The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Emma Novels & Stories

"Who is she, Alexander? And don't give me the press version." "She's my wife." "She's an event planner with significant debt and no social standing. You've handed Sterling ammunition." "Sterling already had ammunition. Emma is the response to it." I watched her through the coffee shop window, talking to a small child who'd approached her table, making the kid laugh. "She's not what you're assuming she is." "They never are, until they are." "I'll have David send you the relevant documents. The marriage is legal and final." I ended the call before he could respond.

It doesn’t mean anything” I tell myself repeatedly as we start walking. We met the lawyers signed the required documents and in a few minutes, we were named husband and wife. Lily started clapping and smiling when the officiant said, “You can now kiss the bride” “Why” I shouted in my head.” We are not supposed to kiss” I thought to myself. I looked at Colton and saw him moving closer. I didn’t know when I closed my eyes until I felt his lips on my cheeks. I opened my eyes and stared at his. His dark eyes stared at me like he was mesmerized that I was his wife or something.

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.”

Love, Emily. Richard's vision blurred. He clutched the letter tightly against his chest. "I'm so sorry..." Downstairs... Margaret's phone suddenly rang. She answered lazily. "Hello?" A cheerful voice replied, "Congratulations!" Margaret frowned. "For what?" "I just saw the news online." "What news?" "The billionaire wedding!" "They're saying Alexander Blackwood got married after the bride disappeared." Margaret laughed. "So?" "The replacement bride looks exactly like your stepdaughter." Margaret's smile disappeared.

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.

Tricia neared Emily whose face still contoured in confusion at Tricia's reaction. "Emily you got married to a billionaire. In fact, he owns the major companies spread all round Asia and he is also the owner of INC CORP" INC CORP was one of the biggest producing company in the city. Business men were dying to invest with them. "You should be happy. Didn't you see the reaction at the restaurant the other day when he came. Emily you hit the Jack pot" Emily silently listened while Tricia rattled on. "I don't care if he is rich or not. Our marriage is a contract and when it ends I'm gone"

"I’ll miss you. When you return from your honeymoon, we’ll continue our adventure." Emma chuckled softly, neither rejecting nor agreeing. She simply slipped from his grasp with ease and strode into the bathroom, leaving Devlin watching after her with an unreadable expression. … Today was the most important day of her life. Emma couldn't afford to lose herself in pleasure and forget that fact. Standing under the shower, she recalled the day she threw herself into the arms of Duong Alden, the young heir of an empire that spanned luxury casinos, grand hotels, construction companies, and prestigious hospital chains.

Emily took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing heart as she stood outside the wedding chapel. She had imagined this moment a million times, but never quite like this. She was about to marry a man she barely knew, a man who was over double her age and a billionaire businessman named Alexander Pierce. The door to the chapel opened, and a woman in a white gown emerged, followed by a man who was clearly her groom. Emily stepped forward, taking her place at the back of the line. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she was determined to make the most of this opportunity.

"He wants me." "Good to know that." She looks at me. "I have heard that sometimes rich gay men marry an unsuspecting, shy woman to keep up appearances. Glad to know that's not the case for you, given how quickly he married you and wanted to marry you on the night he met you." "Les, why are you making it sound like it's a bad thing?"

And she was planning on trapping a billionaire. How on earth was she going to mix with people like this every day? With sudden clarity, Emma realized there was more to this whole plan than just marrying someone with money. She would never be accepted amongst the rich and famous unless she learned to act like them and she was woefully unprepared for that. Jake, she noticed, sat and chatted with them with an ease that seemed innate while she sat stiffly, too afraid to move in case she spilled her tea on the priceless antique furniture.