Ceos Ugly Bride Novels & Stories

I tried to move a little, hoping to loosen the ropes on my back, but I had no luck again. “If you weren’t as fat as a pig, we wouldn’t need to tighten the corset so much!” my mother spat, shoving my shoulders to hold me in place again “You’re about to step into the Alpha’s house! No matter how much makeup I put on, your face will embarrass us anyway. So, at least your clothes have to make a good impression!” “I can’t believe you’re going to do this!” Louis grumbled nearby, his anger barely disguised “All the other families Alpha asked for a bride refused! Why can’t you do the same?”

"I'm sure Fabian would be great at cheating. His standards and quality are too high—that's the difference between me and you." "I chose someone to be my husband with high quality and perfect to use, like Fabian Martinez. I just wonder what quality your second-hand husband that you stole has. As far as I know, in his several years in the industry, he hasn't won a single award. A little more and I'll think he's just an extra in his movie projects, or the audience doesn't like him since none of his movies became popular." With that insult, she suddenly grabbed her hair. "How dare you brag! Who are you to say that about Victor! Monster!"

Dom straight up barged through, his body raked with barely contained rage The board members were still seated around the round table so there was no denying what they'd been up to. "Have you no decency?" He lashed at the head of the board, or at least former head considering someone else now held the highest number of shares in their possession all thanks to the old fools. "You wanted Raina married, well, guess what? She's married." "Funny thing though, it doesn't matter because as of today, Raina Graham ceases to be CEO as I possess way more shares than she does." A strange voice eased, confident, cocky and not in the least bit phased by the signed marriage licence on the centre table. He s

"Acceptable... After all he is not so famous among the ladies. He likes to scare the shit out of them. Yesterday he asked a girl to shoot herself and prove that she is actually in love with him. Poor girl just came to confess but he made her fell on her face... By the way who is the new bride..." "It's her sister..." Richard answered. "she must be like Natasha..." Ace countered. "No she is kind of different. She is the CEO and has handled everything successfully. Smart and beautiful. No whore !..." He chuckled. "No whore?... CEO?... Smart ?... Fucking Awesome!" Ace looked impressed. "Yeah. I am actually happy, she is perfect for him... She wanted to talk to him before marriage but looks like

I was also now the new CEO of a multibillion dollar company. The applause was deafening this time. Damian squeezed my hand, a proud smile on his face. "Congratulations, Mrs. Moretti." I blinked back my tears. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later. But nothing prepared me for how I would feel about it. I was happy, but I was also scared. I was now a wife and a CEO, all in one day. From a doormat, to a Famous Billionaire CEO and the wife of Damian Moretti, heir to the Moretti Empire. Two of the largest and most powerful empires in the country.

She had ruined my marriage, stolen my husband, and I wasn’t going to give her any more. “Well, my husband owns this company.”I placed my arms on my waist as I rolled my eyes at her. By then, some other workers had gathered, laughing at what I said. Elizabeth came up to me laughing heavily, “You mean you are the wife of Mr Steve Greyson, since when was Mr Greyson married?” “My husband is Charles Webber, the Chief Director of this company. He has never mentioned Mr Greyson getting married. How dare you claim to be his wife?” the other friend said as she scoffed.

It was a dangerous play, but she never knew one had to work so hard just to die before. “Why are you so calm? This is me, this is your ugly bride speaking. The one you were forced to wed just to preserve your reign. This is the one you wanted to get rid of for so long. The one you didn’t claim on your wedding night because she was too ugly to make you hard! This is Mia Asika, this isn’t Zara Michel.” she hoped her rant would take off the veil away from his face. Perhaps he had forgotten. He shocked her once more when he spoke. “I know who you are, Mia, care for a glass?” he stretched out a glass of wine toward her.

she said into the microphones, her voice clear and merciless, "Montrose Holdings South Tower is now under my ownership” The crowd erupted. Reporters shouted questions. Investors whispered into phones. Somewhere in the chaos, her father would be watching. So would Viper. And so would her godmother, Isadora Montrose; Queen Regent of backroom deals and sharp smiles. Elena didn’t flinch. She signed the final acquisition document on camera, the ink still drying when the first push notification hit the news cycle. "Montrose Heiress Buys Out Family Holding in Ruthless Power Play. Is Elena Crest the Viper Slayer?"