Shotgun Marriage To A Ceo 소설 & 이야기

Then, she clapped a hand to her mouth as if she had said something she shouldn’t have said. “I am not saying that you are not a catch because that would be lying. You know your worth, and no man can make you feel less than who you are, but.. and I mean it. What if he was plotting all these so he could get his hands on your shares in Gunner Holdings, Inc.? Remember, he did not know that you owned them, and only after he knew about it, he began to talk about marrying you again.” By now, Shan appeared quite invested in the tales we hashed out.

They also noticed that Nathan, the boss, looked calm. "I'm Sonya Carter. You must be wondering who I am. Well, I'll introduce myself." Sonya glanced at Nathan, who remained unfazed, not even a hint of surprise. "I am the lady bound in marriage to the esteemed Mr. Nathan Wilson, CEO of Wils." There was a whispered gasp from the audience, which was surprising as they had never heard that the boss was married. "You all must be surprised, right? Because our marriage was not publicized. We've been married for almost five years, but only our families know about it."

She slid into the booth, eyes scanning iris's face. “Damn. That bad?” Iris nodded and took the second shot in one clean motion. “Worse. My dad wants me to marry Marx Danver.” Her words made Dina blinked, “wait, what? The CEO, Marc Danver?” Dina blinked again. “The same. Ruthless CEO of Babel & co tech industries.,” “ That build his empire behind the back of the weaklings.” “Exactly.” Dina leaned back folding her arm. “ And your dad thinks marrying you off to him will fix things?”

I told him, and I watched in satisfaction as he tried to figure out what I was talking about. “Who is that?” He asked with a frown. “The man you were talking to earlier. My husband and the CEO of Axis,” I said smugly. Oh, how satisfying it was to watch the colour drain from his awful place. “Husband? You are married? How? When?” he stuttered, and he was about to grip me, but I stepped back, so his hands dropped limply to the side. “Yes. My dad, your brother, arranged the marriage and gave Atticus full management control of the company” I should deny how it felt good to brag with his name, but I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

she shouted, and I nodded. “What the fuck?” she exclaimed, rubbing her head. Then she looked at me. “I thought he wanted to be a baseball pitcher all his life. When did he suddenly become a CEO?” I stared at her. “Is that question for me?” She sighed when she realized. “I guess he must have left his sunshine, then.” I shook my head again. “They’re still together. She’s even a director in the company. They’re getting married soon—she bragged about it. And he even had the nerve to pretend he didn’t know me.”

Over and over again, I'd bring up the idea of getting married, but every time, he'd wave it off with an excuse. At first, it was because he had just taken over the company and his position was still unstable, so he was not in the mood to get married. Later, he said we would marry once his position became more secure. After that, he said we would only marry after I trained someone to replace me. Not once did I doubt him. For that promise of a marriage, I refused offers from multiple great companies. I even stayed by his side and helped him, even if I was not paid well.

They gasped for breath, still locked in the kiss, while the crowd below went wild. Back when we first got married, Amelia felt pressured because I was the CEO of a listed company. She suggested keeping our marriage a secret, and I went along with it, so most employees had no idea we were married. Only a handful of my most trusted senior executives knew the truth.

Luke stood up furiously to confront Kenny but was interrupted by the wedding officiant. “Hold on sir, I have been briefed about the sudden change of events by Sir Connor Von Aleister himself, and I was instructed to officiate the shotgun marriage as per traditional dictates. Upon hearing the words of the wedding officiant, Mary burst into tears, overwhelmed with shame. She covered her face with her palm and turned around to walk away. The pregnant lady’s parent, upon hearing the words of the wedding officiant, let out a joyous scream of celebration while hugging each other and applauding.

I was yet to recover from the shock of finding out about her betrayal at the company from Frank and now this one that hit me ten times harder? “You all have gone mad. Surely, you won’t believe this man. Scarlett is my wife!” I emphasized with a fierce intensity, unable to believe anything they just said. “We married nine years ago at St. Anne’s Catholic Church. We exchanged vows in front of thousands of people, signed the marriage certificate and our union was blessed with an incredible son, Jake. So no one can tell me otherwise.” “If you’re still in doubt then you have to see this,” the man said behind me, causing me to turn and look at him.

Tomorrow, the jet engines of the Lander Gulfstream would roar to life, carrying us away from this sanctuary and back into the shark tank of Los Angeles. We would land, and the noise would start immediately. The cameras, the questions, the whispers. To the world, we were the scandal of the decade—the ruthless CEO who swooped in to marry his best friend’s pregnant ex-wife. To the world, this was a passionate, perhaps illicit, love affair that had culminated in a shotgun wedding. They didn't know the truth. They didn't know about the document sitting in the safe back at the penthouse. The private agreement. The expiration date.