The Billionaire's Replacement Bride Novels & Stories

My heart was in pain for him but there was nothing I could do other than keep him safe. "Is he treating you appropriately?" "Father, thank you for talking to my supervisor. A bit about my husband, all of you were wrong. He is an extremely reasonable person and adores me." "Not cruel? No way! He is as cold as ice!" "Rumors! I *ssure you that he is not at least cruel to me." "I'm glad you re*ssured me this but how come you say that? What about his reputation?" "Father, he knows that I'm the substitute bride. He has promised not to make things difficult for you."

Hello my dear readers, thank you so much for reading “Billionaire Substitute Bride”. Thank you for your support and patience. I’m here to inform you that this is the end of book 1. The story will continue in book 2. Book 2 entails all your unanswered questions in book 1, like; is Noah really dead? How far is Maria willing to go to achieve her revenge? Maria’s real identity, Mia’s real identity, as well as, Noah’s real identity.

"Of course. Shelma is the sole heir of a coal tycoon. If she wants, she could buy a hundred restaurants like yours. What are you? Nothing more than dirt stuck to the bottom of her expensive shoe. And when Gerald regains his senses, he'll leave you just like he left Karenina." Ariana nodded. "I see..." she said flatly. But then, Ariana shrugged. "But why do I feel completely unbothered?" She said with a thin smile on her face. "If in the end, I'll be back with Shelma willingly, I will step aside voluntarily. Isn't it widely known that I'm just a replacement bride?"

“I thought all the girls in the file were willing to be your wife for a fee?” "I do not know, dude, but the shock registered on her face was genuine. She had no idea about the marriage and wanted to back out when she found out. I had to threaten her or risk the possibility of being jilted once again." James laughed wholeheartedly, the sound of his mirth robbed off on Cayden. Before long, the two were chuckling together. “Poor you!. No one wants to marry a billionaire like you.” James said, compounding the blow left by Tori’s abandonment on Cayden's ego and his heart.

“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?”

"You don't need to look that shocked. I need to get married. My bride just ditched me. I need a bride and I want you to be my bride. I'm ready to pay anything." She suddenly looked disgusted. She had expected his condescending pride. One she knew most billionaires inevitably had. But she was disgusted he sounded so sure money was just enough to convince her. "I don't need your money. What d'you think I am? What d'you take me for? A bride on sale?" He scratched his head regretfully. "I didn't mean it like that..." "Of course you didn't," she cut in sarcastically.

I looked around me and every other person was going about their business while I was hurting badly inside. Fuck! I had prepared my best for this date. It was going to be our first real date since he announced his intentions to marry me in front of our families. But it just got ruined. Is this what it is like dating the heiress apparent of the Bristo empire? Is this what it is like dating the most eligible bachelor in New York City? I swallowed the sting in my throat. Well, I thought, this is what I signed up for, isn’t it? Falling in love with a billionaire meant falling in line with his world. And sometimes, love came second to legacy.

’ Oh, he's only marrying me because he wants to avoid getting married to Sabrina. But what about Garrett? it's finally time to let go of him. ‘umm, I have something to tell you.’ ‘okay go on.’ ‘I have a boyfriend-' ‘break up with him.’ Oh, that was fast. ‘here's the contract, I had drafted some things down, go through it and write the amount you want. I left that blank.’ The amount I want. I’m getting married to a billionaire. ‘Okay, sir.’ I stared at the piece of paper before me with a set of rules and regulations that we were expected to abide by.

My father’s voice dropped deathly low as he advanced toward me. “I will not be used as a replacement for any man. I deserve to be with someone I love—and who loves me too. Not someone who is looking for a substitute.” I was defiant and hell-bent on not marrying Jared Wilson. A billionaire businessman and mogul, he had the looks and the money any woman would normally desire.

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.