Novel & Cerita The Billionaire Accidental Bride Book

Bile flooded her throat as paralyzing terror clawed its way up from the pit of her stomach. Last night, she'd gotten blackout drunk and married an absolute stranger. A billionaire stranger, from the look of this palatial mansion and his butler - or whatever that woman was supposed to be. And now she was trapped in his home...alone...as his wife. This couldn't be happening! How had one night of drunk idiocy spun so disastrously out of control? The Naked Billionaire - for that was clearly what he was - took a cocky step toward her. "That dress doesn't leave much to the imagination, Mrs. R. Although why don't we just skip the clothes altogether?"

The article spread faster than any of them expected. By midnight, Aria’s face was everywhere. News blogs. Gossip accounts. Financial tabloids. Short videos stitched together with dramatic music and red circles around blurry screenshots from the marina footage. Missing heiress alive? Who is the woman living with billionaire Ethan Blackwood? Victor Hale finally speaks after daughter mystery resurfaces. Every headline felt more unhinged than the last. And somehow, every single one still managed to terrify her.

She read it. She stood in the doorway of the kitchen in the grey sweater and she read the headline and she felt the specific quality of something you have been managing against for thirty-seven days arriving anyway, arriving in the specific form you had imagined in the dark at three and four and five in the morning, arriving not as the feared possibility but as the accomplished fact. BILLIONAIRE FOOLED: BRIDE SWAP SCANDAL. Her face. Victoria's face. Side by side. Someone had done the work.

She had worries that her anxiety would cause her to sweat and ruin her makeup or dress. This was really happening. Just the other day, she had been sitting in her classroom, and here she was, getting married to a complete stranger, not just anyone, a billionaire for that matter. This had to be a dream. "Lily!" "Huh?" She snapped out of thoughts. "I said, it's time." Anna repeated her words. 'Here comes the bride' was already playing from the other end and Fred appeared through the curtain. He looked stunned to see her and she knew he was rightly so. She looked like she had been born rich and for the first time, his lips twitched into a smile at her.

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

I click the link, and as I do, I wish I had just left my phone at home. My heart stops as I read the information scrawled on the website, the information, as always, about Leone Ares Sinclair. And me. However, it’s Nicco who says the news out loud, his voice oddly empty as he does so; “New York’s hottest billionaire announces the date of his wedding to up—and-coming painter Ava Jade Allard. He says that his red-headed lover and himself will be getting wed in less than a month.” Three weeks. Leonel told the press we’re getting married in three weeks?

And for the first time in years, I had a sumptuous meal. “Whoever you are, Diana. I'm very grateful that you chose to look exactly like me. Because of you I'll get to live in luxury. I'll be swimming in so much wealth and plus I have a very handsome husband. A vegetable, but that will do” I cheered moving swiftly across the floor in my glorious dance. I whined my waist to no beats. My feet stopped moving when I drew nearer to the bed where the handsome dude occupied. He was just the same as I had seen him today. Completely still and motionless.

I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

It had been years since I had set foot in this city, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia mixed with excitement. I was here with a purpose, and it was all thanks to Cullen, my new billionaire husband. Sure, our marriage was a contract, but it allowed me to experience a life of luxury that I never thought was possible. I couldn't complain, especially since I was never going to be broke again. But as we approached the city, I couldn't help but think about Drew. Why was he in my head? Why couldn't I stop thinking about him?? Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed when the driver announced our arrival at our destination. I stepped out of the car and took a long look at the most expens

He looked over to the table by his side, and picked up something and stretched it towards her. Aria grabbed it with shaky hands, eyes scanning through it. It was unbelievable. Reflexively, her hands flew to her mouth. She had gotten married to the stranger whose name was Robert Lincoln, judging from the marriage certificate. No wonder, she had the ring on her finger. She raised her gaze to face him, his expression was a complete contrast to hers. He did not share in her horror, he was completely fine. His calmless annoyed her. What sort of a man is this?