Ceos Ugly Bride Novels & Stories

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.

Scar's expression remained blank as the maids continued to shower her with praise for their own efforts. She knew that her beauty was merely a canvas for their skillful makeup application. Alice, the leader of the maids, smiled and enthusiastically snapped various pictures of Scar. She believed that showcasing Scar's beauty on I*******m would attract more followers and potential patrons. Scar sat there, looking at her reflection in the mirror with a face that screamed, "I'd rather be anywhere else." If this was her dream wedding, she'd probably be so ecstatic that she could drop dead from the sheer grandeur of the makeup. But alas, this charade was nothing short of repulsive.

His presence alone shifted the room. Emily sat beside him. Not behind. Not away. Beside. A statement. “This meeting concerns the Carter Group,” Adrian continued. Emily felt every gaze turn to her. “So it’s true,” one of the board members said, leaning back in his chair. “You married into a failing company.” A few chuckles followed. Emily’s fingers tightened slightly. But she didn’t react. Adrian didn’t either. Instead— He glanced at her. Handle it. The message was clear.

Others claimed it was staged, a publicity stunt to get attention. But the most persistent rumor came from the marketing floor. “I heard the groom was the Hart heir, the older one.” “You mean the one who used to live abroad?” “Yeah, Sebastian Hart. Apparently, he’s back to take over from Joel.” “That would make sense, right? Only someone that powerful could make the scandal disappear so fast.” “Please, you think she married a Hart? She’s an admin clerk.” Laughter. Olivia kept typing, pretending not to hear, but each word burned.

The sound haunted me. It wasn’t often I saw Damian lose control. He was a man built on discipline and order, never giving an inch more than he intended to. But right now? He looked like he could destroy a city with his bare hands. His jaw clenched as he picked up the article again. I already knew the headline: “Young Intern Ruins CEO’s Marriage Callahan’s Wife Files for Divorce Amid Scandal.” And beneath it, in a smear of sensationalist trash, was Maddy’s name.

"What? How dare you yell at us? What? That thin old man gave you the guts. He has just seven shares. Who does he think he is to take control of mine? And he has no right to control the shares of his sons. Look at this. The shares are all with the wives of the family and if he wants to live a leisurely retirement life, ask him to treat his daughters-in-law nicely." Wow. The old lady was tough and sonorous. Her voice successfully defeated two middle-aged men here. The representative was black and blue. His face changed palettes quickly to identify. And the man who wanted to become the director looked pale. "That concluded today's matter. I'm the legally wedded wife of Mr. Aster Brooks. And I'm