The Billionaire's Contract Wife

Isabella's POVI never thought I'd be one to consider such an offer. A contract marriage with a billionaire? It sounds like something out of a cheesy romance novel. But as I stared at the stack of bills on my kitchen table, I knew that I couldn't keep living like this.My life was a constant cycle of work and debt, and I was tired of it. I wanted more for myself, and I knew that moving to New York City was the first step. That's when I met Daniel Stone, a man who would change my life forever.He was charming, confident, and oozed power. I was just a waitress, but he saw something in me that I couldn't even see in myself. He offered me a deal: marry him for a year, and he'd pay off all my debts and give me a new life in New York City.It seemed too good to be true, but I couldn't deny the opportunity that lay before me. I took the deal, and before I knew it, I was on a private jet to New York City, ready to start my new life as Mrs. Isabella Stone.But as I looked out the window at the

Isabella's POVAs we sat in silence, lost in our thoughts, I couldn't help but wonder what would happen next. Our contract marriage had been the foundation of our relationship, but now that it had served its purpose, what would become of us?Daniel broke the silence, his voice low and hesitant. "Isabella, there's something I need to tell you."My heart skipped a beat. I braced myself for the worst. Has he changed his mind about us? Was he going to end things?"I know that our marriage started as a business arrangement," he continued. "But I want you to know that I have feelings for you. Real feelings."I felt a surge of emotion wash over me. Could it be true? Could the man who had been my rock through all the chaos and uncertainty feel the same way about me that I felt about him?Before I could respond, my phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognize, but something about it made my heart race."Isabella?" the voice on the other end of the line said. "This is your mother."My stomach

Isabella's POVDays turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. I tried to keep the business going, but without Daniel, everything felt like it was falling apart. I was overwhelmed and exhausted, but I refused to give up.I spent long hours at the office, pouring over financial records and trying to piece together what had happened. I was determined to clear Daniel's name, to prove that he was innocent of the charges against him.But the more I dug, the more I realized how deep the corruption went. It wasn't just a few bad actors - it was an entire network of powerful people who had been working together to manipulate the system.And then, one day, I received a message from Diego Gomez. He wanted to meet with me, he said. He claimed that he had information that could help clear Daniel's name.I didn't trust him, but I was desperate for any kind of help I could get. So I agreed to meet with him.He was waiting for me in a dimly-lit bar, sitting alone at a table in the corner. He l

Isabella's POVDiego spoke up, his voice calm and steady. "I might know someone who can help us."Daniel and I turned to him, both curious and skeptical. "Who?" Daniel asked.Diego hesitated for a moment before replying, "His name is Victor. He's an expert in digital forensics and has helped me out in the past."I furrowed my brow in confusion. "What does digital forensics have to do with this?" I asked.Diego explained, "If Miranda and her accomplices fabricated evidence against you, then it's likely that they used digital means to do so. Victor can analyze the digital evidence and determine if it's been tampered with or fabricated."Daniel nodded in agreement. "That's a good plan. Do you have his contact information?"Diego pulled out his phone and quickly found Victor's contact information. "I'll call him and set up a meeting," he said, stepping out of the room to make the call.As we waited for Diego to return, Daniel turned to me, his expression softening. "I'm sorry, Isabella. I

The air in the small study was heavy with tension as I meticulously sorted through the dusty boxes that lined the shelves. It had been weeks since I had embarked on my quest to uncover the truth about Alexander's betrayal, and each piece of the puzzle brought me closer to the answers I sought.As I pulled out a faded file from the depths of one of the boxes, a surge of anticipation coursed through my veins. This particular file held the key to a dark secret that had been buried deep within the shadows of my father's past. It was time to confront the demons that haunted our lives.Sitting at the worn wooden desk, I opened the file and began to piece together the fragments of a story that had remained untold for far too long. The truth unraveled before me, revealing a complex web of deceit and betrayal, intertwining the lives of our families.It began with a business deal—an arrangement between my father, William Turner, and Alexander's father, Jonathan Reynolds. The details were murky,