Romans & histoires Mistaken Match Marrying The Enigmatic Ceo

I'm confused as to whether it's true or not. For more than five years together, Enzo never told me he was a CEO of a big corporation, why was he hiding after all and still… married to a commoner like me? This is the most irrational thing. I walked out of the living room, and into the kitchen with my head blind. I still don't believe these things, even though it was right in front of me, and before I got married I also knew a few of their friends, and they didn't say that Enzo was a CEO. They came to congratulate us on our wedding day, but they looked pretty normal, nothing stood out or looked like an upper-class person. So they didn't know Enzo was CEO of a big corporation or if they know bu

I know his grandpa was the original CEO of their company, and when he retired, he passed it down to Ashton's dad, and I know when it will be his time, my boyfriend will become the CEO of their firm. How I wish I would become a chemical engineer or a chemist someday to be there with him because I want Ashton to be proud of me as his girlfriend. I know it was too early to tell, but I can say deep in my heart Ashton will be the one for me. I couldn't imagine myself loving anyone else except him. I know it may sound crazy, but that is what I feel right now. It feels so lovely to feel the stiff muscles of my boyfriend, and I know it was one of the reasons most girls in the academy are dying to be

"You tore off his clothes and tried to take advantage of him... Should I remind you more?" Swallowing hard, Celeste sat on the ground. Feeling horrible about herself, she looked down. 'Celeste. Oo, Celeste. What did you do? How come he is everywhere? If he is really the man I married then he is very dangerous, there's no way I will survive if I stay near him. Death won't be my only choice either, he might want to torture me like some criminal...' "Sir, I'm saying the truth. Please, believe me. I really didn't know who your boss was, it's all a misunderstanding."

Vera, seeing the look on my face patted my shoulder. "Dear, when you marry a rich and influential figure, there is no way to keep it out of the news. Deal with it," Rich and influential? "I think you got the wrong person, guys," I said, suddenly feeling relieved. Mae rolled her eyes again and whipped out her tablet. "Who is this?" she asked, thrusting it in my face. On the screen was a picture of me in my bridal dresses in a man's arms. We were looking into each other's eyes deeply, unaware of our surroundings. The picture had a caption: CEO of Fashion Goddess, Dante Di Benedetto, Caught On Camera With His Bride In A Bar.

She lost many contracts and was on the verge of losing her company—but her father hurried to her aid by arranging a marriage for her with one of the multi–trillionaires in the country, the son of his old friend. He is Reid Wilson, the CEO of Babel's Group, and she is Anesthesia Grande, the CEO of a well-known fashion company. An arranged marriage turned into a love marriage, but she couldn't find peace because her husband happened to be the brother of her ex–boyfriend. That didn't affect their love, they joined hands together to pass through all the circumstances concerning her and her company.

“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.

Sebastian took the opportunity to make his request. He had been righteous to her throughout the years, so she reciprocated by acting as his wife in public situations. Although the Miller family knew that Leo wasn't Sebastian's child, the elders believed Sebastian should have married a divorced woman with a child who was the CEO of a listed company rather than find a man to spend his life with. They quickly compromised. More specifically, the identity of "CEO of a listed company" was Celeste's ticket to the upper class. She was in a sham marriage with Sebastian. The Miller family elders appeared to be unaware of the situation. However, they had gradually accepted the truth and had already beg

This was it, it was sealed, she was married to Zan Dalmonte, one of the wealthiest biggest man in town. He was standing by her side, and they were doing this... Apparently no one knew what she'd gotten herself into, neither Amelia, her father or her mother knew what was going on. They only knew she was married. They didn't know she was here, that she'd signed the documents, that she was officially married to the hot curly Man of new York.

I looked between them, searching for some sign of a joke, but their faces were grim. “Married?” I repeated. “To whom?” “Cassius Dario,” my mother interjected with a tone that suggested I should be grateful. “The youngest son of the Dario family.” My heart stopped. Cassius Dario? The reclusive CEO who had disappeared from the public eye after a tragic accident? Everyone in New York whispered about him—the brilliant heir turned bitter recluse, bound to a wheelchair. “No,” I said, standing up abruptly. “I’m not doing it.”

“You did.” “There’s no way out,” he cut me off, his tone final. “I warned you yesterday, but you still chose this. So if you’re thinking of coming up with some excuse to get out of it—don’t bother. For the next ten months, you are my wife. And that’s final.” I stared at him, my brain struggling to keep up. “This doesn’t make sense. Getting married to a stranger? That’s insane.” He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Evelyn Ateya Wangari. Only daughter. Lost your mother when you were seven. Works for Jade Jewelry, marketing, and production. Dated some guy who betrayed you last night—with your best friend.”