I told her my story, she told me that I can have a pretty face too, so the next day she took me to a clinic where we got the face mask that I was always wearing and now earlier today she let me know that she loves my husband and she

She watched the exchange with a growing sense of unease, trying to decode Cross’s tone—smooth and deadly. “I want the most luxurious wedding gown you have for my bride,” Cross said, finally turning toward her. His lips curled in a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. Bride. The word punched a hole in her chest. She gave him a smile, but it was more of a grimace wearing lipstick. “We’ll give it our utmost, sir,” the manager said, before turning to Marceline. “Please, ma’am, follow us.” Marceline was about to stand, eager to get away from the tension vibrating off Cross like a low growl—but his hand clamped around her wrist.

Sabastine stopped his footsteps. Claire continued, “She knew he was married but still decided to mess around with him. I thought she was upright. I can’t believe such an influential woman was willing to sell herself to my husband. Is it for frame or money? That I can’t tell. Maybe that’s how she made her way to the top!” “Or perhaps that’s how she got her child. From sleeping around!. How shameless right?. Unfortunately, you have become her target as well. I can’t bear to see