Runaway Billionaire Becomes My Groom Cast Novels & Stories

Matt continued, pulling out his phone, “isn’t what it seems. I have proof that Christian and Jessica signed a contract the very same night they met. Two million dollars for one year of pretending. This entire wedding is a lie.” Gasps rippled through the room. Faces turned toward Christian and Jessica, shocked, judging, waiting. “Show them,” Arnold said calmly from the head of the table. Every head turned toward him, confused. “Grandfather?” Matt said, startled. “Show them the contract,” Arnold repeated, his voice steady. “Since you clearly worked so hard to get it.” Matt hesitated, unsure why his grandfather wasn’t upset. He turned his phone toward the table, displaying the document for ever

He was obedient enough to not react or oppose what just happened. The preacher looked at us and nodded. “We are gathered today to celebrate the holy sacrament of marriage…” As the ceremony continued, I couldn’t help but reminisce about the realization I had in marrying Callan Ravij Chevalier—one of the infamous bachelors in the country because of his reputation as the first and only son of the ravij organization’s mafia boss. Being married to a billionaire mafia has its privileges but it also has grave consequences. Fate led me to Callan but it didn’t happen out of luck or one fortunate moment. I had to fight for my life, my safety, and my place until I earned my right by his side.

“Let’s break up, Jasmine.” She scoffed arrogantly before ripping the unopened enveloped to pieces. He looked at her, not surprised by her reaction. “That had a very good agreement in it.” “I knew you were cold, but not this cold.” She replied. “Why are you breaking up with me with an agreement? Did we sign one before we began dating?” “You know what the agreement is for Jasmine.” He said to her, a meaningful look passing between the both of them. “What? So that I don’t tell the world that the business owner they love and adore has a crazy identity disorder?” She asked in the rudest manner and he took a step backward. Moments like these required him to be rational, so that he wouldn’t do what

he said, his tone cold, like it was an order and not an invitation. I blinked. Going out? With him? I couldn’t even remember the last time he had taken me anywhere. “Where… where are we going?” I asked carefully. “There’s a contract I want to sign with Wilson’s group,” he replied flatly. “They require me to bring my… wife and our wedding certificate before they finalize it.” Wilson Group is one of the biggest companies in the world and it takes the grace of God to get a contract with them. Oh, this is the reason.

Whenever something was free, her friends became alive again. If there was a contest for being proud, Kent Wilson Orquina would already be the champion. Of course he would never lose. It was like he was always waiting for a chance to show off. If he could buy Mars just to brag to everyone, he probably would. His pride had no limit. The bad thing was, he really had something to brag about. That was why he was annoying! “Boyfriend to the rescue. Good boy,” Monique said with a smile. She even looked at Mae and gave her a teasing wink. “That’s why Chief is so in love. Her boyfriend is the Mayor’s son.”

CHRISTY: Runaway bride. Billionaire jilted groom. Yes. I was Everette Watson's runaway bride. A billionaire and owned a multi-billion company where my father was also an investor. Our marriage was about a potential business marriage, but since I was a romantic fool who believed in love, I did not accept the marriage and ran away even if I risked my parent's wrath. My parents disowned me, but did not care about it thinking this was my life and I was the only one who could decide for me.

I smiled, straightened my dress, and walked off to find Liam’s family. I, Diana Clark, was never one to suffer in silence. The banquet hall was bustling with activity. Even though the groom hadn’t arrived, the guests continued mingling as if nothing was amiss. I scanned the room before dialing his number. “Liam has run away from the wedding. Your family owes me a groom. Find me one!” Across the room, I spotted him—dignified and composed, striding toward me with purpose. “Miss Clark.” “Mr. Hopkins, Liam left to chase after Sharon. I refuse to marry a two-faced man like him. Your family needs to make this right. Find me a new groom, and we’ll call it even.”

“They were both lucky with each other, a woman with a good reputation, a famous model and a perfect career, and the most famous billionaire. I heard he’ll be staying here for good after settling his company here in Moscow.” “Yes I know right, and have you heard that she has a fiancee back then? But during their wedding, she ran away.” “What? Was it true? Haven’t heard of it.” “The wedding is private and there were no media, I think only their family were invited to avoid issues.” “I don’t understand the girl, why would she run away to a billionaire groom.”

My chest tightens painfully as I stare at the screen, frozen, Derek and Anastasia are walking in first, and his hand is wrapped around her waist like it belongs there, like it has always belonged there and then I hear it. “Let’s welcome Mr. and Mrs. Addams in the building, the world’s youngest billionaire!” The words hit me like a slap. Mr. and Mrs. Mrs. My heart sinks even deeper as the reality settles in, sharp “Also, as a special guest, we will be having Mr. Daniel Victor Aiden, a renowned nutritionist, in the room with us!” The crowd erupts into applause, I let out a hollow, humorless breath, of course. Of course this is happening.

"I hope I get the part. You won't regret working with me. I'm good when it comes to acting. Oh, shoot, I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be a runaway bride. So here's the thing: I will leave you here and get changed while you go to the director. I will find you there." "I thought you would never stop talking. Are you out of your mind? This is a wedding. You and I just got married. This is fucking crazy." He ran his hand through his hair and took off his tie. I stumbled back a bit and pinched myself, hoping I was dreaming. And the sad part is, I wasn't dreaming. I really did get married to this sexy Greek God that was standing right in front of me. Wait, I'm married.