Hidden Billionaire's Secret Bride Novels & Stories

The blonde woman touched Ruby's shoulder. "No, I'm not. I was thinking. Whether I should go back to Boston or not." Ruby smiled, picked up the glass, and slowly sipped the champagne her friend had filled. "Oh my God! Is it true that this billionaire already has a son? How could he keep it a secret? When did he get married? Crazy is crazy." A woman's shocked voice took center stage from the other end of the table. It didn't escape Ruby's attention either; she was also curious about who was being talked about.

She showed me the screen. [LOCKWOOD WEDDING CALLED OFF: Billionaire’s Bride-to-be Flees Penthouse Days Before Ceremony] Below the headline was a photo of Xander and me from some charity gala, looking happy and in love. The irony was devastating. “How did they find out so fast?” “Someone must have talked. A vendor who got a cancellation notice, someone at the venue, someone in Xander’s office.” Maya scrolled through the article. “They don’t have details yet. Just that the wedding was called off suddenly and that you left the penthouse last night.”

“Yes. I am Imelda Del Monte and intended bride to Easton Grant.” I told her confidently. “How bold.” She chuckled, humorless. “I don’t have time to chitchat, I have a wedding to prepare for.” I said and before she could say anything else, I took my leave. . . . I was alone in my room, deep in thoughts and going through Gabriel’s fiancée’s page. Jennifer Hilton, a big time public influencer and daughter of billionaire Chris Hilton who recently passed away. Of course! Another means of power and wealth. I should have known.

“Your sister told me all you were up to. Please leave my marriage alone please I am begging you please” Matilda scoffed, clapping, “What an awesome speech. You are such a brilliant woman indeed. No wonder Jerald married you”, she further added letting out a smirk, “so now you can stand up and speak for yourself? You shy and timid thing, who could not defend herself from her own step brother. I know Jerald is not aware of course you never told him that you aborted for your stepbrother” Vivian’s heart broke as Matilda’s words got to her. She didn’t realise that anyone knew about her little secret.

"We go home. And we start planning how to end this war for good." But as we turned toward the exit, my phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. The same number that had been haunting me since the beginning. You should have taken the deal. Now Valentina has something you'll never get back. Check the news. The world already knows your secret. I opened the browser with trembling fingers. The headline screamed across the screen, and my heart stopped. Moretti Heiress Exposed: Secret Marriage, Secret Child, and a Bloodline That Could End the Mafia as We Know It.

For some unknown reason, her heart began to race quickly. As soon as she opened the article, her eyes went wide in terror. She stared at the picture showing up in the blog with wide eyes for a few seconds before scrolling down and reading the content in the article. Secret Marriage: Billionaire Rayan Allen and Morin Heiress Anthea Morin are secretly married.

I turned up the volume and leaned back in my chair. "Welcome back," the anchor said, shaking her head slowly. "We are following the story that has everyone talking today. Celestine Valancourt, the secret heiress who just married the world's richest man, Lysander Ashcroft, is at the center of a growing scandal. Reports have surfaced that she terminated a pregnancy just weeks after leaving her first husband, billionaire Kier Thornwell. Our panel is here to discuss. Let's start with you, Margaret. What do you make of this?"

"It has been announced by the FuenTECH C.E.O., Gabriel Fuentes, that his son, Chase Fuentes, is in search of a bride. Apparently, the heir of the biggest well-known company wishes to get married before the year ends. Thousands of-" Chase turns off the television. With hazel brown eyes, he gave his father an annoyed glare as he walks back in forth thinking what he will do about the mess that his father created. "Dad, was it really necessary to contact a news station to help me find a bride? Don't you remember who we are? You're the owner of the biggest and richest company in the country and I'm your heir." He questioned his old man as he massages his forehead.

She mumbled. “I know we are not here to just stroll, So can you explain what you meant by what you wrote in this paper.” He showed the paper that she had passed to him earlier. “My name is Crystal. Forget my surname, I will rather not be called by that name.. And what I wrote in that paper is self explanatory. Mr.Logan, I want to Marry you.!” She dropped the bombshell at him. Logan still looked at him with no change in his facial expression, “I understand that part, The part I want to talk about is this part of saving my life”

"The marriage contract between you and Mrs. Quinn is trending online." "What?" I snapped. I grabbed my phone, my fingers trembling as I opened the news. The headline hit me like a slap: “Billionaire Liam Kingsley's Marriage Was Nothing More Than a Business Contract.” "Oh... my God." I instinctively opened the comment section. "Don't." Liam's calm voice stopped me. I looked up. "Don't read the comments." Before I could respond, my phone began ringing. I stared at the screen before switching it to silent, trying to steady my breathing.