The Billionaire Secret Bride Novels & Stories

“I’m your husband.” He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear and grazed it with a fleeting kiss. My cheeks burned. “We’ll talk at your condo—with your lawyer present—so you can see exactly how you’ll fit,” I said, keeping my voice steady. His brows pinched, hurt flickering in his eyes. “So… all this time, I was never part of your plan.” He stepped back, shoulders stiff. “I’ll wait in the car.” He walked off. I rubbed my temples. Great. I’ve wounded a billionaire’s pride.

Nothing in the Billion household was ever ever really still for very long. She stood still when her phone vibrated with a notification. It was a headline on an article: "Charles Billion's Secret Marriage to Fiona Generys: The Billion Heiress Marries in a Secret Ceremony But What Does It Bode for the Family Dynasty?" Fiona's heart dropped, her pulse racing as she skimmed the words. This was not the headline she had anticipated. She was about to swipe away the alert when another one flashed on the screen: "Scandal in Billion Family: Charles Billion's New Bride Was Kept a Secret Here's What You Didn't Know

We didn’t look like two drunk idiots playing pretend. I looked up at Eric and said, “We’re screwed. “Completely, and utterly fucked.” My heart was pounding and then, I read the caption below the video: “British Billionaire Heir Marries Mystery Woman in Miami.” That one sentence was bold enough to punch my soul straight out of my body. I blinked at first, then blinked again. British… what? Billionaire… Who? “What—?” I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself.

“I know why you married me.” Ava frowned. “What are you talking about?” Ethan let out a cold, humorless laugh. “Let’s not pretend, Ava.” Her stomach twisted. “You married me for my money,” he said bluntly. The words hit harder than anything else. “You saw a billionaire, and you took your chance.” Ava stared at him, stunned. “What…?” “I was just a means to an end,” he continued. “A way out. A way up.” “That’s not true—”

"Elise? What are you doing here at 9 p.m. with your tote bag? Did you and your poor husband fight? Did he finally leave you because you are too poor?" Elise burst into tears. "He is not poor!" "What?" "He is not poor, Sophie! He is a billionaire! Britain's richest man! Chairman Blackwood! £98 billion! He lied to me for 73 days! He owns my building! He bought Dior! He... he..." Sophie dropped the baby bottle. "Billionaire? Your husband? That quiet guy who wore Uniqlo? Billionaire? Elise, did you hit your head?" Elise showed her the Wikipedia page, the photos, the news articles. Ethan Blackwood spotted with mystery florist wife at Claridge's.

She examined his handsome looks Her eyes darted towards his ear and admired the diamond-like mole on his earlobe. "You've hard a stressful day, let's go home so you can take a rest." "No I'm fine, let's head to civil affairs." Natalie retorted. Ric let out a smile and turned to Natalie, grabbing her jaw to examine her with his eagle-like gaze "even without the marriage certificate you're now Mrs Ricardo Rodriguez." Nat couldn't help but blush. "Where should I drop you off?" Ricardo ask still admiring her. "I'm Mrs Rodriguez,right? Shouldn't I stay over at Rodriguez place" Natalie asked flirting. It was Ricardo's turn to blush.

“It stirred something in everyone. I did not think it through.” Elena’s voice was calm and cold. “No. You did not.” My phone buzzed. I ignored it. It buzzed again, and again, in my pocket like an angry wasp. Elena looked at me. “Alexander. Look.” I pulled it out. A news alert. Then a message from Priya Shah, my assistant, then four missed calls. And a link to a gossip site, with a headline in thick red letters. STERLING BRIDE STALKS FAMILY THEATER AT MIDNIGHT. WHAT IS SHE HUNTING?

"Thank you for the offer." His eyes dropped briefly to the papers, and for a second, disappointment flashed across his face. Without waiting for another word, I turned and walked out. The moment I got home, I kicked off my shoes and collapsed onto the couch. Liam Kingsley was insane, that was the only explanation. One year of marriage, five million monthly. Who proposed things like that? “Billionaires apparently.” I laughed. I buried my face in a pillow then my phone rang. I answered without checking.

“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?”

The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.