The Billionaires Secret Bride Novels & Stories

Because despite everything happening with Damian—the romance, the warmth, the small moments that felt almost like belonging—I knew my story was built on a secret that could destroy everything. “I know that feeling,” I murmured. “The fear of not being enough.” Mandy snorted. “Vivian, you’re literally a whole package. You’ve got a job, brains, looks—stop lying to this girl.” I smiled weakly. “Maybe. Maybe not. But the point is—we’ve all felt that way before.” Favour wiped her eyes again. “Even you? You’re married to a billionaire CEO.” The words hit me harder than expected.

“Wow. You suddenly have the guts to talk because you went to Seychelles for a honeymoon with a multi-billionaire, right?” Maya’s brows tightened. “Nelly, must you always bring up the multi-billionaire? If you’re so pissed about it, then marry one. Oh wait—” she tilted her head, “you had your chance. And you blew it.” Nelly’s face wrinkled in anger. She turned sharply to Ethan. “Ethan, you know we were supposed to get married. You can’t just sit there and let your hidden bride talk to me like this!” Ethan didn’t even look at her. Just then, a black car stopped right in front of them.

Because every time I thought I had finally reached something resembling peace, the past found another door through which to enter. The first sign came on a Tuesday morning. I was halfway through a presentation with two senior directors when my assistant appeared at the glass door. “Excuse me.” I looked up. She was holding her phone. “You need to see something.” Her expression made my stomach tighten. “What happened?” She stepped inside and placed the phone on my desk. A news article filled the screen. My name appeared in the headline. I stared. Then I read it. BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS IN SECRET ROMANCE WITH MARRIED TYCOON?

She mumbled. “I know we are not here to just stroll, So can you explain what you meant by what you wrote in this paper.” He showed the paper that she had passed to him earlier. “My name is Crystal. Forget my surname, I will rather not be called by that name.. And what I wrote in that paper is self explanatory. Mr.Logan, I want to Marry you.!” She dropped the bombshell at him. Logan still looked at him with no change in his facial expression, “I understand that part, The part I want to talk about is this part of saving my life”

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.

However, our visit here to the Billion Dollars V today, a renowned and elite fashion house, truly made me experience a whole new level of special treatment. It was no secret that I was going to marry Aiden, a scion of one of the wealthiest families and also a self-made billionaire in the world. Such a union naturally called for a wedding dress befitting my new status as a billionaire's future wife. The fashion industry was abuzz with rumors about the exclusive design being tailored just for me although, this was an in-house discussion among the fashion industries once it was heard that Billion Dollars V was working on a secret wedding dress.

"Why are you so worked up about it? She's not even your fake wife yet. And you don't find her hot while I do. So it won't be a big deal if I ...." "Don't even complete those words if you don't want to see your teeth on the floor" I told him. Derek burst out laughing. "Fine. You can have her all to yourself. Good night brother!" Derek said and swaggered out of my room. I frowned and took a big gulp of the wine. That woman Carmen is just my fake wife. She's a woman I am hiring to play the role of my wife because I need to be on the list of the richest men in the world this year. Nothing more...

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

This is awkwardly insane, highest level of insanity. “Yes and yes. We are going to have a very private wedding. It is just for me to get my inheritance and that's final." he answered, the way he cares about his inheritance puzzles me. I mean he's already a billionaire why does he want another billion dollar company desperately like this. I guess when you have money you just want more and more.