Novel & Cerita The Proxy Bride Of The Billionaire

That is not the friendship I had in mind, he could have waited another day to do this, here is the harsh reality to keep me grounded but what was it again that brought us together in the first place? Maximilian a wealthy businessman with a reputation to uphold sought to protect his legacy. And I, Luna, found myself entangled in this intricate web of lies, posing as his adoring wife. Our worlds were apart, and a genuine connection between us was an impossibility. But despite the knowledge of this unbridgeable gap, I had decided to make the most of the situation. I wasn't innocent myself, I could have opted out but I found excuses to stay.

he aired, waiting for my reaction. I gave none. “And even beyond the grave he still found great pleasure in tormenting us. This heiress Valentina is a married woman already, Luca,” he stated. I gave him a confused look. “I… I... don't understand. How can...” “She’s married to you …. By proxy,” he finally revealed. What? What kind of game is this? “I don't understand. What the hell does that mean?” “It means what I want is simple: find her and bring her to me. My smart father made you her proxy husband, and whoever gets her to sign those papers wins.” he smiled.

And so, with a heavy heart and a voice that threatens to betray me, I utter the words that seal our fate. "I do." As the ring slips onto my finger, I can feel the weight of it settling like a shackle, binding me to a life that is not my own. And yet, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces and the swell of emotions, I only look for one person. The elegant lady who sat with the groom’s parents, her expression was unreadable, but her gaze was sharp, reminding me of the terms of our agreement. It was because of her that I was now privileged to wear a gown that I never thought I would, and it was because of her that I was pulled into a world that was vastly different from the one I had known all my l

"Do you understand why you're here?" "No, actually. Your officers mentioned fraud and coercion, but I haven't done anything illegal." "That remains to be seen." She pulled out a document, my marriage contract. "Explain this." My stomach churned. "It's a marriage contract. Where did you get that?" "Answer the question, please." "It's exactly what it looks like. Alexander and I entered into a contractual marriage arrangement." "For money." "Yes. Three million dollars over two years, plus medical expenses for my mother."

"For all I know, you could be a serial killer or maybe even worse." "Mason," he said quickly. "My name's Mason. I'll buy you a house, a car, a private jet, just tell me what you want." He begged. "You're not going to spend the rest of your life with me just a few weeks until my fiance arrives." "So you're asking me to be a substitute bride?" "Exactly." I can't believe I'm even considering this. The offer was undeniably tempting. I have nothing to lose, by the way, so it's worth the risk. If I'm married, my mom can't force me to marry that old man.

Every medical word should make me feel calm, but my mind is still crowded. By the weekend, Maya and I attend her cousin's wedding. It's on a boat. Not just any boat. A massive, shining, expensive white boat floating proudly on the water like a small kingdom. During the reception we wander around, smiling at strangers and listening to family stories. Everyone keeps talking about the bride and groom. Apparently Maya's cousin is marrying an Arabian billionaire who owns a winery in New York City. The whole event is dripping with money and elegance. Once upon a time, I used to belong in rooms like this. I used to be married to a billionaire too. A man who adored me. At least until his childhood b

It seemed to me that I realized what I was going into, right in front of that alter. Soon, the wedding was over. It happened so fast as I had wanted and told Albert earlier. I Brielle, got married to Albert Stone, the only son to one of the most powerful family in the city, who was supposed to marry Diana, the heiress of the Davis company. The thought made me want to hurl and the one thing I wanted more than anything else was for someone to wake me up. Any moment from now, I would wake up in my half lit room, decorated with the heap of clothes dumped on the couch.

Alice pleaded, wondering if she had fallen into the hands of a vampire prince or perhaps a mafia ruler, as she had read about in books. "your worst nightmare" "What?" "My name is Arnold Hawthorne, and I am the CEO and heir to the Hawthorne corporate empire. I won't say this again, so pay attention. You are going to be my surrogate bride because I am the youngest billionaire in Country B and beyond and nobody can escape my vengeance. You will become the mother of my heir." Arnold murmured inanely and in a detached manner. seated across from her on the bed. How come?" Alice was taken aback by his statements and gasped.

"Please hear me out." "I'm listening." She turned to fully face me. "It had better be worth my time." "Maybe you're not informed but I am not Kelan's original bride..the bride.." I stuttered then picked up. "..the bride was kidnapped and Jason asked me to play her role while he go in search of her. I wasn't..the wedding.. it's a mistake. I am Jason's fiancee." I caught my reflection on the wall, my cheeks were burning in tears.