All Chapters of Contracted to the Ruthless Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The grand ballroom was alive with glittering lights, orchestral music, and the city’s most powerful players. Emma wore a backless black gown that clung to her body like a second skin, the fabric dipping dangerously low to reveal the curve of her spine. No bra. No panties. Alexander’s rules.His hand stayed glued to the exposed skin of her lower back all night, a constant reminder of ownership. Every time she shifted, she felt the plug he had inserted before they left the mansion—a medium-sized silicone toy that stretched her ass and made her pussy throb with every step.“You’re doing well,” he murmured during a slow dance, pulling her flush against him. His hard cock pressed against her stomach through his tuxedo. “But I can feel how wet you are. That plug has your tight little holes desperate for me.”Emma bit her lip, fighting a moan as they swayed. “People are watching.”“Let them.” His hand slid lower, dangerously close to her ass. “They all wish they could fuck what I own.”Marcu

Emma lay awake long after Alexander had fallen asleep, his powerful arm draped possessively across her waist. The steady rhythm of his breathing should have been comforting, but her mind was a storm of conflicting emotions. She had signed the extension. She had let him claim every part of her body—her pussy, her ass, her mouth. And now, against all logic, her heart was surrendering too.The next morning, Alexander woke her the way he always did lately: with his mouth between her thighs.His tongue licked slow, deliberate stripes up her slit before sucking gently on her clit. Two thick fingers pushed inside her already wet pussy, curling perfectly against that sensitive spot.“Alexander…” Emma moaned, threading her fingers through his dark hair.He hummed against her, the vibration sending sparks through her body. He ate her out with patient hunger, bringing her to the edge again and again before finally letting her crash over. Her orgasm rolled through her in deep waves, thighs trembl

The scandal broke like a bomb at dawn.Emma woke to Alexander’s phone ringing nonstop. He sat up in bed, naked and furious, reading the headlines on his screen. “Contract Wife: Billionaire Alexander Black’s Secret Marriage Exposed – Signed for Sex and Obedience.”Photos from hidden sources were plastered everywhere—blurry shots of them leaving the hospital, the gala, even one of her entering his mansion with a suitcase. Marcus Vale had struck.“Fuck!” Alexander roared, throwing his phone across the room. It shattered against the wall.Emma pulled the sheet around herself, heart pounding. “What do we do?”He turned to her, eyes blazing. “We control the narrative. You’re my wife. We’re in love. The contract was just paperwork for your mother’s medical bills. Nothing more.”But they both knew the leaked documents showed the explicit clauses: “Sexual Services. Complete Obedience. No Limits.”Alexander pulled her into his arms, kissing her fiercely. “I won’t let them destroy us.”The day b

The morning of the wedding dawned bright and clear. Emma stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bridal suite, her heart pounding. The custom white gown hugged her curves perfectly—elegant yet sensual, with a low back and delicate lace that hinted at the body Alexander knew so intimately. Her mother sat nearby, beaming with happiness.“You look like a dream,” her mother said, squeezing her hand. “Alexander is a lucky man.”Emma smiled, but inside, emotions swirled. What had started as a desperate contract had transformed into something real, raw, and terrifyingly beautiful. She loved the ruthless billionaire who had bought her. And today, she was choosing him forever.The ceremony was intimate, held in the mansion’s private garden overlooking the city. Only close family, a few trusted friends, and Alexander’s inner circle attended. When Emma walked down the aisle on her uncle’s arm, Alexander’s grey eyes locked on her with an intensity that made her knees weak.He looked devas

The honeymoon glow lingered as their private jet touched down in the city. Emma’s body was deliciously sore from two weeks of almost constant lovemaking. Every step reminded her of Alexander’s relentless claim on her—pussy, ass, and mouth. She wore a simple sundress, no panties, per his request even after landing.Alexander’s hand stayed possessively on her thigh the entire ride back to the mansion. “I already miss having you all to myself,” he murmured, fingers tracing higher. “Tonight, I’m tying you up and reminding you exactly who you belong to.”Emma shivered with anticipation. “Promise?”The moment they stepped inside the mansion, reality crashed back. Alexander’s head of security was waiting with a grave expression.“Sir. We have a situation. Victor Lang is back. He’s the one who helped Marcus leak the documents. He’s threatening to expose more unless you step down from several key deals.”Alexander’s jaw clenched. Victor Lang—an old business rival who had once tried to destroy