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Chapter 23

Author: Feesa
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THIRD PERSON POV

The atmosphere inside the Sinclair Group’s main boardroom was thick and dense with tension, unspoken frustration, and the silent fear no one dared to voice:

The company was leaderless.

The seat at the head of the table—the one Aaron’s grandfather had once occupied with quiet, commanding authority—sat hauntingly empty. And though Richard Sinclair stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back like he owned the skyline, the truth clung to the room like smoke:

There was no CEO.

And the shareholders were getting restless.

“We can’t keep running on autopilot,” one of them snapped, voice taut. “Sinclair Group is floundering without leadership. The markets are watching.”

“What about Aaron?” another chimed in. “Wasn’t he supposed to take over?”

Richard finally turned. His expression was composed, but something darker simmered beneath. “There are… clauses. My father’s will made Aaron’s succession conditional.”

Murmurs flared like sparks across the table.

“Conditional how?”
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  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 23

    THIRD PERSON POVThe atmosphere inside the Sinclair Group’s main boardroom was thick and dense with tension, unspoken frustration, and the silent fear no one dared to voice:The company was leaderless.The seat at the head of the table—the one Aaron’s grandfather had once occupied with quiet, commanding authority—sat hauntingly empty. And though Richard Sinclair stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back like he owned the skyline, the truth clung to the room like smoke:There was no CEO.And the shareholders were getting restless.“We can’t keep running on autopilot,” one of them snapped, voice taut. “Sinclair Group is floundering without leadership. The markets are watching.”“What about Aaron?” another chimed in. “Wasn’t he supposed to take over?”Richard finally turned. His expression was composed, but something darker simmered beneath. “There are… clauses. My father’s will made Aaron’s succession conditional.”Murmurs flared like sparks across the table.“Conditional how?”

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 22

    VENUS“You’re breaking up with me before we even tie the knot?”My tone was playful, but a sliver of nervous laughter slipped through, uninvited.Damn. It’s only been a week.I’d already sold the whole story to Jude and he bought it without a second thought.Now I’m getting dumped?I let out a soft chuckle, shaking my head at the absurdity of it all.This man was impossible. Beautiful, powerful, and utterly infuriating.“No,” he said flatly. “Although I did consider it… several times.”I gasped, eyes going wide.Excuse me?“And yet,” he continued, completely unaffected, “you’re accompanying me to a charity event on Thursday. As my plus one.”“Finally. Some action.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m bored out of my mind just lying around and eating all day.”Sure, I’d visited my mom and even checked in on Jude once or twice but he didn’t need to know that.Let him think I was moping like a pampered house cat.“So, the event’s for charity?”“Something like that.” He waved a hand, disinterested. “Y

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 21

    VENUSHe took the only bag I packed and placed it in the trunk. When we got to his penthouse, he carried it upstairs without saying much. I was still a bit shaken.Aaron showed me around the place, hovering more than usual. Before leaving for a commitment, he asked more than once if I was okay, and told me to make myself at home. He was treating me like I might break at any second, which was very unlike the cold, composed Mr. Sinclair. But I was grateful for it.Later, a stylist came by to take my measurements. Afterward, I called my mom and Gianna. I told Gianna what happened, and true to form, she went full psycho mode—graphic threats about what she’d do to Billy. Her dark humor cracked me up and lifted my mood.I raided Aaron’s fridge for ice cream and found cookies in his pantry. If I had it my way, I’d live in that kitchen.He told me to pick any room, so I settled into the one I’d stayed in that morning. I fell asleep with the half-eaten bowl of ice cream still beside me.---It

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 20

    AARONIt took everything in me not to look at her.In my clothes.Bare legs. Hair twisted into a messy bun. Sleeves swallowing her hands. Shorts hanging low on her hips.She looked…Innocent. Soft. Too damn good.And I was going to live with her?For years?This was going to be slow, exquisite torture.When we arrived at her neighborhood, she invited me in. I was still on a call with a major client, so I waved her off, told her I’d be right behind. Once the call ended, I made my way up. Would’ve been rude not to.The door was slightly open.Bad sign.Inside, the apartment was small, cluttered and looked like a damn hurricane had ripped through it.Then I heard it.A sound.Muffled movement. A struggle.Something in me snapped. I moved fast, heart hammering.Then I saw it.She was pinned against the kitchen counter by some filthy bastard, her shirt gripped in his fists, her face pale and terrified. She was shaking. Fighting.Rage like I’ve never felt before burned through me.I grabbed

