Runaway Billionaire Becomes My Groom Cast Novels & Stories

Stefan stared at his phone after Anna hung up. Two hundred thousand dollars. He wished he could help, but that kind of money required approval from Margaret, and she'd ask a million questions he didn't have answers for. But Lewis might be able to help. Lewis was a medical doctor who abandoned medical practice to establish the Med-tech company that made him a billionaire, so he had his own money. His older brother picked up on the second ring. "What's up, little brother?"

“With all these... things, I think you’re preparing me to walk a runway.” “Mom.” She widened her eyes at me as she swatted my hands away from my hair, which she was still busy fixing. “It’s a date. Mind you, your fiancé is a billionaire, and he is Ricochet freaking Rosewood.” “Watch your mouth,” I strictly uttered, pointing at her through her reflection in the vanity mirror.

My mother had insisted on staying in Seattle until after the ceremony before flying to Switzerland, and seeing her in the front row weak but smiling, tears in her eyes almost broke me. This is for her, I reminded myself. Everything is for her. Then the music started, and everyone stood, and I walked down the aisle on my father's arm toward the man who would be my husband in a matter of minutes. Alexander stood at the altar in a perfectly tailored black tux, and when our eyes met, something passed between us. Understanding, maybe. Shared sacrifice. Or maybe just mutual acknowledgment of the insanity we were both agreeing to. He looked nervous, I realized. Alexander Knight, billionaire CEO who

His voice was calm and even and completely sure of every word leaving his mouth in a way that made her feel unsteady by comparison. And then it was over. I now pronounce you husband and wife. The hall filled with applause. Charles turned to her. He leaned close, one hand coming to rest against her waist, drawing her toward him with a quiet authority that left no room for argument. His lips brushed her ear. “You was never meant to be his,” he said softly. The applause swelled around them. Clarissa’s breath stopped. She turned her face toward him slowly. He was already pulling back, already turning toward the crowd with the composed unreadable expression the world always got from him, already

But a feeling of nervousness still lingers in his mind. Have the idea of a “runaway bride”? A very thought that made him smirk. Surely, she wouldn’t dare of doing that. It would be very unlikely. They love each other very much. This is the biggest event of his life. No one will ruin this. No one. It is an event that costs a billion dollars. Only the elite people who are known in the society were invited to such extravagant weddings of the century. A wedding between a famous physician and a daughter of a known family owning a business monopoly.

She places her hand on the metal handle of the wooden door and pushes down on it before opening the door. The door reveals Alex, neatly dressed, suited up and looking uneasy. The minute he rode into Cara's street until he parked and got down, he has been getting weird stares. Maybe it's the Maserati he drove in or the Armani suit he has on but he knows he has to get out of the neighbourhood as soon as possible before he gets abducted or worse. "I need..." Alex begins to speak but he is cut off with a door to his face. Cara slams the door on the billionaire not thinking about what she has to lose.

“Moriah, dear child, think about our relatives. They will have the reason to taunt our family again. Ethan Miller is rescuing you from this disgrace and please don’t allow our relatives to trample on us yet again.” Jianyu said, his voice imploring yet authoritative. For Ethan Miller to marry Moriah will be her redemption from the humiliation of being dumped on her wedding day. Ethan Miller is a 31 year old billionaire. At the age of 17 he was already an astute businessman and became the youngest billionaire in the UK at the age of 25. All thanks to his father who had taught him brilliant business principles and skills.

Mocking. “Well, of course,” Ellie said lazily. “She’s already planned everything.” Kate stopped speaking. Ellie leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. “This was always the goal, wasn’t it honey ? The money. The comfort. The lifestyle.” Her gaze slid over Kate deliberately. “You wanted to be a billionaire’s wife so badly you schemed your way into his life. How desperate ” Kate didn’t react. She had learned long ago that silence hurt more than words. “All poor people are the same,” Ellie continued lightly. “They grab whatever opportunity they can even if it means stealing someone else’s life.”

I took another step closer, “but I’ll drag your company through the mud. I’ll make sure everyone knows exactly what kind of man you are, how you treat your clients.” He flinched slightly at my words, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I needed to say it. To remind myself as much as him. “I’m married to Ryan,” I spat out, my chest tightening at the name. “And that’s all that will ever be, Mr Rathore, you’re dead to me, you died the day I sent you those papers, we are nothing but strangers, I will never love you, so wake up from the fairytale you seem to be building in your head.”

It is a contract marriage and I am now a bought bride, in blood and wealth. Anesha Escarrá.