The Billionaire Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

Third Book in the Billionaire Series. My Marriage is a Contract. Messed with my Arrogant Boss. The Billionaire’s Hidden Legacy "I don’t want to work for you. What if I refuse?" She asked and Lucas chuckled. "That, my dear, is not an option," Lucas replied as he dropped a pen on the file. "Sign it, or you can say goodbye to ever working,” he reminded her. Kiandra Aidan's life gets turned upside down when she gets drugged and has a one-night stand with a handsome stranger who turns out to be none other than a dangerous billionaire, Lucas Valencia and gets pregnant with his child.

Emily took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing heart as she stood outside the wedding chapel. She had imagined this moment a million times, but never quite like this. She was about to marry a man she barely knew, a man who was over double her age and a billionaire businessman named Alexander Pierce. The door to the chapel opened, and a woman in a white gown emerged, followed by a man who was clearly her groom. Emily stepped forward, taking her place at the back of the line. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she was determined to make the most of this opportunity.

“I will never marry you, traitor.” Baxter's expression turns cold. "Listen, Ava, this marriage is nothing personal. It's just business. And if you won't marry me, I'll just move on to your sister, Danny. She's just as pretty as you are." My eyes widen in shock and disgust. "You stay away from my sister," I spat, my fists clenched at my sides. Baxter leans in, his breath hot on my face. "You don't have a choice, Ava. This is how it works in our world. And besides, it's not like I have a choice either. I’m just as much a pawn in this game as you are."

she sniffle unable to finish what she was saying. Eduardo smiled again " Everything, I see everything in her, can't imagine spending my life without her and she is here" Lisa shock her head, Rich people. This was unbelievable, talking about your mistress and inviting her to your wedding, and smiling about it, he was truly a jerk. The crowd couldn't stop murmuring, this only happens one in a blue moon and or it doesn't happen at all, this was new "billionaire invites his mistress to his wedding then call it off at the altar" Lisa thought, headlines like this would be in the news for months.

He sent the money to her back an hour after she sent him a text message with the voice recording as evidence he also warned her not to interfere with his marriage or he would make life difficult for her. It is all this bitch's fault. Brother Bryan never treated her like that before he started treating her badly when this bitch came. "You…" Sherry eyed her like she was an idiot, "Besides, the 100 million dollars you gave me is like a drop of water in my husband's wealth, do you think I'm a fool and doesn't know which one to choose in endless wealth and wealth which would last me for a year" Flow clenched her fist tightly not caring about the pain, the 100 million dollars was all her savings s

"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.

Kinsey demanded "Do you think you live in this house for free?" Olive snapped. "I spend your money on our daily needs. There's not enough budget for Connor's treatment." Kinsey couldn't believe her ears. Just as she was about to retort, Blair appeared with the latest luxurious wedding dress. "Mom, I think this is not luxurious enough for my wedding," Blair complained like a child. "I don't want to look like a pauper at my wedding." Blair's high-pitched complaints grated on Kinsey's nerves. What liars they are! Claiming to have no money for Connor's treatment yet having the spare cash to buy the most expensive dresses. Was life so worthless in their eyes?

"I don't recall offering you a dime to marry me." Ava froze. Had her assumption been wrong? Was their accidental marriage really not just some warped prostitution arrangement? His expression sobered, suddenly earnest. "I hate to break it to you, wife, but you wanted all of this. Me, my world, my life as a wayward billionaire bride." His words clung to every sumptuous inch of his godlike physique, dripping with arrogant male ownership over her life. It suddenly felt impossible to breathe in this abruptly small hallway. Ava spun away, denial and rage clawing at her.

"Your life, or your baby. But whatever your choice, your life won't be saved." I'm Belle Kensington, 27 years old. The only daughter of the Kensington family, once reputable in the business world before they fell into poverty. To save our family's business, my father sold me to a wealthy young Billionaire. A contract marriage, to be precise. But I made a fatal mistake. I'm pregnant. And my contract husband doesn't like my pregnancy. And could I be any unluckier? After receiving news of the pregnancy, the illness I had hidden for 10 years worsened. I couldn't let my family know about this.

“Owns multiple companies in LA and abroad. Real estate, tech, you name it. He’s got his fingers in a lot of pies. But here’s the kicker, he’s not married. No kids, no family to speak of. Just this one woman he meets up with on weekends. Keeps her under wraps, but I managed to dig up a few photos.” My stomach dropped as I flipped through the photos. There she was, Bridget. Her face stared back at me from the glossy prints, her smile as radiant as I remembered. But she wasn’t smiling at me anymore. She was smiling at him. Smith. The man who had taken her from me, who was standing as a roadblock to my happiness and progress. A surge of anger boiled inside me, hot and uncontrollable. My hands tr