The Ceo's Ugly Bride Full Novel Novels & Stories

I was reviewing contracts at the dining table when the first notification hit, then the second, then the phone stopped managing them individually and just began vibrating in a continuous, sustained way that meant something had broken. I opened the screen. Sixteen notifications from PR. A message from Caleb that was a link and nothing else. Four board communications flagged urgent. Two from legal. I clicked Caleb's link. The headline read: *Dexter CEO spotted in Central Park with wife Isabella Moretti and mystery child.*

“Play the poor, pitiful wife until Damian suddenly falls in love with you?” “That’s not what I’m doing!” I cried. “and he's falling for you” she glanced at me “I'm the only one who deserves to be mrs wilson The car swerved slightly. My breath hitched. “I never wanted this marriage!” I shouted. Silence. Then— “Too late.” The car sped even faster. My heart slammed violently against my chest. “Nora, stop the car!” I screamed. She turned to me. And smiled. “Goodbye, Clarice.”

Sliding into the bed, she got a whiff of the cologne Cruz wore on his pillow and grimaced, shoving it away from her. She wasn’t angry at him, per se, but rather this catastrophic mess she was getting deeper and deeper pulled into. Moreover, in a true trope of a romantic story she herself couldn’t have written any better, this wedding farce was a smack to her own face and sensibilities. She was literally doing a fake wedding, to a bossy, jealous CEO billionaire, to appease the father of the groom. If nothing screamed romance novel like her current situation, then she was in the wrong damn profession.

An uncle recounted stories from university. Two cousins debated music playlists. Someone insisted the weather forecast promised sunshine. Someone else disagreed. Nora slipped quietly into an empty chair. Unfortunately, the only vacant seat was directly across from Celine. Their eyes met for the briefest moment. Celine offered a polite smile. The kind anyone would give a future sister-in-law. Nora returned it. No one noticed how carefully both women avoided letting the moment linger. Aaliyah reached across the table and intertwined her fingers with Celine's as she laughed about something the wedding planner had said earlier.

"Acceptable... After all he is not so famous among the ladies. He likes to scare the shit out of them. Yesterday he asked a girl to shoot herself and prove that she is actually in love with him. Poor girl just came to confess but he made her fell on her face... By the way who is the new bride..." "It's her sister..." Richard answered. "she must be like Natasha..." Ace countered. "No she is kind of different. She is the CEO and has handled everything successfully. Smart and beautiful. No whore !..." He chuckled. "No whore?... CEO?... Smart ?... Fucking Awesome!" Ace looked impressed. "Yeah. I am actually happy, she is perfect for him... She wanted to talk to him before marriage but looks like

The news cycle exploded: "Billionaire Heiress Humiliated—Fiancé Caught Cheating with Ex in Scandalous Office Tryst." But the narrative shifted fast. "Young CEO Aurelia Vance Takes Decisive Action—Cuts Ties with Toxic Fiancé, Protects Company Legacy." "A Woman Scorned: How Aurelia Vance Turned Betrayal into Boardroom Victory." I watched it all from my office, feet up on the desk, a glass of champagne in hand. My phone buzzed. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰: 𝘙𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘰𝘱. 𝘕𝘰𝘸.

The requirements were clear, detailed, and completely outrageous. A thirty-day deadline. A biological heir. A marriage requirement. The loss of ownership of one of the largest hotel empires in the world. By the time she reached the final page, she lowered the documents and simply stared across the desk at Ethan. For several seconds, she couldn't find the right words. There were probably dozens of appropriate legal and professional responses to what she'd just read, but none of them came to mind. "Your grandfather was insane." Ethan leaned back in his chair and released a humorless laugh.

"What? But our CEO is forty years old. How can he marry a woman half his age?" '40? He looks much younger though.' "Wait, he is forty years old? I thought he was a young and handsome boss." "You don't know? Let me tell you this. Our President or CEo, Mr. Weston is an ugly duckling, he has an average height, they say he is really stupid and on top of that he is blind. We never get to see him but according to the trusted source, he has been married twice. He is such a cold-hearted man that... Are you ready to hear this?"

You two should stay here I'll take the ceo to another and you guys will stay here until the ceo wakes up if you need anything just press the bell right here the maids will answer you immediately" And with that he left. Christy sat on the bed exhausted physically and mentally a lot has happened today. Her life has always been normal before today. Maybe apart from what happened three years ago which I am trying to forget and I have half succeeded "Hey don't try anything funny okay" Junyan muttered and I snort "huh? Are you with a criminal?". Junyan glared at her again she just feel hatred for Christy and she doesn't know why "Well if you think you're one then you're definitely one " " Now you

Seeing his wife on television and finding out she was a heiress left him in disbelief. He was certain that she had no family, so discovering that she was not only a billionaire but also the CEO of her own company left him feeling even more confused. He wanted to go and see how Celene was doing right away, but he couldn’t ignore the guilt he felt about his mother’s pleas for him to stay away from Salvatore. For now, he needed to keep a low profile, especially since things were not going well with his own business. “Mom, what’s the meaning of this? Why did Celene become a CEO and heiress of Salvatore?” he asked, looking at Martha who had just wheeled herself over into the living room.