The Five Powerhouses Who Match The Unwilling Bride Novels & Stories

Arthur followed a step behind him, his expression carefully unreadable in the way of men who had spent decades in boardrooms. “There’s nothing to correct,” Adrian said, before Edward could finish his thought. “You can’t be serious. You stood up in front of the entire business community and—” “I was serious.” Adrian’s tone didn’t rise. It never seemed to need to. “The terms of our fathers’ agreement specified a union between the Hart and Blackwood families. They didn’t specify which daughter. Or which age was acceptable to you.” Edward’s jaw tightened. “She has no experience with the kind of life this marriage requires. Vivian was raised for it.”

"Breaking news! Bride loses her mind at billionaire wedding!" "Guess she wasn't meant for the high life. So close to marrying into money, and she snaps." Below the stage, guests in tailored suits crowded together. Some pulled out hidden cameras and started snapping photos nonstop, while others crouched in corners, clutching their heads and whispering prayers. All because, while Malcom Blair and I were exchanging vows just moments ago, I slapped him across the face, then dragged over a filthy man from the entrance who looked like a homeless drifter and kissed him in front of everyone.

Craig, who has a playful smile, laughs after hearing Nate's words. "Is that so? Or maybe she just wanted power, so she married Quiver?" Craig asked and looked at Beatrice. "I don't need any power," Beatrice said as she felt that her blood was about to boil. "I married Quiver because I loved him, that's all." She added, which made Nate swallow. After saying that, Beatrice looked in Nate's direction and took a deep breath. "I see," Donna said and smiled at Beatrice. "We were just confused about your relationship between the two most powerful Alpha in town," she added.

(Hamara chuadha vachan aap maharani hongi lekin hum aapke saath kabhi apna parivaar nahi banaenge, aap kabhi hamare bacho ki maa nahi banengi) Continuing his torture, he walked another round snatching me along with him "My Fifth promise is, You will get every royalty of being my wife but I will not consider you anything more than my Slave" His voice was thundering as always making my blood turn into the water with each passing second. (Hamara paanchva vachan aapko hamari biwi hone ka sab sukh milega lekin hum kabhi aapko ek gulaam se jyada kuch nahi maanenge)

“Then what I’m about to offer will be even more interesting.” “I don’t want to hear it.” “You will. Because unlike Damien’s contract—this one comes with a different kind of power.” “What the hell are you talking about?” “I want you to be my bride.” The world stopped. “What?” I breathed.

One thing for sure, he was highly besotted by his bride and he did not even know it. That was a week ago when Alex came to me stating that he will be married. I shivered as I know since the firstborn of MacWatters has been married, my parents will ask me to find myself a bride now. You see, being an only child, I was having this kind of pressure to ensure that I will continue the line of Cornwall, the elemental of Earth. I know, sounds corny but it was the truth. Alex was the wielder of the Water element if you cannot guess from the surname yet.

She rather be powerful than be in love. "But why do you keep saying, "Power"? she married one of the princes, does that makes her so powerful" "Come closer" Aria inclined and she put the clothes in her hand down and move closer. "This is just a rumour, nothing has been confirmed but I heard from some slaves who heard it from some guards. The prince that got married yesterday, is the most powerful person in the country. Not the king, and it is likely he is going to be the next ruler of our kingdom, and he has the powerful Sebastian family support. The three most powerful in Avis, are the prince, lord Beldon and our master. Isn't that awesome, she isn't only the prince's wife but also daughter

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

I said crisply, “I’m not here to play trophy wife.” He continued to smile for the benefit of the stylists, who were busy pretending to ignore the fight. I wasn’t fooled by the grin frozen on his face. It had hardened, and his jaw shifted, the muscles in his shoulders bunched tight. “You are here to be whatever I ask you to be. And if I ask you to be my trophy then that’s what you will be. We do both want this marriage,d on’t we Lila?” The threat was implicit and he made it very clear, icy fingers wrapped around my heart. I couldn’t fuck this up because of my pride, I needed him my son's life depended on ir. And I certainly wasn’t going to lose it over something as trivial as a hair trim and

He tried to straighten his shoulders and attempted to stand up but Alex pushed him back down on the chair. "But you see Noah, my daughter Serena is very important to me. And she made a request that I can't refuse. She wants you to be hers. And I am going to give her what she wants. You. So get ready for your wedding son and don't worry about the costs. I'll cover everything. Noah stood up abruptly. This is absurd. He doesn't have to listen to some businessman and his daughter! This is the 21st century. Who does he think he is!