All Chapters of Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

VENUS“Marry me.”“W-what?” I stammered, pushing my oversized glasses up my nose. His eyes followed the motion with obvious irritation. Sue me—I can’t afford new ones.“You heard me the first time,” he said, voice flat, expression bored, like I was wasting his precious oxygen.God, I hate him. That condescending stare he always gives me—like I’m gum on the bottom of his thousand-dollar shoes. He’s made this job a personal hell, and now he wants to add this to the list?“Is this your latest twisted idea of a joke?” I asked, arms folded, voice sharp.“Marry me and I—”“No.” I cut him off before he could finish, and for once, I shocked him. His eyes flicked up like he hadn’t expected a rejection.“No?” he repeated, disbelief creeping into his voice.“You want me to say it in Spanish?” I deadpanned.“You haven’t even heard my offer—”“And I don’t want to.” My voice rose a notch. “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I’m not a pawn in it.”Maybe it was the stress talking—bala

AARON“She told me I’d fucking lost my mind and walked out,” I ranted, gripping the glass in my hand like it might keep me from exploding. Connor, the bastard, just laughed like I’d said the funniest joke of the year.“It isn’t funny,” I growled, though part of me knew it kind of was.“With that kind of approach, what did you expect, asshole?” he asked, finally sobering a little as he took a swig from his beer. “You’ve made her life a living hell for the past few months then out of nowhere, you waltz in and tell her to marry you? And you think she’d just... what? Say yes? Like you’re her Prince Charming or something? You’re fucking delusional.”I clenched my jaw, but I didn’t argue. Connor’s my best friend for a reason—he doesn’t sugarcoat shit. He never has. Doesn’t mean it’s easy to swallow when he spits the truth straight down your throat.“You came up with the idea,” I muttered bitterly, “Now I have to come up with Plan B. If I don’t get married within a month, all my hard work, m

AARON"I told you she’d come around," Connor said with a smug grin.We were in my office, waiting for my PA to arrive so we could finalize the terms of our agreement. Connor owned one of the most prestigious law firms in New York City, and his reputation spoke for itself. There was no one better to represent my company."What changed her mind, though?" he asked, running a hand through his hair."Who cares? The point is, she agreed," I replied, glancing at my watch. "She’s late. She’s never late.""Maybe she changed her mind again," Connor smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Remembered what an absolute ass you’ve been to her.""Don’t you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk?" I groaned, leaning back in my chair."Nah," he said, unfazed. "Especially not when I’m right.""Shut up," I mumbled, checking the time again."Relax. It’s probably traffic." He leaned back further. "Or maybe she realized you’re not worth the stress.""Connor," I warned, glaring at him.He raised his hands in m

VENUSIt was Thursday morning, and I went to see my mom to check on her and ensure she was doing well. I felt optimistic about her chemo, and for the first time in a while, I didn’t have to worry about the money. I hadn’t seen Dain since I sent him out. Good riddance. I even changed the lock on the door to feel safe again.I’d gone through the contract, and after much thought, I decided I would sign it and submit it today after visiting my mom. Now, I was sitting in the chair beside her hospital bed. She was asleep, her breathing soft and steady.“Hey, sleepyhead,” I murmured when she finally stirred.“Venus?” She stretched and blinked. “How long have I been asleep? Why didn’t you wake me?”“You need all the rest you can get, Mom.” I took her hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I brought you your favourite mango juice.” I placed the bottle on the bedside table. “And... I wasn’t sure if you felt like having a cupcake, but I brought some, just in case. I hope you’re allowed to ea