Runaway Billionaire Becomes My Groom Cast Novels & Stories

In the dim glow of the passing streetlights, he looked every bit the ruthless man she had fought so hard to escape. “You’re still my wife,” he said evenly. “Until I say otherwise.” The Billionaire’s Mansion The car pulled into a long, winding driveway lined with towering trees. At the end of the road stood Lucian’s estate—a sprawling mansion of steel and glass, sitting atop a hill like a fortress. A cold weight settled in Seraphina’s stomach. The moment the car stopped, Lucian stepped out and walked around to her side, opening the door. She didn’t move. “Get out,” he ordered, his voice dangerously calm.

If there were another option belle i swear I wouldn’t be lying to your face right now. A giggle followed. “I really can’t wait.” She Stayed curled up beside me and began scrolling through her phone when a her voice suddenly cut through the calm. “Hey! Have you heard about this billionaire wedding everyone’s be talking about?” I was startled. I couldn’t let it show. “What wedding?” I asked calmly. “Uhm—I don’t really know though. I saw something about it in France too.” Lie your way around it. “Ah! That” I have a dry laugh, trying to sound convincing.

I ran until the lights of the cathedral disappeared and the city swallowed me whole. I don’t know how long I ran (ten minutes? Twenty?). My legs gave out in front of a tiny 24-hour coffee shop glowing like a lighthouse in hell. I shoved the door open, soaked, shaking, mascara streaking down my face like war paint. The barista (a nineteen, purple hair, nose ring) took one look at me and dropped the milk pitcher. “Holy shit. You’re… you’re the runaway bride. It’s trending everywhere.” I laughed. It came out broken. “Yeah. Can I just… sit?”

It was hungry and desperate and confused — like he was trying to remember what it felt like to want something. I kissed him back. One thing led to a coatroom. The coatroom led to his penthouse. His penthouse led to his bed, which was cold and white and big enough to lose yourself in. I lost myself in it. And in the morning, he was already gone. --- Present day The note was on the pillow. "Enjoyed the act. Name your price." Attached to it was a business card: Alexander Black, CEO, Black Industries. I'd seen that face on magazine covers. The youngest billionaire in New York. The man who fired his own father from the family company. The ghost who never smiled.

Half an hour later, I was in the backseat of a black sedan, clutching my bouquet so hard some petals had bent beneath my fingers. The city blurred outside the window. This was really happening. I was really being taken to marry Adrian Lancaster. The Adrian Lancaster. The billionaire heir with the ruthless reputation, the cold face in business magazines, the man Sienna had once called too dangerous to love. The courthouse ceremony passed like a fever dream. Just a private room with a single civil official. My father's voice did most of the talking while my mother just stood one side, staring at her nails like this was none of her concern.

“No. There is no way we would forgive that.” “I read somewhere that the businessman and his family are happy now,” the husband said, looking at his wife for confirmation. The wife nodded eagerly. “His business is booming and he has cut ties with political figures. Oh! I think they finally tied the knot. Went honeymooning to some island.” Her husband snorted. “Imagine if they were here and we happened to bump into them.” “That would be hilarious!” she responded, giggling. Kai and I looked at each other with matching grins.

I had to swallow to get rid of the lump of my throat and took a step backward. “You can leave now,” I declared. I turned around and started stepping on my feet as he spoke again. “We just agreed to get married. And it was just a fucking marriage of convenience. No mutual affection. It’s just politically and pure business!” I stopped and shot up my head for a beat second, not wanting to hear all his explanations. “I’m sorry, but I had enough of you Mr. Saavedra,” I painfully said. I finally left and walked away. *** I SAT ON the cool metal chair. From here, on the balcony, I could see the whole city.

If only he hadn’t promised her that he would not disturb her again, he would have gone to ask her for more money. Going back on his former decision, he picked up his bottle of booze and took another large chug of it, then got up and turned on his small television, so that he could at least, have some sound in the room. He didn’t even bother watching it, but he soon heard a name that made his head jerk up. It was Tracy’s name, and the news that he was hearing shocked him more than he had thought that he could be shocked. Apparently, the guy whom she was getting married to – the same guy whom she had said was not rich, was a freaking billionaire.

"Half a month? 50 million? Caroline, you're really like one of those princesses in fairy tales who think that the world revolves around them." "Just tell me if it's a deal." Caroline looked directly into his eyes, her gaze firm. It was actually Eddy's first time seeing her so resolute. His heart inexplicably skipped a beat. He averted his gaze hastily and said, "Caroline, you know what it is I want. We really don't have to make things ugly. As long as you marry me and give your kidney to Layla, she will live a healthy life. You just stay out of our business and be a good wife on paper, then you'll spend the rest of your life without worry. It’s just that you're so hell-bent on marrying a pen

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