Whirlwind Wedding With A Billionaire

After a painful breakup, Selena finds herself in a vulnerable moment, seeking comfort in the arms of a mysterious stranger. However, when she discovers that he is Justin Branson, a billionaire playboy CEO, she is shocked. Their secret encounter has gone viral, threatening her already fragile reputation and Justin's. To divert attention from the scandal and salvage the situation, Justin proposes a fake relationship. Selena agrees, but soon finds herself drawn to his charismatic charm and undeniable attraction as they work closely together. She struggles to trust him, despite his playboy ways, which seem determined to destroy her. As they navigate their fake relationship, real feelings emerge. Will their fake relationship turn into something real, or will secrets and complications tear them apart?

"I-I have to go.."| stuttured. "No you don't, you know how much you mean to me Bri how can I let you go?" He looked at me pleadingly with those beautiful orbs which always got me mesmerized "I don't trust anyone after what Jax did, I-I can't trust you Heinrich, I am scared" I replied not totally believing what I just said. I start to turn around to exit the room but he grabs my wrist suddenly as he pulls me flush against him. You are the only girl I have and will ever love, you make me feel things I have never felt before, i am incomplete without you Bri and I love you more than you could ever imagine,I am not and will never be like Jax. He states in a rush which leaves him breathless. I gaze at him unable to utter a single word. There was so much sincerity in his tone and I can't deny it. My eyes wander to his lips and in a swift motion I crash my lips against his. Enjoy the journey of love, drama and let's not forget the cringe with Brianna as she goes through a heartbreak, she finds a hot billionaire and the magic begins.

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Matapos ibigay ang sarili sa lalaking nakilala sa isang bar, natagpuan ni Rhaenyra Celestine Rockwell ang sarili sa uhaw na posisyong makitang muli ang lalaking kanyang nakaniig. Ang hindi niya alam ay tadhana na pala ang gagawa nito dahil ang lalaki pala ang magiging boss niya sa inapplyang kompanya. Ngunit ang saya ay mabilis na napalitan ng pait at lungkot dahil sa malamig na tratong ibinibigay sa kanya ng lalaki. But one steamy night changes all the circumstances between them. He became sweet and caring that made her fall inlove with him even more which eventually led to them becoming lovers. But little did she know, the man he love was only using her to get revenge on her older brother. At ang inakalang pagmamahal ay pawang kasinungalingan lamang pala.

"Are you ready to sin?" Her voice, delicate yet mischievous, hangs in the air, a playful grin adorning her beautiful, pouty lips. Impatiently, he responds, "I feel like an animal now. And animals don't know they can sin, do they?" Her laughter fills the room as she teases him further, "Can I pet you? Tie a leash around your neck and claim you're mine?" In response, he growls, "You are enough to bring a decent man to his knees and make him commit unspeakable sins." The tension between them crackles with desire and a hint of danger, and their words are laden with unspoken implications.

The first time I met Alessio Russo I was eighteen. He’d barged into my room. I yelled. He yelled. We argued. I slammed the door into the jerk’s face. Then I discovered that the drool-worthy prick was my best friend’s oldest brother -- who had connections to Cassio King and the mafia. The freaking mafia! The second time I saw him was at his mother’s funeral. He didn’t seem to recognize me. Or so I thought until we ended up tangled up between the sheets and he referred to our first encounter. The next time we saw each other was at his father’s funeral - the funeral of the very same man that had threatened my life. It turned out Alessio Russo was a gentleman even when he was a savage. We bickered. We kissed. We fought. We made love. He thrilled me and scared me. Still, we slowly started to find a way to each other but before I had a chance to come clean with him, I had to leave the country. Then all hell broke loose.

Three days before my wedding, Eric Foreman's childhood love returned to the country with her terminally ill mother. She wanted to marry Eric to fulfill her mother's dying wish. I objected furiously to it in my last life, and Eric eventually rejected Naomi Corbin's request. Naomi appeared with her mother's funeral picture in the middle of our wedding and accused Eric of being heartless. Eric got the bodyguards to kick her out, and our wedding continued without a glitch. However, he did not return home that night. Since then, he insisted that we sleep in different rooms. He would rather get drunk than touch me. When I questioned him about this, he said to me drunkenly as his eyes glazed over, "Ayla, every time I look at you, I'm reminded of the look of despair in Naomi's eyes and her mother's dying face… I regret making that decision!" His answer depressed me, and I eventually died from it. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Eric tried to convince me to give Naomi our wedding. This time, I agreed. I called my family as I watched him leave happily. "I agree to the marriage alliance. We can hold the wedding in three days."

I was with Marco, the New York Mafia heir, for seven years. He never told his family about me. But when I walked in on a wedding rehearsal and saw the groom embracing the bride-to-be. It was Marco! "Her fiancé's held up in Italy. I'm just a stand-in," he told me, but his eyes never left her. "You're the best wedding planner in New York. This wedding has to be flawless." But I saw something in his eyes I'd never seen before. A possessiveness that bordered on resentment. Isabella, the bride, hated every idea I had for her. In the end, Marco told me to give her the wedding I'd spent five years designing for myself. "Our wedding can wait. I'll give you something bigger, I promise. It's just a plan, Sophia. It's what you do. Giving it to a client should be easy, right?" He didn't know. It wasn't just a plan. It was my dying wish. In the end, I gave him what he wanted, quietly preparing to die. Later, he went mad, kidnapping the world’s best doctors—risking a global manhunt—all to save me.

On the night before the wedding, New York was washed in cold rain. The rehearsal at St. Patrick's Cathedral had been set for seven o'clock. Under the vaulted ceiling, the white roses, black satin bows, and silver candelabras had all been arranged exactly the way I wanted. But by the time the rehearsal ended, he still hadn't shown up. At 11:17 that night, I finally got a message from him. [Sophia is pregnant. Although the baby isn’t mine, I can’t let her child be born carrying the name of an illegitimate child.] [I went to City Hall with her tonight and made it legal.] [The wedding is still happening tomorrow.] [That piece of paper is just a formality. The person standing at the altar will still be you.] [Don't let outsiders know too much. And don't ruin her reputation.] I stared at those lines for a long time. In the end, I replied with a single word. [Okay.] I don't want the wedding and you.

Kiara stood in front of the Altar, excited for the day she has waited all her life. Today, she'll officially become the wife of the guy that she had admired and loved all her life!. "Do you, Asher Huxley, accept Kiara Anderson, to be your lovely wedded wife and to love her till the last days of your life?". "I reject you, Kiara Anderson". His voice was cold and his red coloured eyes, piercing as he rejected Kiara in front of the Altar before he left , leaving everybody stunned. This was the day Kiara could never forget. This day was the day she needed her family's care and support the most, but they all turned their backs against her like she was a complete stranger. But what would Kiara do when she discovered she was pregnant for Asher Huxley? The guy who rejected her without a second thought. ……