A contract with the hot billionaire

Bianca's POV The conference room's sterile air seemed to suffocate me as I absorbed the blow. 'Terminated.' The word, as written on my sack letter reverberated in my mind like a death knell. My body felt drained, my thoughts racing with frantic questions. I stood transfixed, my gaze locked on the vacant space where my boss had stood moments before. So this is it?My life's work, the project I'd dedicated five years of relentless passion and innovation to, had been ruthlessly seized from me. The devastating blow was compounded by my abrupt termination from the company, without even a whisper of recognition for my tireless efforts. Countless sleepless nights, endless hours of refinement, and unwavering devotion – all discarded like yesterday's trash. The weight of betrayal and loss suffocated me, as my masterpiece slipped through my fingers, leaving me with nothing but shattered dreams and wasted potential.The manager's words still rang in my head, his words cutting through me like a

Title: An Heir?Hayes' POVI paced across my office after getting to work shortly, my phone pressed against my ear as my father's voice boomed from the other end of the line. My father, Charles Caldwell was never one for pleasantries or idle conversation. When he called, it was strictly about business, or in this case, damage control. “Explain this mess to me, Hayes,” he demanded. “You are all over the news and I don't see it related to business. What is going on?” I clenched my jaw tightly, searching for what to say. My father's irritation didn't fail to reach me and it wasn't like I didn't know what to say immediately, but it wouldn't make the situation any better than it already was. The photo, the media storm– it was a PR nightmare and I knew it wouldn't take long before they caught wind of it. “I'm handling it.” I replied calmly. “Handling it?” his tone sharpened. “By what? announcing you two are actually engaged without telling us about this first? You think that would solve

Bianca’s POV I slammed the passenger door shut, fury coursing through my veins as I buckled my seatbelt. Who does he think I am? Proposing marriage to a contract girlfriend in such a ridiculous way, and in front of his parents! Oh no! Regret washed over me. I should have never gone to that bar. I should have gritted my teeth and borne the consequences of my boss's wrath. But no, I let loose with just one shot, two shots, three shots... and ended up in a stranger's bed. Becoming his pretend girlfriend in exchange for paying off my debts was bad enough, but marrying him? Unthinkable!" Hayes didn’t bat an eyelid, his gaze fixed intently on the car radio buttons as he searched for his preferred station. His nonchalance only fueled my irritation. "You have completely ruined my life, Hayes," I yelled at him, my voice filled with frustration and fury. "You've reduced me from a normal girl to a public gold digger. How delusional of you to think that I'd actually marry you?" Hayes pause

Bianca’s POVI stood outside my small apartment, looking up at the building. I was going to miss this place so dearly. Even if it wasn't much, it was still my home. The place I come back to after the day's hurdles. The walls were painted a dull gray, and the windows were small, but it was cozy. I had lived here for three years, and it was where I had built my life. Leaving didn't feel right in any way, at least not yet, but then… I have created a mess and I have to clean it up.Just then, Hayes pulled up in his sleek, black car and got out. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a white shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders. His hair was perfectly messy, and his eyes sparkled in the sunlight.“What are you doing?” I asked, surprised. I wasn't expecting him here. He stared at me and smiled softly. Gosh! He looked breathtaking! A part of me wants to stay mad at him so bad for getting us into this situationship but his cute face and well built body wouldn’t let me stay mad. "I'll

Bianca’s POVI stood quietly, watching Hayes and his mom argue. I didn't want to get involved, so I kept my mouth shut.But inside, I was feeling trapped. Just a week ago, I was free to do what I wanted. Now, I'm stuck in a fake marriage with someone I barely know. And to make things worse, I'm supposed to have a baby with him too. I feel like I'm in big trouble.Hayes' mum turned to me. “What do you think about my idea Bianca?” she asked, wearing a smile.I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. I knew that agreeing with her would only fuel Hayes' anger, but disagreeing with her might make her doubt my commitment to Hayes. I decided to play it safe."I think it's a wonderful idea, ma'am," I said, trying to sound sincere. "However, I believe Hayes and I should discuss this further and come to a mutual decision."Hayes' mother raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "I see," she said. "Well, I hope you're not just saying that to placate me, Bianca. I expect great things from you and