The Billionaires Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

Baxter says, “she won’t lack for anything materially and otherwise.” I roll my eyes and retort. “You will be my husband by name only, I don’t need you for anything, materially or otherwise.” Baxter chuckles. “Don’t pretend to be so mad about the whole thing, Ava. You forget I can see through you. I know you want this even though you tell yourself you don’t. This is your dream come true, I can vividly recall you telling me yourself you would marry me someday, forgotten so soon, Princess?”

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.

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.

Sarah giggled. “Why not get get married to him then?” Chloe wiped her tears as they rolled down, “He is a billionaire right? And you love material things, you should just get married to him and..” “How dare you speak to me like that!” Sarah flared and tried to move closer to Chloe, but Isabella stopped her. “You don’t have to do anything Sarah, she will get married, whether she likes it or not.”

Casually, he wraps his arm around my waist, a silent proclamation that I belong to him. With a deep sigh, I address my friends, "Guys, this is my husband, Shraf Sinclaire." The revelation hangs in the air, and a collective gasp sweeps through the group. I can almost feel the weight of recognition, knowing that Shraf, as the richest business tycoon, is a name familiar to everyone on the beach. Shraf offers a small, charming smile to everyone, his jet-black hair falling casually on his forehead as he nods in acknowledgment. Despite shaking hands with each person, he keeps one arm tightly wrapped around my waist.

Her mother advised. “You will be a wife to such a young millionaire.” Her siblings said to her and so as not to become the black sheep of the family, she agreed; at least she was silent through it all and the silence was counted as an approval and the marriage was planned. The marriage was a large society wedding and none of the about to be couple have a say in the way the marriage ceremony was planned. It was a dream come true for the family. The khitbah was not properly done, none of the young couple have any questions for themselves and those they didn’t see each other. They are children to family friends and both are from a good home, that was all.

Liam said, turning her over, being upon her and lowering her panties with his teeth, "the ruthless billionaire got married to a clueless girl, who now, he cannot help but worship." He ripped her panties with his hands and his head was lost between her legs. His tongue met her skin. There was a spark of goodness, then the electrifying sensations began. "You haven't agreed yet!" Elena cried, twisting, but he held her down, laughing into her. Finally exhausted with pleasure, Elena threw her head back and calmed down, the tears in her eyes. One name on her lips. Liam Hemsworth. Her ruthless billionaire boss, now turned husband. The end.

“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

he murmured, “the world will know your name.” She smiled. “One day.” Outside, the city continued unaware. Inside, a billionaire claimed not an empire— But a wife the world would never see coming.

“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”