The Billionaire’s Discarded Bride Novels & Stories

Old ones, from the marriage, reframed in the worst possible light. The implication was not subtle either. Unfaithful wife. Disputed child. A woman who had cheated during her marriage and was now using a boy of questionable paternity to claw her way back into a billionaire’s empire. That was the story. Three hundred words and four photographs to tell it. I put my phone in my pocket. Stood there for a moment on the park steps with the cold air and the sound of traffic and the very specific feeling of something being taken from you before you had even decided whether you wanted it.

“Vivian, what are you doing crying like a baby? so your intentions are to paint me evil should it be your husband walks in now you would say I beat you up right? Anyways, that's not happening” Jolting and snapping out of her traumatic experience Vivian got a hold of herself. “What is your mission here in my house?” She asked softly, “I thought you left Jerald already? What are you doing back here? Is it because he is way richer now? And no longer the struggling young man you left then? I know you are here for the money. I can get him to write you a good cheque that will take care of you and your lifestyle. please just leave my marriage alone please”

"I have to marry his best friends grandson, Paul Sinclair.” I almost dropped my cup. Why were my broke ears hearing billionaire names. The Sinclairs were the richest family in Texas who owned nearly half of everything. I remember seeing Paul Sinclair in magazines. He was tall, blond and unbelievably handsome. For years women across Texas had voted him the state's hottest billionaire CEO. “My grandfather and Paul’s were good friends," Ivy continued, "so they decided each of their eldest grandkids would get married. But six months ago Paul had a terrible accident." She looked away. "He hasn't been the same since."

It was another different video release of her sex tape on their wedding eve. It's gone viral. Every major platform is so eager to post anything related to the scandal. Now, his image is tarnished. All for a wedding she forced him to consent to, but instead of keeping to her own end of the bargain, she chose to humiliate him. A deep anger stirred in him as he read the caption. “The billionaire's slutty bride in bed with another man.” “Oops. Who knows? Maybe the president has some performance dysfunction, and she's aware of it; that's why she chose to get a last bang from a poor but healthy professional.” His phone nearly slipped from his hand as he read the first comment under the video capti

"It’s my own flesh and blood. But as for the child's mother—from the exact millisecond that court verdict went into effect, she ceased to have any association with me whatsoever." Uncle Logan mentioned that Victoria was currently confined to the old Vane family estate to carry out her pregnancy. Even though Arthur's empire had completely collapsed, a dying camel was still larger than a horse; they could at least manage to hold onto a single ancestral property. A week later, I accidentally overheard the shift nurses gossiping outside my door. "Did you hear about that billionaire fiancé? His own niece threw herself between them, the poor bride-to-be got her wedding completely canceled, and she

He commanded. I nodded my head. “This is my ATM card,” he snapped, handing the branded card. “It has enough money therefore buy whatever would make the birthday party interesting.” He suggested, I stood for a minute before I left. We left the mansion together before he dropped me at one of the shopping malls. The moment I entered the whispers increased, their eyes was all over me. I fist my hands unto the card while my legs shivered. “Aren't you wife of that billionaire that almost lost his daughter because of your carelessness?” One of the elderly ladies asked. I closed my face to avoid their glare further, our news was already in the public.

The place where Clara had left her letter. Elena's heart began racing. “Then we need to go back.” Adrian nodded. “Now.” But as they turned toward the door, Alexander caught his son's arm. “Wait.” Adrian looked at him. “What?” Alexander's expression was grave. “If you go to Rosewood, you must be prepared to discover something that could destroy your marriage.” Elena felt a cold chill. “What does that mean?” Alexander looked at her. “Because the original beneficiary wasn't just hidden from the world.”

If only he hadn’t promised her that he would not disturb her again, he would have gone to ask her for more money. Going back on his former decision, he picked up his bottle of booze and took another large chug of it, then got up and turned on his small television, so that he could at least, have some sound in the room. He didn’t even bother watching it, but he soon heard a name that made his head jerk up. It was Tracy’s name, and the news that he was hearing shocked him more than he had thought that he could be shocked. Apparently, the guy whom she was getting married to – the same guy whom she had said was not rich, was a freaking billionaire.

Sienna rolled her eyes and continued to read over the contract. “Good. Oh, and I expect your bed to be empty, as will mine. You will be my wife, and I see no other woman worthy to sleep next to me. If you have anything to add or wish to change, write it on the last page.” The billionaire added as the car came to a stop. He looked past the waitress and out of her window; the apartment she lived in looked like a dump. Windows were smashed, and trash was scattered across the floor. The building itself was beginning to fall apart, and Declan wondered how people were still living here. Surely that was a danger. “What if I refuse your offer?” The waitress asked and looked at the billionaire, that

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.