All Chapters of The CEO's Contract Bride: Marriage On Paper: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Michael I stood up and clenched my fists tightly. I stared at Jason, observing every move of his. From the way he stood and how he escaped my attack earlier, it was obvious that he knew how to fight.He must have done martial arts in the past. I had to be strategic, else I would be beaten up badly. I had to find his weakness and beat him using that.“Come here,” he urged me. By now, co-workers had begun to gather at the door, conversing loudly. Jason began to laugh at me,“Are you afraid now? You know I will kick your ass if you attack, don’t you?” I knew he was trying to rage bait me but I didn’t care.I was furious and so, I attacked him. I punched him recklessly and he blocked all my punches and then delivered a hook to my stomach with his left.The pain was sharp and I fell on my knees, groaning in pain. Jason didn’t attack further.“Stand up!” he urged me. “Come and fight me, you weakling.” His words made me furious and I tried to stand but I couldn’t.One hit from his left fist

Natasha The mansion was busy on Sunday for a reason everyone knew. It was the family’s hangout and yes, I knew that sounds strange for a family of three.Maria always found a way to tell me that the Stamford family used to be very large.Back in those days, the family’s hangout was done with all of the extended family.Due to several deaths and low birth rate, this has drastically reduced the true number of family members.Now, only one full-blooded Stamford remained and that was Bruce. His grandmother wasn’t considered “Stamford” to the blood and bones since she was related to the family by marriage and not by birth. I was of the same level as Abigail Stamford.“I don’t know why we need to have this. All three of us see each other everyday after all,” I complained to Maria. She chuckled upon hearing that.“Do you think only three of you will be the ones hanging out?” she asked calmly. I turned to her and folded my arms,“If not three of us, who else will be joining? Our dead ancesto

Natasha I found Michael talking to one of the guests and I pulled him aside gently.“Is there a problem?” he asked curtly. I smiled,“I invited you over even though we aren’t on best terms currently. We’ve been after each other’s throats for a while now, haven’t we?”“Well, err…” he stuttered.“I invited you here so we could fix that,” I told him calmly. “Even though we’ve had some rough moments, we also have happy moments in the past. How about you hang out with me rather than the other guests?”He looked at me, surprise visible all over his face. I was sure he still didn’t know my true motive.“Of course, we should find somewhere to sit and then we can talk,” he agreed.“Come with me,” I muttered. “There is a private bar in the main building. There will be no eyes on us there, that’s why it’s called a private bar.”He chuckled and started to follow me. I intentionally wiggled my waist as I walked. I could tell his eyes were on my backside. He must be thinking of wild scenarios righ

Michael “Did you just call yourself a guest?” Bruce asked, laughing. “News flash, boy, I don’t consider you as one. You never had the right to attend.”“Let me go, I can’t breathe,” I muttered. Finally, Bruce left my collar and I gasped upon being set free.“You’d better leave this instant. The entrance is over there. The longer I see you, the more I get pissed,” Bruce told me angrily. I clenched my fists in anger.“I won’t forget the way you humiliated me today,” I told him firmly. He smiled,“I did it privately. Do you want to go through real humiliation?”I backed off instantly and took the path that led to the entrance. As I walked, I kept looking back to see if he would chase after me.I was angry but at the same time, afraid. I was in his mansion. He could do whatever he wanted to me. From there, I got to the garage and drove off.I could only breathe properly after I had exited the mansion. Never again would I enter the mansion without any precaution.** It was late in the eve

Natasha “Natasha!” Florence called me. “Come over here.” From the way she sounded pleasant, I believed she didn’t hear my conversation with Maria.I walked towards her and upon looking back, I found out that Maria had backed away already. That sly woman… She has left me alone in the lion’s den.I gave Florence a bright smile and then turned to the men she was talking to. All of them looked at me specially and Max even squinted his eyes.Max was one hell of an attractive man. From the back, he was well-built so I was expecting him to be really young.Now that I saw his face, you could tell he wasn’t young but then he remained handsome and manly. I could instantly tell that he was the dream of many young women.“Who is she?” Max asked. Oh my God, his voice. It sounded so deep that I had goosebumps all over my body.“Natasha Stamford,” Florence replied. “She is Bruce’s wife.”“Seems like a nice lady,” Max commented. He looked at me for a moment and then shifted his attention to Florence