The Billionaire Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

Duncan was quick to interrupt. "No, I'm not!" I snapped glaring at him. He dragged me off to the other side of the staircase. "What the heck is going on here?" I asked him. He ran his hands through his hair. "Listen, I need you to go along with the flow. He wants you to be his bride, you both are not getting married." I glared at him. "You want me to get married to an unknown person?" "It's just for show, ok, they're gonna explain everything to you," he replied.

However, this time Carina Morales dared to yell back at her like that. Andrea Morales sneered: "It's really strange. You told me, what tricks did you use to trick the general director of Dream Corporation, Tyler Roth, now you have become his fiancée too. It is ridiculous.” “A divorced woman like you, was kicked out of the house by your parents, that day you were still drunk in a bar, going to bed with a strange man. But now you become the billionaire's fiancée?" The more Andrea Morales thought, the more angry she became: "Or does he not know the disgusting things you have done, do you need me to tell him?"

"Six months. We play the perfect couple, the media forgets, my company stabilizes, and your family walks away untouched. After that, we divorce, and you disappear from my life." Lily’s breath hitched. A contract marriage. Cold. Calculated. Loveless. Her pulse hammered in her ears. Six months of living with this man—this ruthless billionaire who looked at her like she was nothing but a problem to solve. But if she refused… Emily’s face flashed in her mind again. Pale. Fragile. Her life hanging by a thread. "Why me?" Lily’s voice was barely above a whisper. "You could have chosen anyone. Why force me?"

Margaux’s POV. Beatrix! Beatrix! Her name sounded familiar but I couldn’t remember where I heard it! Clyde left last night without even glancing at me. I was left alone in this lonely penthouse his grandparents gave me. I had to go to the hospital but I didn’t even have the energy. “My wedding got cancelled, the father of my child doesn’t want us in his life…how worse could it be?” I sarcastically told myself. Soon, I realized my tears were flowing endlessly.

“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—”

That means you cannot marry your beloved future Luna, even though you’ve been in a relationship for three years. “I have a strong feeling that she will give birth to a daughter and we will divorce.” Meazus stood up from the black metallic sofa and left, leaving her uncle still smirking at Meazus' unchanging nature—stubborn and a bit arrogant. Two weeks later, the wedding was finally held, and all the wedding expenses were covered by the groom's side. The white decorations symbolizing the purity of the marriage were merely decorations in Meazus' eyes. The luxurious wedding stage, reminiscent of a European royal wedding, made it seem as though both parties desired the marriage, even though the

She never wanted their wedding anniversary to be this big but her husband wanted them to celebrate it in a grand style because of his status as a Mafia Don. He is also a multi billionaire, and a very popular business tycoon in Germany. He is a handsome man with sexy features. Many women want to have him on their bed. Hailey stared at their wedding frame that was hung in the sitting room for decoration, and forced a bitter smile. "What have I done to deserve this," She asked, with her voice cutting through the thick air as the tension in the room grew stronger. "You have done nothing wrong Hailey, you are just not fit to be the don's wife." He replied coldly, staring at her with disgust.

“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.

Half an hour later, I was in the backseat of a black sedan, clutching my bouquet so hard some petals had bent beneath my fingers. The city blurred outside the window. This was really happening. I was really being taken to marry Adrian Lancaster. The Adrian Lancaster. The billionaire heir with the ruthless reputation, the cold face in business magazines, the man Sienna had once called too dangerous to love. The courthouse ceremony passed like a fever dream. Just a private room with a single civil official. My father's voice did most of the talking while my mother just stood one side, staring at her nails like this was none of her concern.