Novel & Cerita Whirlwind Wedding With A Billionaire

The halls were nicely decorated, with neon lights shining brightly. Tall chandeliers hung at every corner of the dance floor. Floral designs rested on each table. Everything looked so perfect, like something out of a fairy tail. It was the most talked about event of the year; the wedding of billionaire heiress Maris Veighblack, to Thomas McMahon.

"I'm sorry about that." She started to shake her head, but the friction created a painful tug on her skin and she stopped. "I was just a little surprised, that's all. I didn't mean to argue with your father, Axel. I'm sorry about that too." Axel opened his eyes and stepped back. "Would it really be so terrible if we held the wedding this weekend?" Claire's eyes widened. "How are we going to manage to put everything in place?" Axel gave her a look. "You're talking to Axel Lysander, wife. The most powerful billionaire in New York City. I can have a grand wedding tomorrow, if I so wish."

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

I informed. " As he should, he is a billionaire and he can't have a quiet engagement and wedding. It has to be big and well celebrated, else it will be obvious that something isn't right about the relationship. Besides we really want everything to look very real else you won't be able to fool the barrister and your mother." Lucy pointed out and she's right.

She had seen the entertainment news, she had watched her son being smeared with cake,she had seen the whole disaster that had gone on, the uproar that was caused by Arlo's ex-girlfriend Zara showing up. Maybelline had of course made her own plan to destroy Arlo and Vivienne's engagement party, she had of course set things in place to make sure that the proposal did not happen. Her plan was something a bit more subtle than what had ended up happening, her plan was something simpler, it was something that could be easily covered up and smoothed over before the media would get a hold of it.

It didn’t take long before the crowd recognize who the two are after they took a pic in front of the massive Christmas tree with the large crowd as witnesses. “Is he Tyler Barns?” “It’s his wife, right?” “What’s her name again?” “Althea? Wait, let me look it up—” “It’s really them!” “Who?” “The youngest billionaire in the city who gave his company to his wife—!” “Wha—he’s hot—” “Go, go, let’s ask for a pic—” “I was the first one who—” “Move it—!” “Let m—” It was pure chaos.

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.

A wedding was no place for someone with a freshly broken heart, so Sarah did the best she could to hide her misery. The good thing was that she never had a moment to herself. From the time she woke up the next morning, she was part of the wedding whirlwind. The bridesmaids had breakfast together again, and gifts were exchanged with the teary—but radiant—bride. Then, the women had hair and makeup done, last-minute fittings and stitchings into their gowns, and then they all took a limo to the far side of the island, where a massive white tent had been erected to shelter the wedding party as the others arrived for the outdoor wedding. The wedding itself would take place on a white pier built es

Sarah giggled. “Why not get get married to him then?” Chloe wiped her tears as they rolled down, “He is a billionaire right? And you love material things, you should just get married to him and..” “How dare you speak to me like that!” Sarah flared and tried to move closer to Chloe, but Isabella stopped her. “You don’t have to do anything Sarah, she will get married, whether she likes it or not.”

His hand slid possessively across my back, fingers spreading just above my hip. “They’re all watching.” I forced my lips into something that resembled grace. Cameras flashed. Whispers rippled. The city’s wealthiest, most powerful families crowded the marble floor, champagne flutes in hand, waiting for the spectacle to begin. Inside, my stomach churned. Every step I took beside him, every nod to the smiling strangers, was a betrayal of the truth I carried in my heart. Ethan. My sweet boy. My secret.