Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Audiobook

"But that one in the middle. That's Kelvin Conner." The name didn't mean anything to me. She must have seen the confusion on my face because she grabbed my shoulders. "Kelvin Conner," she repeated. "The billionaire. He owns half the buildings in this city. He's on the news all the time. He's literally the richest man in New York." I looked back at the group to try to see which one she meant. The man in the middle was tall with brown hair combed to the side, gray eyes that looked at the club like he owned it. I guess he probably could buy it if he wanted to.

It was completely empty except for a single bed, a nightstand and a dresser, with a small table and a chair by the window. The man had more than enough money, and was rumored to have billions, yet he brought me here? I wasn’t even surprised. Clutching my arms tightly, I pressed my lips together, before sitting on the bed, still wearing my white wedding dress. I stared at the floor and hugged my arms around myself, letting the reality of my situation slowly settle into a mold in my head. This was never the kind of life I wanted for myself.

“‘The Billionaire’s Virgin Bride.’ How fitting.” “Ethan!” “What? I’m just observing the parallels between your reading material and your current situation. Though I have to say, I’m disappointed by the lack of research accuracy.” I blinked. “Research accuracy?” “Well, you’re marrying a billionaire, but you’re hardly a virgin bride, are you?” His eyes glinted with mischief. “Unless there’s something you haven’t told me.” The heat in my cheeks could have powered a small city. “That’s none of your business!”

�� 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸—𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵� �𝗺 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹!

“Let me help you" I pleaded, my hands gripping her tightly. "Fine. If you're so bent on solving my problems, you can marry me then" the lady snapped in frustration, forcing the engagement ring on my fingers. "Let's go get our marriage certificate then" I urged with a knowing smile. ....... Behind the spotlight, Luisa's life is a complexity of lies and scandals. Haunted by the tragic drowning of her sister, which she blames herself for, she built walls around her heart. Her carefully constructed walls begin to crumble when a compromising video threatening to expose the death of her sister surfaces. As the past and present collide, Luisa has to confront her demons and face the lies that she's

The crash was deafening, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the room like a gunshot. I let out a bitter laugh, running a shaky hand through my disheveled hair. This was my punishment, wasn’t it? For what I had done to Bridget. I had chosen Vera over her, thinking I was upgrading my life. But instead, I had stepped into a living nightmare. My career, my love life, my peace—everything had spiraled into chaos the moment I married that devil Vera. The moment I denied Bridget and my baby. It was as if she had been the glue holding everything together, and without her, my world had crumbled.

Just throwing away a hundred million to play a casino-related wealth product. "Are these the only ones I have to sign?" Esteban looked at the wristwatch again. "I have to pick up my husband from work so I'll end this meeting here." "Y-yes, S-sir..." It stuttered. "Are you married?" Andrew nervously laughed softly. “Yes. She’s Hadrianna Lazaro-Montecillo. My wife.” Amanda felt the joy and pride in every word he uttered.

I can feel his eyes boring into my back as I walk away, but I don’t dare look back at him. As I walk through the crowd, I spot Veronica across the room. She’s talking with some man I don’t recognize, but her posture is perfect and her smile radiant, as always. She’s everything I could never be. Confident. Successful. Accomplished. She fits here. I never will. I calm my nerves and take a deep breath. "Leila." The voice stops me. I turn slowly, almost feel extreme reluctance to look at anyone, and there he is. Alexander Hawke. The man I’m about to marry. The billionaire. The stranger.