Proxy Bride Of The Billionaire Novels & Stories

Selena is with me. Valerie dragged herself out of bed and walked to the living room. When she opened the door, both women pushed inside with the easy familiarity of people who had been around her for years. Selena wore a bright smile that never reached her eyes. Ariana’s expression was sharper. She always looked as though she were analyzing everything. “We decided to check on our pregnant millionaire,” Ariana said, placing a food tray on the couch. Valerie rolled her eyes. “I am not a millionaire yet.”

"You shouldn't speak to a madam like that. Especially to a billionaire's wife." "Oh my goodness." She sniggered, and breathed out via her mouth, smiling like she was proud of herself. "You also shouldn't speak like this to a lady you know nothing about. And, especially to a Billionaire's Surrogate." She stated firmly, causing me to gape again and involuntarily move my lips without being able to say anything. The wrath I felt worsened, and that made my face wrinkle into a glare. How could anyone say that to me? A whole Trisha Flores?!

Third Book in the Billionaire Series. My Marriage is a Contract. Messed with my Arrogant Boss. The Billionaire’s Hidden Legacy "I don’t want to work for you. What if I refuse?" She asked and Lucas chuckled. "That, my dear, is not an option," Lucas replied as he dropped a pen on the file. "Sign it, or you can say goodbye to ever working,” he reminded her. Kiandra Aidan's life gets turned upside down when she gets drugged and has a one-night stand with a handsome stranger who turns out to be none other than a dangerous billionaire, Lucas Valencia and gets pregnant with his child.

Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor. Meet Rodriguez Astley A smart, hardworking, handsome, and arrogant billionaire prince. He is everything a woman could ever want. With his adonis skin, silky black hair, and blue eyes he could get any woman in his bed. He is married to a loving and submissive model wife Emelia, who loves him dearly. What happens when he crosses paths with Cassandra on a business trip in New Orleans, and she coincidentally becomes His Surrogate.

And with that, he’s down the steps and out of sight. They find themselves sitting underneath a towering oak tree fifteen minutes later, sharing a single water bottle and bag of shrimp chips they’d found lying in Abel’s Audi. “Are you excited for the wedding?” Abel passes her the bottle. Ariana shrugs. “Isn’t everyone?” “We’ve already established how you’re not like everyone else, Ari.” Yeah, because not everyone gets paid to marry Williams Montenegro for one dreadful year and become a millionaire by the end of it. Majority of this doesn't have to be part of the scheme, though.

Why? I, Hayfa Abdulrahman Kassem, have been betrothed to my cousin; the arrangements long concluded before I was born, thus, training to be the perfect wife and daughter in law was made my first and only priority. For twenty two years I have lived having not a single soul to call a friend, of course mother said it didn’t matter, but the feeling of loneliness was one I couldn’t shrug. The wedding is to take place after graduation, and graduation is in two weeks. Am I excited? I do not know really.

“The priest is here and we are ready.” Zoe smiled and followed him out of the door where Charlotte waited with a bouquet of flowers in her hands. Yes, they had a lot of money and were one of the richest families in the country but she wanted a small wedding. One consisting of just Jacob and charlotte as witnesses. She hadn’t invited her mother because they were not in a good place at the moment but that could change with time. Speaking of the devil, her phone rang in her hands and she answered her mother’s call, placing the phone against her right ear and signaling to Charlotte to give her a minute.

As Adam helped Benedict slip it onto her finger, Evelyn felt a strange mix of emotions – fear, hope, and something else she couldn't quite name. "Welcome to the family, Evelyn," Benedict said softly, bringing her hand to his lips for a gentle kiss. "I promise you won't regret this." Behind her, she heard Adam making a phone call: "Initiate Protocol Sierra. Grace Hart needs to be handled immediately." His voice was cold and professional, and Evelyn couldn't help but smile. Her stepmother was about to learn that some games were played for higher stakes than she could imagine. As she looked at her new fiancé, Evelyn wondered what the future would hold. This wasn't the fairy tale romance she'd d

I simply watched her as she unfolded her full package of jealousy. “But were you told that he is bankrupt? He is a billionaire in debt if that's what you would like to hear…” Emily unraveled while still laughing at me mockingly. “He has nothing but debts. I wish you luck in your marriage filled with debts. And yeah, more debts to incur!” I stared at Emily blankly as she left the scene. I was really unlucky. I was arranged in marriage with a pauper? Oh no! ____________________ Actually, this narrative was changed very soon. Money didn't matter to me at all.

Kaila didn't actually look into it, her fingers changing the precious stone wristband that got the morning light. "You heard me," she said, her tone isolating, as though she were remarking on the climate. "It's a straightforward plan, Cath. You wed Mike, or you're all alone." Cath flickered, her psyche hustling to make up for lost time. "You believe I should wed somebody I scarcely be aware? How could I — " She held back, acknowledgment unfolding like a savage joke. "This is about cash, right? Mike Rowling and his organization. That is what's genuinely going on with this."