The Billionaires Secret Bride Novels & Stories

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

"Take me out of here." Emma led Freda out of the estate after hesitating but nodding. Sophia was untrustworthy to Freda. However, it took her some time to figure out how to win this game. Freda came back to the penthouse to see the harm already done. Every channel carried the news. "The Secret Love Child of Business Mogul Williams Franklin Is Out!" "What Will Freda Lewis Do Regarding the Billionaire's Hidden Family?" Williams tightened his hands as he stood in the living room.

“That’s what’s going on. It’s the first step in getting away from lying scum like you.” “Ava, please, baby, let’s talk. Let me explain everything to you.” Ava chuckled humorlessly. It was funny how she had been probing him all this while, trying to know what he was hiding, and yet her mind could never have grasped this particular secret. She would never have guessed, even with a gun to her head: That her forced husband is a billionaire.

She forced herself to scroll through the social media posts, each caption more infuriating than the last. “A Love Story for the Ages—Theodore Thatcher Marries Nadia Rostova in an Intimate Ceremony” “The Business World’s Most Eligible Bachelor is Officially Off the Market” “Meet Mrs. Thatcher—The Stunning Bride Who Captured the Billionaire’s Heart” Sheena’s jaw clenched so hard it hurt. Captured his heart? Bullshit. This was a game. A twisted, unfair game. Without wasting another second, she pressed the call button. The phone rang once. Twice.

"I trust you've come prepared." Her throat tightened. The rumors about him had been as relentless as the storm outside: a ruthless billionaire, a man who saw relationships as mere transactions and who never allowed sentiment to cloud his judgment. Yet here she was, about to sign away her future. She took a steadying breath and stepped forward, her eyes fixed on his. "I have," she replied, her voice steadier than she felt. Alexander gestured toward a gleaming mahogany table where a stack of papers lay waiting. "These are the terms. You will be my wife for one year—no more, no less. In exchange, I will settle all the debts of Carter Holdings."

"He wants me." "Good to know that." She looks at me. "I have heard that sometimes rich gay men marry an unsuspecting, shy woman to keep up appearances. Glad to know that's not the case for you, given how quickly he married you and wanted to marry you on the night he met you." "Les, why are you making it sound like it's a bad thing?"

I picked up my hairdryer and resumed drying my curly hair as Alissa sang loudly on my bed about how amazing she was as a friend and that Friday was going to be the best birthday I'd ever had, which I highly doubt. These billionaires better send some good-ass gifts or I'm fighting Alissa. By Wednesday, 6 Billionaires had sent a gift with a card or just a card saying sorry they missed my birthday or something to seem sympathetic. One of them sent $100 a card. "See I told you it would work, you buzzkill. There are only 3 more billionaires left to end a card or gift," Alissa said shutting the front door after collecting yet another gift, this one coming with synthetic flowers.

"After years of success, you mean to tell me an ordinary blackmail from an ordinary secretary managed to manipulate you into sleeping with her?" "Amelia_-" "C'mon Ryan! Make it make sense!"

, Thalia suggested, " I can't, my father's corporation needs every support and connection they can get right now for his project, which is the main reason for me attending this event, we're about to enter some trouble" " Going broke?", " Never", She replied firmly, " just need some hands to push the project forward", " You already have Victor", Maya pointed, " Not enough", " Not enough? ", " The project is worth trillions, it's international, construction, resorts and planes, the budget is quite huge and we need investors", " Then you'll need billionaire's connections", Thalia said, " I know right", " But would it be easy? The best way is to get married to one of them, and right now, there a

Sandra’s POV “What?!” I gasped unbelievably at my father and stumbled backward as the word hit me right in my heart. “You heard him right. You cannot stay here. I cannot bring in my first daughter that the nation knows got married to the popular billionaire, Brian Fenandro. Have you ever thought this through?” My mother's angry voice filled the air as she glared at me in displeasure. “You cannot be a disgrace to me or this family,” She spat out and I gasped.