The Billionaire’s Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

Today will be a day to make things official between us and in a week, I will become his bride. The billionaire's bride. The car purrs to life instantly and the driver drives away from the house. There is silence as he drives with his concentration on the road. I am wondering what is on Jordan's mind and I wish he can share them with me. But I know better than to strike up a conversation with him. I know doing that will lead to nothing but another quarrel just like it happened the other day he took me to his parents. Since I am going to be his wife, I wanted to know about his family but the arrogant groom of mine ignored me like I didn't exist. When I kept asking him, he shouted at me. I got

As she will soon be out of this hell house. … ….. "Honey, what happened at the party? Did you talk to that businessman?" Ashley asked her husband. "Yes, I have" Thomas replied, being absent minded. He still couldn't believe what Neil said. Why would a billionaire like him ask to marry an ordinary family's daughter? Well they never were solvent. No matter how much Thomas tried to make his business successful, he always failed. And that billionaire wants to marry his daughter? He can't even afford the wedding. "Why would he do that?" Thomas asked himself. "He did what?" Ashley asked, hearing him say that.

* *Of course he is a billionaire, he would surely have more than one credit cards* If I run away right now, he would find me.. or attack My Dad. I sighed. "Hey dear, are you done shopping?" I saw the old fool walking up to me. I gave a eye roll and walked ahead of him. ~ "What's with that girl" ~"She lacks manners" ~"I dare not walk out of my grandfather" I overheard some girls gossiping. They know nothing! He is not my grandfather! I felt like yelling the exact thing to them but it's a shame on my part.. I'm married to this old man because of his money.

he brought out his hand to shake His name sounded familiar, I tried recalling where I had seen him or heard his name and it suddenly hit me "You are billionaire Daniel Vuitton, number 10 top. billboard" My hands covered my mouth, what was he doing here and how come he knew Kelly, what was going on? My dad and mom stuttered upon hearing he was a billionaire, their voice changed instantly, offering him a seat and something to drink. "Why are you in our house and how come you know Kelly," I asked sharply, curiosity filled me, and Kelly's eyes filled with anger and hatred but who came? "Am here to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage Sir"

“Let me help you" I pleaded, my hands gripping her tightly. "Fine. If you're so bent on solving my problems, you can marry me then" the lady snapped in frustration, forcing the engagement ring on my fingers. "Let's go get our marriage certificate then" I urged with a knowing smile. ....... Behind the spotlight, Luisa's life is a complexity of lies and scandals. Haunted by the tragic drowning of her sister, which she blames herself for, she built walls around her heart. Her carefully constructed walls begin to crumble when a compromising video threatening to expose the death of her sister surfaces. As the past and present collide, Luisa has to confront her demons and face the lies that she's

“You—you’re what?!” “Married,” I repeated more quietly, my chest tightening. “To him. It was arranged. It’s not—” I shook my head. “It’s complicated. And very confidential. You cannot breathe a word of this to anyone, Riley.” Her jaw dropped again. “Are you telling me you’re Mrs. Montgomery? As in… Montgomery Group, richest man alive, headlines-every-week Montgomery?” I winced. “Yes. That one.” “Oh my God.” She dragged her hands down her face, staring at me like she didn’t know me anymore. “Do you realize what kind of bomb you just dropped on me? You—”

One of the men present was my lawyer, he has the legal papers,and I guess the other man was the bride's relative. I am Wilfred Donaldson,the said broke Billionaire who is at the verge of bankruptcy. I am getting married to save the face of my company. I don't need to be told, but I knew I always have this cold look which has kept people away from me. I looked down at my watch, the time was past 8, yet the bride wasn't here. Could she be the type to always look lavish and dolled up? As dangerous thoughts crossed my mind, the door was pushed open. There was no need for me to take a glance before I knew she had arrived.

“This marriage was Grandfather’s dying wish. If I divorce her before producing a legitimate male heir, the controlling shares of Winchester Group go straight to my uncle: the one who’s hated me since I was a kid. It’s ironclad, written before he died. Emely never knew.” I shrugged, like it was nothing. “And since I knew she was stupidly in love with me, the simplest thing was to make her find a surrogate herself. Quickest way to get what I needed.” Lorian’s eyes widened, then softened with cruel delight. “So she’s just… a walking ATM and a fake wife on paper?” “Exactly.” She made a pitying little sound, fingers stroking my chest. “Poor Emely. Sleeping with a husband who doesn’t love her, all

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."

“Whether people accept it or not, she became one the moment she married you.” Jasmine crossed her arms, her expression sharp. “Except they’re divorced,” she pointed out bluntly. “Or did you forget that part? What do you think will happen if the other families find out? The Everheart mansion will be flooded with marriage proposals. Everyone knows how powerful her family is, not just in the underworld, but in business as well.” Asher’s jaw tightened. His hand curled into a fist on the table. The thought alone was enough to ignite something dangerous inside him.