My Multiple Identities Revealed After Marrying The Bigshot の小説・ストーリー

“That's because I don't want anyone to know my real identity, apart from Gabriel and now you, no one else knows about this. So please keep it to yourself. I'm on a mission here, I'm doing some investigation about what happened to my parents years ago. That's why I opened the restaurant and why I'm posing as the head chef, you might not understand now but later you'll get it. I decided to tell you this now because to some extent I think I can trust you” he paused for a while and cleared his throat. “And we would be getting married in a few months so you need to know something about the person you are getting married to, despite the fact it is not a real marriage” I nodded slowly, suddenly eve

, She blurted out and I understood. "I have a job, which I love but as soon as everyone knows I'm married to the tycoon man, I'll be known as his wife but I'm more than that, so much more", she spoke and I knew she was doing the right thing. In the industry, in any industry, business is always a ploy. "You changed your name didn't you?", Caroline asked and I nodded my head.

He was uncertain about its interpretation. “I can confirm the person who told you was an idiot. Did you know this was their second wedding and their third? They had a private ceremony, followed by a filmed second one for a show. But they were married before. I tell you Everett Stone is damn lucky she took him back. Despite Jake’s rugged looks, I couldn’t do what she did. I would be devastated if he walked away again without giving him a second chance.” “Well, I’m not Everett Stone and I know when I have something good. Excuse us, we must leave now. A surprise awaits my wife, but time is running out here.”

I remember tossing her there to shield her from the cameras, but it seemed like the little girl was so resolute to be caught, or maybe I didn’t make sure I had her safely hidden. “The married billionaire, as seen in the photos, seems to have paused for a caption that, in what seems beyond any reasonable doubt, his child with another woman whose identity is not yet known. As it is known, Mr. Mazur married into one of the iconic families in the country. He and his beautiful wife, Tarah Macuricio, a great model goddess by profession, are said to be still happily married. Now the question is, what is the truth behind this new controversy? Who exactly is this other woman?” I avert my eyes from th

Standing at an imposing 6'3", he boasted a toned physique, an outward display of strength that matched the coldness in his personality. On paper, he was painted as a young CEO billionaire, the epitome of success and prosperity. However, Feliza knew better. Beneath his successful and wealthy exterior, he concealed a darker truth—he was part of the mafia, a world of hidden dealings and a lifestyle far from the polished image he showed to the world. Standing there, the contrast between his public image and the concealed reality highlighted the complex and mysterious nature of the man she was about to marry. As she approached the altar, and Shan, the man she was about to marry, took her hand in

Author's POV "They are coming in two weeks" Marona got up and started walking back and forth. "And look at my life." Mikhail leaned back on the bed and rested on his elbows while looking at her. "What's wrong with your life?" He asked casually. "What's wrong with my life?" She looked at him in disbelief. "I got married and I didn't tell them... Then my husband got murdered and my second husband turned out to be the one who killed my ex husband... And I am carrying superfecundation babies..."

I signed where indicated. And then it was done. I stood on the steps of the Ministry of Marriage in a dress I had chosen myself, holding a certificate with both our names on it, trying to locate the feeling I was supposed to have in this moment. I'm married. I am Mrs. Hills. I am married to the richest, most aggravating, most complicated man in this city, and I did it for my mother's debt and to cover up two one-night stands, and this is my life now.

I didn’t want anyone else to know just how messy my life had become. My gaze fell back on the phone in my lap. Samuel’s words echoed in my head—about Xavier Aprilio. That name stuck to me now, as if I had entangled myself too deeply simply by mentioning it. He married in secret today… just like I did. I bit my lip. Was this coincidence too strange—or was it fate? A sharp knot twisted in my stomach as I recalled his figure at the party. His eyes—so piercing, as if they could strip someone bare. The aura he carried wasn’t just power, but danger. And now, he was my husband.

Only that Diane knew about my plan to get married for inheritance, and I didn't want Lisa to find out about that, because even though it had started like that, I had quickly fallen in love with Lisa. There was no way I wouldn't have fallen for her charm, but I gave her up. For nothing. I felt guilty for realizing my mistake this late, and now I have no clue where she was. As I walked down the hallway, my mind was clear. Diane's lie was as obvious as her kiss was empty. She knew Lisa. She knew something about what had happened to her. I had gotten my answer. Now I just had to prove it.