Which Fiance Is Female Novels & Stories

“Do you realise who you're talking to?” “I'm going to forgive you because you are new. Now let me spell it out to you: I am Cade's fiancé.” Fiancee?? I never knew he had a fiancee. She flipped her hair to the side. “I don't need any appointments to see my fiance; I got that!!” I snapped her fingers in my face. But I wasn't deterred by her drama. “I understand, Miss, but I still can't let you in.” “Unbelievable. Cade's going to hear about this and will surely fire you." She spits

The girl's eyes searched for Jayden's figure and then immediately let out a rough breath. "What else am I hoping for? Jayden, obviously, has a fiancé. He must have gone with his fiancé. I'm aware. So far, I don't really know my boyfriend. Rich people are often matched. I'm the one who's too hopeful," said Felicia who was disappointed at her own expectations. She just sat resignedly in her chair, with the remaining disappointment still lingering.

She said, "Ms. Webster, you may not know Jeremy, but I was once his fiance. I can tell you, he's not a good person." At the word "fiance", Skye, who had been expressionless the whole time, finally showed a hint of surprise as her eyes swept over Kayleigh.

Noah tilted his head. “Son,” Mrs Janice smiled, “Veronica here is your fianceé, she's going to be your wife.”

I walked back toward the main hall, my heart pounding harder with every step. And then I saw her. My sister. Standing in the center of the room. She was smiling, happy and I was going towards her and almost immediately I froze! Because she wasn’t alone anymore, Her hand was wrapped around his arm. And this time… I could see his face clearly. My heart stopped. My breath caught. My entire world came trembling. Because the man I had just left in that room… Was her fiancé.

Camilla Sterling catches her fiancé cheating with his best friend and escapes to a bar, where she spends one reckless night with a mysterious older man. The next morning, she discovers he's Damien Blackwell—her fiancé's father. Before they can bury their secret, footage of them entering a hotel leaks, threatening Damien's billion-dollar deal and Camilla's reputation. His solution? A contract marriage. Now she's living under the same roof as the man she should never have touched, pretending their marriage is fake while fighting an attraction that was never part of the contract.

answered George. Georgessa as you see... is my fiancee. Yes. Fiancee. But not because I proposed to her or loved her. She's my fiancee because that's what our parents want. Agreement. Our relationship is under the agreement. There is no case for me and there is no case for him either. So this is it... we're just riding our relationship. It's up to you what the consequences are.

She found herself asking Marina. "I'm not sure." "Of course not, she's not. I'm his fiancee, I didn't know he would do this for me. He's so sweet." The lady dressed in expensive outfits said and the Karen smiled. She had guessed that there was no way Marina would be married to a billionaire like Aiden. "Sorry? Prince Aiden is your fiancee?" Marina asked trying to restrict herself from laughing. "He is. Do I look like a low life like you?" The woman glared and Mrs Ford's just started laughing because she had caught sight of Aiden walking towards them.

"In her bed. In her fiancé's bed. Did you plan this? Did you plan this from the start, you ungrateful little bastard?" "It was an accident," I said. My voice cracked down the middle. "The full moon, we didn't choose—" "Save it." Marisol's grip tightened. "Everyone will know what you are by morning. A slut who couldn't keep her hands off her own sister's mate." "Enough." Kian's voice. Flat. Final. Marisol's hand froze in my hair. "Last night was an accident," he said, still not looking at me, only at her. "It changes nothing. My engagement to Priya stands."

“They look so good together. Is she what they are talking about Jaxson’s rumored fiance?” When I heard those words from a woman it was as if my confidence suddenly rose and skyrocketed. I tried to serve them some looks by tucking my hair to my ear and being a bit solemn-looking. “Daniella Yves? Is that her? I don’t think so? Isn't his rumored fiance a model? I mean… Sure, the lady he is with is indeed beautiful. But, I don't think that Yves’ height would be like that. She surely is tall.”