Romans & histoires The Mysterious Billionaire And His Substitute Bride

“We’re married for convenience, not conversation. Keep your first name for your personal life, if you plan to have one.” And just like that, he stood, buttoned his jacket, and left. I stared at his untouched toast, the butter melting into a soft puddle. Somewhere in my chest, something small cracked. If this was marriage, it was colder than the betrayal I’d already lived through. The mansion was huge enough to get lost in, and I did, more than once. Every hallway was lined with expensive paintings and antique vases that probably cost more than I’d ever earned in a year. The maids moved like shadows, silent and efficient. They bowed but avoided eye contact, as if I were another piece of expen

He was woken up this morning by a call from his assistant telling him that the penthouse of the hotel they launched last month in the States already had some malfunctions with the special access elevator and some electrical works were faulty. To make him more pissed, Dom had informed him that the contractor claimed he used the materials the funds he was given weren't enough for and Luca knew it was all bullshit so he had instructed Dom to make sure the stupid old hag was in his office when he found out the man was in London hoping to score another contract with a big company here in London. Imagine his annoyance when he exited the bathroom after spending his time thinking of all the ways to

Dozens of no⁠tificat⁠ions, messages⁠, missed calls. And one headline that made my stomach‌ drop. “‍The Billionaire’s Bride: Love, Lies, and Leverag⁠e?⁠” T‌he article‌ had my n⁠ame in bol‍d letters. It‍ c⁠alled me a myster⁠y‍ wo‌man with no social backgr‌ound, a po‌ssible p‌aw‌n in a strateg‍ic‍ marriage, and worst o‌f all — it ques‌tioned if I h⁠ad “married into luxu‍ry” fo‌r money.

One of the men present was my lawyer, he has the legal papers,and I guess the other man was the bride's relative. I am Wilfred Donaldson,the said broke Billionaire who is at the verge of bankruptcy. I am getting married to save the face of my company. I don't need to be told, but I knew I always have this cold look which has kept people away from me. I looked down at my watch, the time was past 8, yet the bride wasn't here. Could she be the type to always look lavish and dolled up? As dangerous thoughts crossed my mind, the door was pushed open. There was no need for me to take a glance before I knew she had arrived.

Edwin cooed, and I sighed. “Fine then. Just for tonight,” I said, and they nodded happily. “One question though, who is this billionaire?” They exchanged looks as I waited for their answer. “He is a popular and mysterious billionaire.” Maven answered. I hummed. “And who is this popular and mysterious billionaire?” I blinked at them. “It's a surprise.”

I quickly picked it up, and that's when one of my men gave me bad news; they confirmed that it was her and that she was the mysterious woman who took Zander down. He asked me to check on the internet, and when I did, I was shocked to find that the trending woman, the one married to the most successful billionaire, was Aubree. I couldn't believe my eyes. How could that be possible? Didn't he even feel her smell because the billionaire was not just a billionaire but also a powerful alpha? I couldn't believe how he could love someone like Aubree. I mean, I always knew my parents chose her over me because she used some spells, but her spells never worked on the Moon Valley, so why did it work on

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“It’s a new project that we got after the bombastic wedding that you organized for Gianna and Joshu. The bride is a supermodel and her groom is a billionaire, and they want us to take care of their wedding after their previous wedding planner got hospitalized after running into a car accident.” “Oh.” “Now, if you have all the answers, please, I beg you to pack your bags.” “Ok.” I left but should have asked a lot more questions, as standing in California wasn’t something I expected to do at that moment.