Romans & histoires The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Emma Miller

And after that day Matilda cut off all connections with Jerald. Matilda realized that Jerald was on the verge of losing his job when they were dating. As the personal chartered accountant to the President of the UN, she quickly ran for safety into the arms of a celebrity actor known for his iconic romantic action movies. She believed Jerald was about to lose everything, and she was not willing to be part of that. All she cared about was her career as a model and finding someone who could sponsor her lifestyle while she gathered money to travel the world—her number one life goal. “Your sister told me all you were up to. Please leave my marriage alone please I am begging you please”

Emma immediately regretted existing. “It was raining.” “That doesn’t answer the question,” Stephanie replied. “I almost slipped.” “And his solution was carrying you?” “He said it was faster.” Maya pressed both hands dramatically against her chest. “That man belongs in historical fiction.” Stephanie pointed at Emma. “No because emotionally competent billionaires are fictional. Check his tax records immediately.” Emma laughed despite herself. Which unfortunately encouraged them further. Maya leaned forward. “What else happened?” “He made coffee.” Maya froze. “Oh, you’re doomed.”

It felt steady and real and it felt good which is not what I expected because Soren is a man I am supposed to be pretending to like. My cheeks burned even hotter. I could feel the warmth creeping down my neck, and I groaned quietly to myself. "Get it together, Talia." This was ridiculous. I hugged him because I was grateful. Anyone would have done the same after hearing they could finally see their little brother. That was all. He was still the same calculating billionaire who had me under contract. One unexpected moment of kindness didn't erase everything else. It didn't magically make this marriage real. ...Did it?

The morning of the wedding dawned bright and clear. Emma stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bridal suite, her heart pounding. The custom white gown hugged her curves perfectly—elegant yet sensual, with a low back and delicate lace that hinted at the body Alexander knew so intimately. Her mother sat nearby, beaming with happiness. “You look like a dream,” her mother said, squeezing her hand. “Alexander is a lucky man.” Emma smiled, but inside, emotions swirled. What had started as a desperate contract had transformed into something real, raw, and terrifyingly beautiful. She loved the ruthless billionaire who had bought her. And today, she was choosing him forever.

She was here for a reason that even the gods didn't know why. How she ended up married to the billionaire playboy was beyond her. Two years ago, being drunk and stupid, she accidentally married him. Oh yes, it was just a mistake, a fuckin' stupid drunken judgment, not that she could blame herself. After all, being too drunk in Las Vegas and accidentally marrying a billionaire was never on her bucket list.

“I think that's why I like you so much. You never saw me as a meal ticket or anything other than another human being. You didn’t see a billionaire playboy, you saw a normal person. I can’t tell you how much that means to me.” My hand went to my throat, feeling the cool silver dolphin charm. “That’s why you didn’t hesitate to buy this, and why you didn’t want any pictures at the wedding. If you’re a billionaire, then you’re famous too, right?” “I never meant to lie to you Emma. I loved the way you looked at me. I loved your honesty and how genuinely wonderful you were without knowing who I was. I’m surrounded by fake people who only want my money every moment of every day, but you, you were d

Intrigued by her new family, she decided to do some research. After contemplating for a moment, she decided to search for the most magnificent mansion in Las Vegas. To her surprise, the first mansion that popped up was the one she was currently in. Reading the accompanying article, she learned that the estate belonged to the Mills, the wealthiest billionaire family in Las Vegas, boasting numerous companies locally and globally. A picture of the Mills was attached to the article, and Rosaline’s eyes widened as she spotted Frederick’s picture with the caption “CEO of Mills Company.” A gasp escaped her when she saw his net worth. “He is bloody rich.”

As far as cliches went, she was the only thing in the way of the new wife getting the entire fortune. Therefore, Amelia found every possible way to frustrate her and embarrass her in front of her father and his friends. So of course, when she found out Ashley’s boyfriend was from a wealthy family, she had to go get her clutches into him. She groaned and held back the urge to puke. Alcohol was never really her thing, she didn’t know what actually got into her.