Shondaland Bridgerton Novels & Stories

But as impossible as it may sound, a man as secured as him, owned a famous company that somebody trustworthy enough supervised under his name. Fortunately though, that person was needed no more, because what was awaited upon has just been found. HIS BRIDE. . . Well technically, she wasn't yet his bride, but willing or not, she would be. He had already spotted her, she had already been chosen, she was his now…undeniably his.

“She deserves nothing but the best.” Beside me, my groom beamed with happiness, oblivious to the turmoil roaring inside me. I met his gaze, but I was unable to look into his eyes for more than a few seconds, feeling a pang of sadness knowing that our marriage was built on deception. Mr Anderson Shield, is the sole heir to Shield Pictures, the leading film production company in Hollywood. A man known for his dedication and charisma in the way he managed his business, the only son born to the late Mr. and Mrs Shield, founders of the lavish empire.

After that, we went back to our respective rooms to get ready for school. The island also has a school where only selected people are allowed to enroll - rich people. First and second-generation rich kids to be specific as far as my knowledge serves me right. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce to you our new student, Chloie Clarkson. To those who think she comes from a wealthy family like you, no she isn't. However, she works at the Bridgerton's mansion as the young master's new nanny." says our professor. "So, let's all welcome her with a round of applause."

This time, she looks directly at Valerie. Her message is not only for the tenth bride. It is for Silas. She reveals that everything depended on one choice. Whether the heir of the Vane family would choose the curse... or choose the person standing beside him. The memory fades. Valerie turns toward Silas. He looks unsettled. Because he realizes something important. The first bride was not waiting for Valerie to arrive. She was waiting for Silas to finally break the cycle. And the next decision may determine whether the Vane curse survives or finally changes forever.

He said angrily at her. “They would see through it,look at her she’s a mess,she’s fidgeting,what would they say if they see her instead of Katherine,and worst of all dining in fear,won’t that make your name spill in the mud as a ruthless in law” Mr.Sinclair looked at her and finally took her point,he agreed to postpone the wedding till tomorrow,where I am more “comfortable” And then it hit me,so cold.Guests outside would soon rise to their feet, expecting to see a glowing bride walking toward her groom.But they would see only me. The imposter.

My mind was telling me to escape but my body kept doing the exact opposite by remaining stiff. Dominic's gaze left me stuck on the spot. His eyes were burning with fierce possessiveness. "You broke the contract deal..." He trailed off, slowly taking a few steps closer to me. Dominic paused run a hand through his hair in frustration before continuing to speak, his voice was laced with malice. "You were supposed to be a surrogate and not a lover. Now, somehow you carry my real child."

he asked next. My brows pulled together. “Saw what?” He lifted the remote from his desk and turned the large TV screen behind him toward me. The moment the headline appeared, I felt the floor shift. LUCIA BENNETT: THE CROOKED BRIDE OF THE GRAHAM EMPIRE? Her mugshot. Her name. Her story. Spun like some twisted PR scandal. I blinked. “What the hell is this?” “You tell me,” he said, finally looking at me. “That woman you married has the entire family name on the chopping block. You thought that wouldn’t come to light?”

I don't have time to wat properly and you ask me if I watch TV shows. "No, but my family watches." Aster nodded. He was glancing at his phone while working and he saw the recommendations pushed to him by the software. The CEOs contract wife: Three treasures Wait, what? Contract wife? Was this something really derived from reality? Was his life found out? He tentatively opened it. Adapted from the bestselling book. There was a book? He quickly downloaded the app and paid for the unlocking and started reading. The more he read, the more he frowned.

“I’m glad. And how’s Emily? Hope she isn’t bothering you too much. I’m sorry I was unable to come pick her up today like I promised.” “Oh nonsense. You know that our little angel is always welcome to stay with us as long as she needs.” “Thanks ma.” I replied. “But what is this I hear about your husband being a millionaire or something like that?” She asked, changing the subject with precise expertise that was peculiar only to the Jones’ household. He was actually a billionaire but I didn’t feel the need to correct her, ignorant being bliss and what not. “Yeah well, that happened.”

“Additions?” “Yes.” He paced a little. “Your responsibilities will increase. You’ll need to attend certain social gatherings with me.” Her heart skipped. “As what?” He met her gaze. “As my partner.” Her breath caught. “Your… pretend partner?” “Yes.” Of course. Pretend. She forced her voice to stay steady. “Why now?” Dante hesitated. “Because last night changed things.” Her pulse quickened. “The kiss?” “No,” he replied instantly, too defensively. “The situation. I received word from an investor this morning. They’re only continuing negotiations if I can prove stability in my personal life.”