Proxy Bride Of The Billionaire Novels & Stories

"You heard me. You stalk a man, get full knowledge about his net worth then swim your way into his arms, get pregnant and pin it on him. Just to get him to marry you or pay you regularly" I furrow my brows at her in confusion. She is a carbon copy of Edwin indeed. "Seriously?" I hear Beth say and I place my hand on hers to prevent her from talking. "Ain't that right little miss I AM PREGNANT'?" "No" I say making her raise a brow at me. "I never knew who your brother was when he " "So then you sleep with any random men that come your way" she cut me off. "What a shame" "What the......" I nod at Beth, cutting her off. She purse her lips.

That is not the friendship I had in mind, he could have waited another day to do this, here is the harsh reality to keep me grounded but what was it again that brought us together in the first place? Maximilian a wealthy businessman with a reputation to uphold sought to protect his legacy. And I, Luna, found myself entangled in this intricate web of lies, posing as his adoring wife. Our worlds were apart, and a genuine connection between us was an impossibility. But despite the knowledge of this unbridgeable gap, I had decided to make the most of the situation. I wasn't innocent myself, I could have opted out but I found excuses to stay.

Or else by this time next week, I might be on a ship bought and paid for. I cringed at the thought. Xander said his friend wanted to hire someone to act as his wife because it was a matter of life and death. My situation was also a matter of life and death! How bad would acting as a wife for an unknown multi-billionaire be? Well,very bad. I would pretty much embarrass myself. But no matter how bad it may be, it could never be as life-threatening as being sold off by human traffickers because I couldn't pay the debt I owed them.

‘Who knows you can find a Daddy in him. Aliyah tightens her legs together as she feels herself grow wet at the thought of herself calling Romero daddy and him smirking and slamming into her as a daddy would. … Aliyah's phone chimed, taking it she grew nervous as the message from Juliet read *It's time to make your appearance.* Aliyah quickly stood to her feet and before the mirror, though nervous she smiled at her beautiful reflection. According to Juliet, her best friend, she was indeed a beautiful, stunning billionaire’s bride.

"I don't have time for sentimental relationships. This is purely business. You need money; I need marital status. A win-win." Hazel felt her body tremble. All of this was too absurd to digest in one night. Theo narrowed his eyes, as if reading the doubt on Hazel's face. "The consideration is simple, Miss Gabriella. I pay all your mother's hospital bills. In return, you become my wife for a year." For several seconds, Hazel couldn't say anything. Those words echoed in her mind, blurring both her logic and fear. "So... what's your decision?" Theo added coldly, as if Hazel's answer was merely a formality that wouldn't change his decision.

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“Hello? I’m completely lost here, Trinity.” She scooted closer to me, with a dead serious expression on her face. “You are newly pregnant. And there is a billionaire who wants a surrogate, to carry his baby. The money, benefits and allowances he is willing to pay the woman who will do that is enough to make her a filthy rich millionaire for life.” She placed a hand on my thigh. “You can be the surrogate. I will make the paperwork convincing. That baby you want to abort, will become his. And you instantly become rich.” I stared speechlessly.

were the words and actions that made me clear my mother's hospital bills and other expenses at home before leaving them with an excuse – ‘I'm going to work for the money I got’. I got to the altar and my saliva dried up on its own on seeing the billionaire,throat sore god's had to wait for this very moment. He was looking so perfect in the expertly tailored suit on him and the pomade hairstyle allowed his cuteness to scream out itself. “You may now unveil your bride” the priest's words came, interrupting my thoughts and immediately, the billionaire raised my veil, allowing me to have a clearer view of his perfect looks. Our gazes locked for a while and I felt my heart skip a thousand beats a