Romans & histoires The Five Powerhouses Who Match The Unwilling Bride

My eyes stung, and I had no idea if I was about to cry or laugh, so I did a strange mix of both, alone in the most uncomfortable room in the house. Maybe this was fate. A clumsy, unfortunate fate. I turned the page over with a lot more respect than before. Clause fourteen. Upon completion of the transfer described in Clause six, the Alphas may dissolve this union at their sole discretion, without contest from the wife or her family. The little happiness drained from my face and left something cold. Dissolve. Not divorce. Dissolve, like I was some sugar in a tea. A little stir and it’s gone. I sat on the nearest chair, because my legs were starting to hurt. Reality slowly started to win. it a

he will always asked himself and throw the pictures of the supposed ladies pictures brought to him by his dad to choose a bride, Been the only son of a billionaire, bussiness owners,companies Manager and other source of wealth, He was forced to get married or to his dad will seized everything he had, Having no option,he agreed to get married without a bride, Wedding invitation sent to family and friends for the wedding of Clifford Brown with no bride available, But one thing is certain,he must get a bride before the day of the wedding, What happened when Rissa Williams became the last day bride of the cold, sturbon, arrogant son of a wealthy billionaire? How will their marriage life be? Will

: Xavier Grayson and two other powerful bachelors from the city's top families. The socialites in the room let out audible gasps of excitement. Everyone knew that Xavier Grayson, along with Justin’s brother and a few others, were known as the "Five Elite Heirs" of River City. They were the ultimate prizes—men of immense wealth, striking looks, and absolute power. And tonight, the "IT Girl" who had just lost one of them was here to hunt the most dangerous one of all.

"Five." Adrian looked at all five tests. His mouth opened slightly. Then he slowly sat down. Vivian watched him. For a few seconds, he said nothing. Then he let out a breath. "So..." He looked up at her. "You're really pregnant, aren't you?" Vivian nodded. "Yes." Adrian looked at the tests again. Five positive tests. There was no more doubt. Vivian waited for him to say something. Anything. But he remained silent.

She requested. "Please!" Damon looked at her as she cried. "My family is waiting for me to come with the bride... The bride who will be an assurance that the deal is sealed and there won't be any betrayals happening behind my back... But now I am doubtful with that too, because you guys failed to prove your loyalty" "Bride?" She looked around flabbergasted. "Durga was the only one eligible, now we don't have anyone who can take her place..." Mariana smirked.

Why would he suddenly want to quit his position? Why did he wanted to let go of the throne and make his brother the underboss? Why? "Honey, why are you forcing the throne on Christopher?" Madam Diana couldn't help but the manage out those words in obvious confusion and worry. True. An underboss should be married to secure his position, maybe that was why the throne holder bought Bella to marry her off with his brother. Well, only the case was different for master Andrew who precisely was only mere 15 when he took over the throne of Parker's and became the throne holder at the very young age.

Only defiance. Don R.J paused. He slowly lowered his stick. “Fine,” he sighed. “I will not force you to marry today.” Hope flickered in Ken’s eyes. “But,” Don R.J continued coldly, “you will no longer be a Hale.” Ken froze. “I will disown you. Cut off your inheritance. You will be nothing.” Ken’s hands trembled. His chest tightened. “So be it,” he said firmly. Don R.J leaned closer and whispered, “And how will you fund the search for your mother?”

“You have a wife now. A child. The council doubts you. The smaller families are testing you.” She leaned in slightly. “You can’t fight like you used to.” Valentino’s voice lowered. “I don’t need to.” She studied him carefully. “Marry me.” The word hit like a blade. “Unite our territories. Consolidate power. I control the south again. You secure the north. The council falls in line.” He didn’t blink. “I’m already married.” She shrugged. “Annul it.” The air between them turned lethal. “She’s an emotional liability,” Alessandra continued smoothly. “I’m an asset.”

"Our sons rule by strength. Your daughter will temper that strength with grace. They'll balance each other." My father raised a glass. "Matteo and Sera. It's a perfect match." "They'll be wed when the time is right." I felt the breath whoosh out of my lungs. Killian turned to look at me slowly, his eyes wide. "What the hell—?"

she asked, brows furrowing. I slid onto the barstool beside her. “Trying to forget that my father just sold me off like a piece of property.” Harper’s eyes widened. “Oh, hell no. Who?” “Julian Castellanos.” She nearly choked on her drink. “You mean The Julian Castellanos? Ice-cold billionaire, rumored to ruin more companies than he builds?” I groaned. “Yep.” Harper whistled. “Damn. If you’re about to marry a soulless devil, we better make tonight count.”