The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Emma Novels & Stories

The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.

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.

he said turning to look at Tatiana. "Are you really this desperate!" He growled. "I'm sorry ," Tatiana whimpered. "So you're aware she's pregnant ," Emma said as she uncrossed her hands from her chest, placed it in her pocket and turned to face him. "When you found out she was pregnant for you how did you handle it ?!" She asked again "Emma , what the hell is all of this interrogations?!" "It isn't certain the baby is mine !" He replied. "Can you actually listen to yourself speak!" She finally bursted out and Tatiana just whimpered where she was lying as she watched the both of them exchange words .

Such witless and ineffective people. I thought deeply, my mind in a daze and soon, she popped into my mind. Emma. When did she grow so audacious? How dare she disregard me? One of the richest billionaires in the world. I could threaten to kill her if I want to and her fearful self would come running back to me for forgiveness. She had changed a lot.

She intended to travel light, knowing she would return with ten times the amount of luggage she was leaving with. "I'll bring Calvin along so he can assist us with the camera. Our I*******m page will be the most remarkable couple's page in the history of the platform," Emma exclaimed with excitement. Emma couldn't contain her joy. Chloe would now witness her living the life of a billionaire's wife while she mourned the loss of her boyfriend. When she returned, Emma was determined to find a way to win Alejandro over to her side. If she could locate the unidentified girl who had nearly run her over, she would have enough evidence to keep Alejandro Navarro under her control.

Mike struggled to find the correct words as he stammered, "H-Hi, I’m Mike Williams. I-I’m your Fiancé.” Emma’s face creased in confusion, her mind grappling to recall their past. “My fiancé?” She echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. “ I don’t think I know him. Was I engaged?” Linda, feeling the weight of the moment, reached out and gently held her hands. “Honey, please don’t worry too much,” She soothed her. “You had introduced him to me as your fiancé before the accident.”

It all felt too good to be true she didn’t know whether to cry or laugh about the situation she was in, why was his mother so hellbent on this baby? But she was desperate, she needed help for her mom, and that trumps all her worries, but Emma still couldn’t believe it, she couldn’t believe that she was going to be living in the same house with the arrogant billionaire Rowan king,

Laura, grateful for my words, smiled weakly while Susie let out a sound of displeasure and stormed off a few steps ahead of us. Sorry babe, I almost called out but held my tongue. I would make it up to her later. "It's just... When we moved to Vegas, all everyone could talk about was the new Mrs Lowell. How she rose from shame to fame. And had nothing before she scored the richest man in Vegas." Laura explained and I smiled. Of course, people thought that about me. No one knew it was a bloody contract that I had been conned into by my very own fiancee. The man whom I was going to marry! He sold me to the Lowells and went on his merry way like some fucking philistine.

I tried so hard to not think about the conversation I was going to have with her, but I already saw it coming. Her daughter was suddenly married to a hotshot billionaire who is known as the most feared man in Italy. And she doesn't even know about it. Of course, she would have heard about it. "Mãe." I greeted her, my voice a bit shaky. "Tell me it's not true, Avelina." Her voice was angry and I knew she was disappointed in me. I swallowed, trying to find the words to explain the situation to her. I knew the worst thing I could do was tell her the truth. She would be devastated and knowing her health conditions, I wouldn't want to put her in more stress than necessary.

“How... how can someone be so good at lying? I should’ve known when he said he went to high school with Allison Baker, you know, the top model? I thought it was just his usual bullshit. I should’ve known.” “Yeah, but no one expects a billionaire to be working undercover as an art curator,” I say, rolling my eyes. “He’s been playing everyone for a year. How did he even manage to do pull it off?” Breonna’s voice is rising in frustration now. “So, let me get this straight—Emmett’s a billionaire heir who’s been working at your gallery undercover for some stupid project no one asked him to work on, made me feel bad for calling him a trust-fund kid, and it turns out he actually is a trust fund kid