The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Emma Novels & Stories

I would never forgive him for pushing me into this marriage with that infamously wealthy billionaire, running the most cruel cartels of Mexico. I, Emily Arquette, the supposed heiress of the Arquette legacy… My whole life fell apart in a heartbeat. My father’s “noble” businessman reputation turned out to be a lie; the price of our wealth was my freedom. I never imagined I would walk down the aisle, dressed in a white gown, about to marry a man I have never even met.

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 stranger who was somehow going to make all her pain disappear. And it begins.... Raya Bridges stood in the midst of the large crowd completely frozen with a dinner tray in her hand. She was unsure of what to do or say. What was supposed to be just another day at work had gone very unexpectedly. “My dear, please consider my offer, marry my son Raphael.” Fredrick Renolds said again. “Uhm… Uhm… I… I” Raya stuttered. The whole scenario felt so surreal to her, she could not understand why Fredrick Renolds who happened to be the wealthiest man in West Hartford would want her as his daughter in-law.

Back at her small apartment, Emma sat on her bed lost in thought about her things lately: the death of their parents, Lukas cancer, their endless visits to the hospital, the huge medical bills, and how she has been striving to provide a three-square meal for them. "How did it come to this?" she whispered to herself. “Marry a stranger and bear his child for money? It sounds insane…” But then the thought struck her. Why settle for just the $350,000 when the man she was about to marry was obviously wealthy? What if she could negotiate something better? Though she has to be very strategic so she doesn't sound so greedy. What if I can convince him to sponsor Lukas’ spot in the clinical trial inst

Emily replied Emma's question making sure she answered them all. "That's alright, it's such a nice and huge building, what is the name of the boss?" Emma asked. "You mean you don't know who owns E&M Corporation?" Emily asked Emma. "Yes, I don't know and that's why I asked you." Emma said a little angry about Emily's question. "Well, it seems you're new to town because the boss is a powerful and wealthy billionaire that is very popular in this city." Emily mouthed as she let her last word trail.

“Is this a joke?” “Not at all,” Emma replied. “It's serious.” "You're getting married just to obtain your inheritance," he said slowly, his voice filled with disbelief. “Yes, I am and i need your total discretion , because i dont want any member of my family and my Parents’ Lawyer knowing that my marriage is contract.” Emma explained. He read the name again. “Ace Blacke?” “Correct.” Said Emma. He looked at her like she’d lost her mind. “Emma…” “I know what it sounds like. But this is the only way,” emma cut in.

We didn’t look like two drunk idiots playing pretend. I looked up at Eric and said, “We’re screwed. “Completely, and utterly fucked.” My heart was pounding and then, I read the caption below the video: “British Billionaire Heir Marries Mystery Woman in Miami.” That one sentence was bold enough to punch my soul straight out of my body. I blinked at first, then blinked again. British… what? Billionaire… Who? “What—?” I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself.

But before that day comes, I won't allow myself to leave as a pitiful loser. If Zane saw her as nothing more than a cheap toy that could be tamed with sweet words and empty promises, then Emma would prove that she could win the attention of a man who was far more powerful, far more mature, and belonged to a world that an actor like Zane could never hope to reach. Emma's thoughts immediately settled on a single name: Lucas Moura Blackwood. The mysterious middle-aged man from Presidential Suite 6009. An untouchable European billionaire who was cold, distant, and regarded every woman as nothing more than a trap.