Whirlwind Wedding With A Billionaire Novels & Stories

Adrian's father had intended for the event to be big, but Adrian insisted on strict invitations, giving orders that the guest list for his wedding should not exceed two hundred. All the invited guests were seated, and the organist has been playing for more than thirty minutes, and not a single person in attendance has grown restless because this is the event of Adrian Smith, the youngest and richest billionaire in the whole world, the only man whose facial appearance alone speaks volumes of his wealth. They all sat and waited patiently to watch as the most handsome and eligible bachelor in town got set to march to the altar with his bride. Soon, the organist changed its beatings into that of

Half an hour later, I was in the backseat of a black sedan, clutching my bouquet so hard some petals had bent beneath my fingers. The city blurred outside the window. This was really happening. I was really being taken to marry Adrian Lancaster. The Adrian Lancaster. The billionaire heir with the ruthless reputation, the cold face in business magazines, the man Sienna had once called too dangerous to love. The courthouse ceremony passed like a fever dream. Just a private room with a single civil official. My father's voice did most of the talking while my mother just stood one side, staring at her nails like this was none of her concern.

I gave him a single nod. "Accepted," Dominic said. "As presented." Sandra made a note. Mara didn't visibly react but I saw her shoulders drop slightly, just a fraction, the way they did when she released tension she had been holding for too long. I had forgotten I knew her body language that well. The remembering was uncomfortable. We signed the preliminary agreement. The wedding was scheduled for four days later. Civil ceremony, no guests, a courthouse on the quieter side of the city. Mara's conditions had included keeping it small and I had no objection to that.

But a feeling of nervousness still lingers in his mind. Have the idea of a “runaway bride”? A very thought that made him smirk. Surely, she wouldn’t dare of doing that. It would be very unlikely. They love each other very much. This is the biggest event of his life. No one will ruin this. No one. It is an event that costs a billion dollars. Only the elite people who are known in the society were invited to such extravagant weddings of the century. A wedding between a famous physician and a daughter of a known family owning a business monopoly.

There was no point in talking to that haughty and cold man, all he could do was surrender and go with the flow. In a towering building, the wedding ceremony was lavishly held. The design of the room was very glamorous with rose gold nuances, many guests and journalists were present there. Just to witness the marriage of a famous billionaire with the son of a famous businessman, Daniel Argantara with Pricila Auristela. The wedding was held lavishly with various sessions, Daniel's and Pricila's families looked happy with their child's wedding. But not with the bride and groom, both of them are just as silent as statues. There is no chat at all between them.

I didn't know when it was pouring rain outside the window, I did bring an umbrella, but that small umbrella of mine could hardly withstand such heavy wind and rain. After thinking for a while, I decided to stay here until the rain stopped and then take the bus back. Matthew's act was very fast. When Brian put the marriage agreement in front of me, waiting for me to sign. I still felt surprised and could not believe my eyes. I was going to get married? Married to a billionaire, a billionaire I was only known for over a month.

He'd told her with his usual care free grin. "Just because I'm marrying you, doesn't mean I can't get things for myself. I've lived on my own so far and can do so in the future regardless of the fact who my husband is." She'd shot right back, titling her chin up at him. He'd stared at her, looking exasperated before looking up at the roof of the car they were sitting inside. Turning his head towards her, he'd explained patiently, "Not that I'm bragging or anything, but you're going to be marrying a billionaire. Once we're out in the public as a couple, the media will scrutinize your every move starting from the way you act around others right down to the kind of shoes you wear and I don't wa