The Abandoned Bride Married A Tycoon Novels & Stories

"Do you understand why you're here?" "No, actually. Your officers mentioned fraud and coercion, but I haven't done anything illegal." "That remains to be seen." She pulled out a document, my marriage contract. "Explain this." My stomach churned. "It's a marriage contract. Where did you get that?" "Answer the question, please." "It's exactly what it looks like. Alexander and I entered into a contractual marriage arrangement." "For money." "Yes. Three million dollars over two years, plus medical expenses for my mother."

Cronous Fauler, down on his knees, begged them to let the marriage happen. “I promise to give her the life she wants, so please!” he begged on his knees. Zaria’s mother faltered by the sight but her father on the other hand, would not change his decision. He bent down to meet Cronous on eye-level. “She’s marrying into the Akurst family.” His eyes widened, shocked by the unbelievable thing he just heard. He was frozen momentarily, his eyes filled with tears while his clothes and hair disheveled. “Did you even ask what she wanted?!” He curled up his fist, trying his best not to let the tears flow down. They looked at him not with pity, but indifference.

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

It doesn’t mean anything” I tell myself repeatedly as we start walking. We met the lawyers signed the required documents and in a few minutes, we were named husband and wife. Lily started clapping and smiling when the officiant said, “You can now kiss the bride” “Why” I shouted in my head.” We are not supposed to kiss” I thought to myself. I looked at Colton and saw him moving closer. I didn’t know when I closed my eyes until I felt his lips on my cheeks. I opened my eyes and stared at his. His dark eyes stared at me like he was mesmerized that I was his wife or something.

"A bride should look happy." I swallowed down the lump in my throat. "Of course." My lips curved into a fake smile. The ceremony ended in applause, hollow and cruel and Jethro didn't spare me a glance. Instead, he descended the steps, and when his hand finally extended it wasn't for me, it was for Lydia. Lydia rose gracefully, slipping her hand into his as though she were the true bride, which made the crowd whisper again, some even smirked, some pitied, most simply watched, eager for scandal. I stood there, alone at the altar, bound in name but discarded in truth.

He will divorce this woman as soon as the mission is over. After the wedding banquet Tyler brought Jade to his mansion that was located in the heart of an affluent district of the city. Just like any other newly wedded man, Tyler picked his new bride up in his arms and carried her bridal style. He hated to do it but he had to act like they're in love. There might be a traitor working in the mansion and he couldn't afford to screw up the mission. Jade was tongue tied and couldn't utter a single word to refuse him. Her face turned from pink to red the longer she was in his arms.

“You’re maybe thirty-one at most, and you’re one of the most handsome and charming bachelors in the country. You’re a long way from ancient.” “You think I’m handsome and charming?” Now he was getting somewhere. She rolled her eyes and smirked. “I’m not the only one.” “But you’re the only one I’m asking to marry me. I’ve made my billions. Now, I want to make a family.” Her eyes widened and she edged back, pulling her hand away in the process. “Easy, tiger. You just jumped from marriage to babies in sixty seconds flat. Don’t you think we should take some time to talk this through?”

Carlos won't be able to survive a day if he didn't have his family's money. "You don't know that old man! My grandfather is such a tyrant! Since he wants me to get married, then I have no other choice than to do what he wants and get married! I am sure that he already has a candidate chosen for him! All that I need to do according to him is to get myself ready and he'll get me a wife! And my mom is on his side! She said I need to clean up my act and get married! So I was thinking, maybe you want to get married? We can have a double wedding. Now that your brother is getting married, maybe you're thinking of settling down too?" He asked me with a big grin on his face.

the priest said from the altar where he stood, cladded in a black tuxedo suit. “What? No, no, it can't be, no!” I murmured. It was happening, “no please no! I’m the bride! It’s me!” “Do you sir, Cormac know this lady?” the wedding celebrant asked out of the blue. “My husband doesn't——,” Ava was saying before Cormac interrupted her mid sentence. “No, I do not,” he replied coldly, staring deeply into my eyes. The once forest green eyes that were my safe haven held no emotions. They were cold like ice and blue.

The one he carries, and the one he lays before me. "What I am about to propose is indecent," he says. "But you are the first person to listen to me tonight. And I am perhaps the last who can save you from the abyss." I say nothing. I feel my fingers tighten against my knees. My heart beat harder. "I am offering you a bargain." He leans slightly forward. His scent envelops me, dry, woody, almost medicinal. "Carry my child." My throat tightens. "What?" "You are already pregnant. It's perfect. I offer you a roof, security, an entire life. In exchange, you give me what I can no longer have: an heir. My name. My blood… even if it is not from me."