The Billionaire Fake Bride

"All you bring is disgrace to this family! How can you sleep around with a man you don't know?" Mr Gaylord yelled at his daughter. His wife and his other daughter sat on the couch, wearing a mocking smile on their faces.

"Father, I..."

"Don't you dare say any word or I'll slap you right on the cheek" he threatened her. Isabella lowered her head with tears rushing down her cheek.

"I don't know what to do with you anymore. I'm ashamed to call you my daughter" he shook his head and sat on the couch. He was having a headache already. Mrs Gaylord walk to her husband and sat close to him.

"Honey, don't stress yourself please. Just... Send her away. If you let her be, she'll continue to bring more disgrace to this family. Your health will get worse" she spoke softly.

"You're always right my love. She can never be like our Laurel. Very calm, beautiful and friendly. And her sister doesn't sleep around with men" he said and shot Isabella a hard glare.

"Isabella Gaylord, you will leave this house today. I don't ever want to see your legs inside this mansion again" he yelled.

Bella rushed to her father and touched his legs.

"Father, you can't do this to me. I'm your daughter. Mom, please help me plead with him. Laurel, help me please. Beg dad for me" she cried, going from one person to another.

Her step-mother and sister just smiled and looked at her peacefully.

“Don’t call me Mom,I have told you so many times!I am not your Mom. This is all you deserve, you just a whore .Don’t begging after your humiliating apart your legs before a man.” Her step-Mother insulted her coldly.

“Just get out of my house .You’re not my daughter anymore.” Her dad left with those words.

She cried to the extent that they even left her there. Bella had no other option than to pack her bags and leave. She was thankful that she already had a place to stay. It was her mother's house before she passed away. It was like she was expecting this day to come. That's the reason she didn't sell the house when the papers were given to her by her mother's lawyer.

She moved into the house, like it was made just for her. She just sat by the window, crying again.

She was supposed to be the heir of the Gaylord enterprise but everyone, even her mother and sister called her the illegitimate daughter. She was born before her parents got married. Just as they were about to get married to each other, she died, leaving her behind.

Her father never treated her nice. Ever since she was in kindergarten till college, he never paid a visit to her school. Anything she wanted, she was given. She had up to five platinum cards with unlimited cash. All thanks to her father. Money was the only thing he gave to her. He didn't shower her with love, time or anything a normal father would do.

She thought her life was going well until last night.

Her sister was with her....

.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------.

Twenty two hours ago....

Bella was in her room, just like she always was. She never spoke to her step mother or step sister but Laurel entered her room looking like party mode.

She wore a shiny gown with her hair styled, make up done and everything.

Her sister made her go with her to the party that was happening in an hotel. Laurel wasn't alone. She went there with her friends.

They had fun. Bella danced her life out, drink till she was drunk. She thought Laurel wanted to become close to her. She felt happy.

Just then, one of Laurel's friend claimed that she left her purse in one of the hotel room. She begged Bella to get it for her.

She wanted to please her sister so badly that she accepted without even uttering a word. That was when she entered into the room and she doesn't remember anything except for the fact that she woke up naked on the bed. Next to her was a man that she doesn't even know. She knew that it was all a set up because when she got home.

Laurel was there with her mother, she told her father that Bella was sleeping around. He waited till she got back and started scolding her.

All was planned by them.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After a night of passion, he slept heavily. The cold sheets around him reminded him that the woman had long since left. It was his habit that all the women he had slept with were not allowed to spend the night here.

Until he heard the door being pushed open. He immediately sat up and saw his mother.

"Mom," he jerked to his feet. The sheet fell off him, revealing his naked body. Hurriedly, he grabbed the sheet from the floor and covered himself.

"Mom, why the hell are you here?" He asked.

"The question should be what are you still doing here? There's a whole bunch of reporters downstairs trying to interview you about who you slept with last night." His mother, Mrs. Thornton, asked.

Calvin groaned in frustration and sat on his bed. It wasn't exactly news. He brushed his fingers through his hair and stared at the bed. He had a crazy hangover. Last night had been unlike any other night. The soft touch of that woman seemed to remain in his hands. He couldn't remember her face, but he remembered the heat of their lovemaking . It was different . He felt like he'd made a mistake or something. Also, his mother never came here to scold him.

He snapped back to reality and faced his mother.

"Did I do something wrong, Mom?"

"You have to get married. It's the only way you're going to stop sleeping around. Every girl in this town knows the size of your D! CK, aren't you ashamed of yourself?" She shouted.

"I have a meeting this afternoon. I better start going" He stood up from the bed. His mother grabbed his hand.

"You have to get married, Calvin. You have to marry her." she said.

"Who is she?" He asked, furrowing his brow.

"The woman you slept with last night. She's the daughter of Gaylord Enterprises," she said, her eyes widening.

"What?" He muttered in a small voice.

Mrs. Thornton was already making arrangements for her son's marriage.

She wanted her son to be serious when he got married. She claimed it was the only way to get him to stop fiddling around.

"Come in, all of you, and tell my son about the subsequent wedding arrangements. "Mrs. Thornton's words brought Calvin out of his hangover ancient at once.

He saw a crowd of people pouring into his room.

"Mom, what's going on?" His living room was instantly filled with ladies he hadn't seen before.

"They're the people who helped me prepare for your wedding. That's the chef, the event planner, ......"

"Mom, please. Do you need to push me this hard? I'm still fucking naked. Now, everybody out!" He shouted. They all exchanged glances with Mrs. Thornton and didn't move a muscle.

"I said, get the fuck out!" He yelled, throwing everything off the table. They screamed and immediately ran out. Mrs. Thornton just sighed and walked toward his angry son.

"You have to get married, for the last time."

"I have a girlfriend, Mom."

"The whore? I can't have her as a daughter-in-law of this family. You will either marry the lady of my choice or I will pass on your right to own Thornton Enterprises to your brother," she threatened.