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 19

    VENUS"You're moving in today. There won’t be any engagement announcement, we’ll just get married in two weeks."That was the first thing he said when I stepped out, dressed in his oversized T-shirt and shorts I’d had to fold several times so they wouldn’t fall off my waist.Today?Not that I was complaining. I mean, who would complain about living here? And truth be told, I didn’t have much to pack anyway."Oh, and the stylist will be here later today to get your measurements for your new wardrobe."Just what every girl dreams of hearing.“Thank you,” I said quietly.He just nodded. Not even a glance in my direction since I came downstairs. I didn’t know how to feel about that.The man doesn’t like you, Venus, why does it even bother you?“I’m ready when you are,” he said, still furiously typing on his laptop. “Just pack the basics. You can come back later for the rest.”“All right.”Some minutes later, we were in the car, different from yesterday’s Mercedes. This time, it was a Rang

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 18

    VENUSThis might’ve been the best sleep I’d had in years, I thought, stretching lazily as I rolled over onto a soft mattress and sank into the fluffiest pillow I’d ever felt.Wait.Soft mattress? Fluffy pillow?This wasn’t my bed.My eyes snapped open as I shot upright. What the hell? I rubbed at my eyes, trying to piece together the fragments of last night.Mr. Sinclair and I had gone on a date. We were waiting for the car. I got in… and must’ve dozed off. So, by deduction, this had to be his place.I looked down, I'm still wearing the dress from last night. No smudged makeup, no wrinkled mess, no unfamiliar aches. He hadn’t touched me. I was sure of it. Mr. Sinclair didn’t even like me. If there was one thing I could trust, it was that.I scanned the room. Luxurious. Modern. Spacious. The kind of place that whispered wealth with every square foot. It was bigger than the apartment I’d shared with my parents. Probably bigger than the entire floor.I slid off the massive bed, noticing

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 17

    AARON The date wasn’t as bad as I imagined. Venus was... interesting. Smart, too. She steered clear of overly personal questions, which I appreciated. I noticed she tried to keep eating, even when she clearly couldn’t manage more than a few bites. And the wine? Yeah, she was a lightweight, her cheeks and nose had already gone pink. The tipsier she got, the freer she spoke. It was... kind of endearing. I pulled up to her neighborhood, but the second I took it in, I changed my mind. It looked sketchy as hell-unsafe, even. She’s probably lived there her whole life, but something about it didn’t sit right with me. Gut instinct. So I drove to my penthouse in the Upper East Side instead. She was fast asleep by then, peaceful in a way I hadn’t seen before. I didn’t want to wake her. Carefully, I lifted her out of the car, carried her up, and laid her on the guest room bed—always kept ready. I left a glass of water on the nightstand, closed the door, and let her rest. I went to the libr

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 16

    VENUSI wiped my mouth with a napkin before I started talking. What? I might be poor, but I have table manners. Take your scrutiny elsewhere.Somewhere between the drive here and the walk to the table, I decided I wouldn’t let Mr. Sinclair intimidate me. I mean, he still did—but less so. I was actually talking to him freely now. The ridiculously expensive wine helped, too. Lightweight, remember? I can’t take too much.“We usually work late nights, yeah? So one night we’re stuck on a project and shockingly we get along. Ever since then, we’ve been kinda chill… well, until you caught feelings and—”“I caught feelings first?”I gave him a look that said if you interrupt me again, I’m stabbing you with this butter knife. “I’m trying to help you sell our fake relationship, Mr. Sinclair.”He smirked. “Well, you’ll blow our cover if you keep calling me Mr. Sinclair. Aaron is fine.”I nodded. “Right. So you caught feelings, kissed me, and eventually I caught feelings too. But we had to keep u

  • Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss    Chapter 15

    AARONI looked up from my phone and I swear, I lost a few brain cells in the process.Venus.She looked... different. Good different. The dress clung to her like it had been stitched onto her skin, framing her figure in ways that made me seriously question my own damn self-control. No bra. Which meant I had a full, unfiltered view of her cleavage with every breath she took.She looked like the goddess she was named after. Divine. Ethereal. Dangerous.But she was thin. Not alarmingly so just enough that I made a mental note: feed her more. Take care of that. Fill her out the way a woman like her deserved. She was already every man’s fantasy… but I wanted her to be mine alone.Yeah, to be the fake husband, I had to start thinking like one. Yeah right.This was going to be a problem.I hadn’t realized how long I’d been staring until she spoke.“Uh, Mr. Sinclair?”I blinked, snapped out of the haze, and moved to open the passenger door for her. A small recovery. Smooth enough to cover jus

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