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The Contract Marriage Proposal

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***The office was quiet that evening. Most of the employees had left hours ago, leaving only the hum of the air conditioning and the faint click of my keyboard as I typed the final notes for the day. I was about to pack up when I felt it — that familiar weight of someone’s presence.

“Vera,” Lance’s voice cut through the silence. Calm. Controlled. Commanding.

I froze mid-type, my fingers hovering above the keys. My heart beat faster, and I suddenly felt exposed. “Yes?” I called, forcing my voice
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  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   My Vera***

    Lance sat alone in his office long after Vera had left. The door closed behind her. Silence returned. He stared at the contract on his desk. Her signature was still fresh. Two years. One hundred million. Marriage. He leaned back slowly. Something about the arrangement bothered him. Not the money. Not the contract. Vera. She had agreed too quickly. Not desperately. Not greedily. That was what bothered him. Most people would have heard the words one hundred million and signed before he finished speaking. Vera had negotiated. She had questioned everything. She had protected her career, her hospital, her independence, even her physical boundaries. And somehow, that made him trust her less. Not because she seemed dishonest. Because she seemed too controlled. Lance picked up his phone. “Send Daniel in.” A few minutes later, his personal assistant walked into the office. “Sir?” “Close the door.” Daniel did. Lance slid a folder acros

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   The Dinner had Barel..

    The dinner had barely ended when Lance's mother made her next move.‎And judging by the look on her face, I knew immediately that I wasn't going to like it.‎‎“Vera, darling.”‎‎I turned from the dining table.‎‎“Yes, ma'am?”‎‎She smiled.‎‎“You'll stay in Lance's room tonight.”‎‎My eyes widened.‎‎Across the table, Lance went completely still.‎‎Mia's lips parted.‎‎Then she slowly looked between us.‎‎I cleared my throat.‎‎“I—”‎‎“Mother,” Lance interrupted.‎‎She raised an eyebrow.‎‎“What?”‎‎“We haven't discussed that.”‎‎“You're married.”‎‎“Yes.”‎‎“So?”‎‎Lance looked at me.‎‎I looked at him.‎‎Neither of us spoke.‎‎His mother smiled triumphantly.‎‎“Exactly.”‎‎She turned to me.‎‎“Your things have already been taken upstairs.”‎‎My stomach dropped.‎‎My things?‎‎I looked at Lance.‎‎“You knew about this?”‎‎“No.”‎‎“You're lying.”‎‎“I genuinely didn't.”‎‎For some reason, that made me feel slightly better.‎‎His mother stood.‎‎“Good

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   Am I falling for him!?

    The elevator descended slowly, floor by floor, but somehow I could still feel Lance's eyes on me.‎I stared at my reflection in the polished metal doors and silently scolded myself.‎Get yourself together, Vera.‎This was a business arrangement.‎Nothing more.‎A contract. Two years. One hundred million.‎That was all.‎Except my heart seemed determined to make a fool of me.‎The elevator doors opened, and I stepped into the nearly empty lobby. I walked through the glass doors and into the evening air, grateful for the distance between Lance and me.‎I had barely taken three steps when my phone vibrated.‎Three missed calls.‎Unknown number.‎Before I could decide whether to ignore it, the phone rang again.‎I sighed and answered.‎“Hello?”‎“Is this Miss Vera?”‎“Yes.”‎“This is Mr. Hale's legal office. Mr. Lance asked us to inform you that the preliminary marriage contract has been prepared. He would like you to review it before signing tomorrow morning.”‎I stopped walking.‎“Tomor

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   The Contract Marriage Proposal

    ***The office was quiet that evening. Most of the employees had left hours ago, leaving only the hum of the air conditioning and the faint click of my keyboard as I typed the final notes for the day. I was about to pack up when I felt it — that familiar weight of someone’s presence.“Vera,” Lance’s voice cut through the silence. Calm. Controlled. Commanding.I froze mid-type, my fingers hovering above the keys. My heart beat faster, and I suddenly felt exposed. “Yes?” I called, forcing my voice to sound steady.He stepped closer, leaning lightly against the edge of my desk. That signature smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, though his eyes were serious. “Do you have a moment?”I nodded, unsure why my throat felt so dry. “Of course.”He took a deep breath, as though preparing to drop a bomb. “What I’m about to propose… it’s not usual. Not for a businesswoman like you. And not for someone like me.”I raised an eyebrow. “That’s… ominous,” I said, trying to keep my tone casual, though

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   Lost Love

    Lost Love ***For the past few days, Lance had been absent from the office, and I hadn’t seen him even once. Not that I would admit it out loud, but I missed him terribly. Every morning felt incomplete without the echo of his presence, without the subtle way he passed by, brushing past me, making the air around us electric without even trying.I tried to focus on my work, on the endless spreadsheets, meetings, and files stacked neatly on my desk, but no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts always drifted to him.And I didn’t just miss him. I craved him.***I fantasized about him — about the way he looked when he was serious, commanding in his tailored suits, every inch of him radiating power and control. But my fantasies weren’t about business. No, they were far more intimate.I wanted him to hold me. To pull me close and let me feel the warmth of his chest against mine. I wanted him to touch me, his hands strong and confident, exploring, claiming, igniting fires I hadn’t even known e

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   Heartbreak Abroad

    Lance POV continues….The city skyline stretched out below me as the private jet descended. Every light, every shadow, felt like a warning, like fate itself was trying to tell me I wasn’t ready for what I was about to find. But I couldn’t wait any longer. Isabella had ignored my calls, silenced my texts, and completely disappeared into her life abroad. I needed answers.I didn’t call ahead. I didn’t warn her. If she had anything to say for herself, I’d hear it straight from her lips.By the time I arrived at her apartment building, the bass of music thumped through the air, echoing down the hallway. I stepped into the corridor, feeling a tight knot of anticipation in my chest. This… this isn’t going to be easy.Through the half-open door, I saw her. Isabella, laughing with a group of people, drinks in hand, completely unaware that I was standing there. One of the guys next to her had his arm draped across her shoulders in a familiarity that made my chest ache. She glanced at her phone

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   LANCEL GROUP.

    ****My car rolled to a slow stop in front of the towering glass building, and for a full minute, I couldn’t move. I just sat there, staring through the window, my breath fogging up the glass.“The Lancel Group”.I’d seen photos of the company headquarters online — the shining symbol of power, wealt

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   **MY GIGOLO**

    The sound of my phone vibrating against the nightstand dragged me out of sleep. My head throbbed, my mouth was dry, and the sunlight streaming through the curtains felt like punishment. I groaned and reached for the phone.Bella.Her name flashed on the screen. I squinted at it, then pressed declin

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   WILD ESCAPADE.

    **My Wild escapade**. “ Who are you”? he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated deep within me. It was rough, commanding, yet tinged with a vulnerability that made my knees weak. I swallowed hard, my throat dry, and took a step closer. The floor felt distant beneath my feet, as if i were f

  • MARRIED TO MY GIGOLO.   SURPRISED.

    The night was loud.Music pulsed through the walls, the kind that made your heart race even if you didn’t want it to. Lights flashed red, blue, gold — people laughed, bodies moved, and the world outside the club ceased to exist.I sat at the bar, my fingers wrapped around a glass of something stron

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