The Billionaire's Bride Novels & Stories

he will always asked himself and throw the pictures of the supposed ladies pictures brought to him by his dad to choose a bride, Been the only son of a billionaire, bussiness owners,companies Manager and other source of wealth, He was forced to get married or to his dad will seized everything he had, Having no option,he agreed to get married without a bride, Wedding invitation sent to family and friends for the wedding of Clifford Brown with no bride available, But one thing is certain,he must get a bride before the day of the wedding, What happened when Rissa Williams became the last day bride of the cold, sturbon, arrogant son of a wealthy billionaire? How will their marriage life be? Will

he murmured, “the world will know your name.” She smiled. “One day.” Outside, the city continued unaware. Inside, a billionaire claimed not an empire— But a wife the world would never see coming.

“His bride disappeared? Did she die or…” “No one knows.” He replied and my heart stopped. “It could be that she ran away or got kidnapped. No one knows actually. But Romanov has to get married in two days. And his bride will automatically get over half of his properties.” He explained and I paused, turning to look at him in shock. “Half? That man is a billionaire! If that's the case, why would his bride run? Unless she was in trouble.” I muttered, mostly to myself than to him and he sighed. “Wait, how do you know all this?”

were the words and actions that made me clear my mother's hospital bills and other expenses at home before leaving them with an excuse – ‘I'm going to work for the money I got’. I got to the altar and my saliva dried up on its own on seeing the billionaire,throat sore god's had to wait for this very moment. He was looking so perfect in the expertly tailored suit on him and the pomade hairstyle allowed his cuteness to scream out itself. “You may now unveil your bride” the priest's words came, interrupting my thoughts and immediately, the billionaire raised my veil, allowing me to have a clearer view of his perfect looks. Our gazes locked for a while and I felt my heart skip a thousand beats a

Ethan, holding his daughter who just got engaged at 20 in Zara dress, said, "No merger. But you can buy coffee at Shoreditch. £3 latte. You pay. And you can buy building for strollers. Next to my building for strollers. Two buildings for one stroller. Family tradition." And Leo and Rose kissed again, with 1001 roses around them, with plastic folder from Chelsea Registry Office that said MARRIAGE BY MISTAKE - BUT ON PURPOSE, with Elise and Ethan watching, with Grandma eating cheese and planning great-great-grandson Dior strawberry pajamas. Like mother, like daughter. Like father, like son-in-law. Like mistake, like destiny. The billionaire who married by mistake. His daughter who hat ed billi

The ceremony was a small one where only the most important people in our lives were invited. From that moment onwards, I felt trapped. I was bound to a ruthless Billionaire by a contract and by a child. On the night of our wedding, Dominic insisted that I slept in the same room with him. I knew that it was his own way of torturing me. As I laid on the king-sized bed with my back against him, I felt his arms pull me closer to himself. His hot breath lingered against my ear. "You stole from me Lena.." He slowly whispered. His voice dripped with malice. "Now I will make sure you spend the rest of your life paying for it.”

I look back, and Zara is still standing on the same spot I just moved away from. She hasn't moved a foot since I started walking. She still has the train of my dress in her hands, and she looks like she's ready to drag me to the floor with it. "Babe! What the fuck are you doing?" I whisper-yell at her. "You see that?" she says, still standing firm in her spot. “A hot-ass billionaire, a man who could have sent a hundred men to crash this wedding, came here himself. For you. He's gonna get dragged to a cell right now because of it."

Pulling at his shirt's sleeves, he lets his gaze wander on my body. "Let's sleep together then. I'm a pretty busy man. I don't have the time to go on a hundred dates." He sexily runs a hand through his hair. "And it's not like my answer to wanting to marry you will change after a hundred dates." He straightens his back to take a better look at me. "I like you, and the way you were checking me out earlier, I can say you feel the same. And let me tell you, I'm capable, wealthy, handsome, and well-established. Then why shouldn't we get married?" I'm unexpectedly out of words since he's making valid points. I lick my lips, not knowing what to say. I exhale as I come up with something that makes

SOPHIA I stormed out of the house without looking back or caring to listen to my Dad as he called behind me. I just can't sit and watch my humble self get married to a man I haven't seen in my entire life. My greatest fear is he is a billionaire. Who knows if he is Christian Grey kind of Billionaire? God forbid. I have to put in my best.

she said while trying to smile, although her voice trembled slightly. The man stood quietly, his gaze sharp yet cold. He looked at Lady for a moment before speaking in a firm tone. "I did not come to attend this wedding. I came to pick up the bride. And I've also brought a wedding gift for the bride - a hundred billion dollars, a thousand pieces of gold, several certificates of houses, villas, luxury cars, and more." The room instantly went silent, and within seconds, shocked whispers began to spread among the guests. The gifts mentioned were truly beyond imagination.