Enticing Ceo's Chosen Bride Novels & Stories

Celine’s POV The ring on my finger didn’t belong to me. My pulse thudded beneath layers of lace and silk as the priest’s voice echoed through the cathedral. Every eye in the pews was fixed on me—or rather, on the woman they thought I was. Celeste Ward. The perfect bride. I forced a smile as the veil blurred my vision. My father’s words replayed in my head: You’ll wear her ring. You’ll walk down that aisle. No one will know.

"And you've been his worst enemy forever. Don't you want to ruin him completely?" His gaze darkened, calculating. Then he laughed, lifted my veil, and said, "Pleasure working with you, my... bride." *** The next morning, when I came downstairs in one piece, Sebastian's eyebrows shot up. He told me the Clementine elders had lined up plenty of brides for Ciel before. Every single one got tossed out on night one—sobbing, humiliated, and never coming back. A shiver ran through me as I remembered his question from last night.

Marie Drams had long boasted of her mastery. All in her life had been carefully plotted, every step, every breath, and every utterance. But as she fastened her gaze on the radiant face of her phone, her hold became so fierce that she was certain the device would shatter. Billion Engagement 2nd time around: The Bride is No White Angel.Fiona Generys in Gorgeous Midnight Gown for Her Wedding to Charles Billion. The words seared her.

Things went fine with Scarlett and her parents. Sebastian eventually bought them a house; Scarlett's parents needed to stay in New York for the upcoming wedding. The preparations were going quite smoothly and it was time for Scar to go for the official bridal shopping. Natalie of course was supposed to go with her for the bridal outfit selection. They arrived at Ash ventures and Scar went in to get the credit card from Sebastian. He was seated in my his office when the knock came at the door. “Come in.” Scar heard his deep yet smooth voice call out from the inside and she smiled before pushing open the door.

“You’re just three,” “Are we supposed to be a battalion or legion?” I asked. Henry pinched my hand and I glared at him again. “I’m only asking for clarity purpose. “Don’t mess things up, guys,” Sebastian begged. “Even if we do, we’ll be doing you a huge favor, Sebastian. It’s an arranged marriage, you’re not supposed to be this nervous. Just get it over with or even say no at the altar,” I suggested. “You’re evil, Derek,” Henry proclaimed.

He had black shinny shoes on, and his lips were pressed firmly against each other as he made his way to the front of everyone. Some women cried at the thought of losing their darling to another woman, some laughed heartily as they wished their sweetheart a happily married life. As soon as Joel had stood on Becky's left hand side, it was announced that the bride to be would now walk in into the gathering. That was a moment everyone was waiting for—to see the woman the CEO of Empire World Corporation had chosen to be his bride. Everywhere grew silent as Emily walked out of the lounge and made her way into the gathering.

Suddenly, she was shocked. During those days, she vehemently yearned to be married to the new CEO of York Enterprise. Hence, she went online to the Yorks’ official website to analyse all kinds of documents, especially the appointment documents. The document she had right now was exactly the same from what she had seen from its format up until its stamp. Hence, Wyatt was indeed the new CEO of York Enterprise. Thinking of that, Cecilia’s eyes brightened. She then clung onto Wyatt’s arm slightly in an affectionate manner. She said, “Hey, CEO Johnson, if you’re willing, do come home with me. I’ll cook for you immediately.”

The bride carefully placed her palm on his and they both turned to the priest. The marriage rite kick off afterward. Davis was staring at his bride from the corner of his eyes, he was glad that he'll be getting married to the most beautiful lady in Braeton city. "Do you, Claire Wilson, takes Davis Del Rio to be your husband?" The priest said in a loud voice. She didn't answer. Her heart was beating so fast. She was sweating profusely. Davis frowned deeply. Why was Claire taking so much time to answer?. Was she having a second thought?

“Marry me.” Two words, one sentence. Straight to the point, without beating around the bush. One thing Vlora Anderson, a smart woman who worked as executive secretary to the CEO of Greatech, appreciated was getting to the point without unnecessary complications. She despised all things that were full of pretense. She preferred to get straight to the point without the fuss that could give anyone a headache. But this? “Marry me?” Oh, dear. Vlora could only freeze for a moment, staring at him. She wondered briefly if the man before her was sane.

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.