A Contract Marriage With My Boss Novels & Stories

“We’re both being forced into this whether we like it or not. Your father and my family have already announced it. The merger documents are signed. The stock market has already responded. We can’t back out without destroying both our companies.” “So?” “So we do it. We go through with the marriage.” He said it matter of factly, like he was discussing a business transaction. “But on our terms. Not theirs.” I sat down across from him. “Explain.” “A contract marriage. Purely business. We get married, put on a good show for the public, keep our families and boards happy. But privately, we live separate lives. No expectations. No obligations beyond what’s legally required.” “Why would you agree to

What if someone attacks me for taking their man, or the two models who fought over him in the last shoot join forces to beat me up? ‎ ‎My mind was racing and my head was filled with so many thoughts and scenarios. I read through the contract one more time. I mean, I could pull this off for just six months, right? I signed the contract immediately. ‎ ‎I stood up, heading straight to his office. "Here is the contract," I said as I slammed it on his desk. He picked it up from the table with a corny smile that seemed to agitate me. "Well, thank you and congratulations, girlfriend."

Viren gets confused listening him and asked:" What are you saying ?" " Listen, your boss told us according to the contract you have to marry her . It was not written on the contract that you have to sleep with her . You are following the contract, we have to pass one year . It's not like, she will force you to sleep with her without your will . Maybe, she will cancel the contract herself and we will get money because it's her who is cancelling the contract. In fact, she was allowing us to stay together, I will be with you and we can stay as husband wife and she would never get to know” : Alya explained to Viren carefully, Viren was startled with her planning.

“If I had revealed that I was the CEO of this company, you would have never signed the contract and then, we wouldn’t be here.” What was up with everyone and tricking her into entering stupid contracts? There was however no use crying over spilt milk. She had signed the contract and couldn’t back out now. “But I’ve signed it now which means that I work for you now. And that is the relationship I would like you to maintain with me; a business relationship.” “Ok then,” Christian agreed. “How about this nice boss taking you out for lunch?” he proposed. “No thank you,” Charlotte rejected without hesitation.

A low chuckle escaped his lips before his expression darkened and his face turned serious. "Let’s discuss the important part." He paused and studied my face for a moment, making me even more nervous than I already was. "This will be a contract marriage. After one year, we’ll get divorced." It took me a few seconds to process his words. I stared at him in shock. "What?" "I need a wife to secure my position within the family business. In return, your reputation remains safe. It’s beneficial for both of us." A contract marriage? Out of every possible scenario I had imagined, this had never crossed my mind.

First, he gives me the most amazing sex of my life, five minutes later, he’s back to being the most insufferable bosshole on the planet. "So, this is a legit contract?" I ask. "Is this even legal?" Maron's brow furrows. "It is. And let's call it a 'temporary marriage' arrangement." “A what?” “You heard me.” Yes, I did. Except I can’t believe what I’m hearing. "I'm not your girlfriend,” I snap, in irritation. “Let alone your wife. And I don't plan to be, either."

"When we're at the office, I'm your boss, and that's where it ends. Remember, this marriage is a contract; let it remain that way. Do we have a deal?" Aella fought back her tears. "Deal."

Liora I left the dining table the moment I finished eating and headed straight upstairs. No point lingering. Thankfully, he didn’t bring up the whole “come work for me as my personal secretary” nonsense again. I swear, Tristan could be hilarious in the most unexpected ways, because what on earth made him think I’d actually want to work for him? This was a contract marriage. One year. Play the wife. Keep up the appearances. And nowhere, absolutely nowhere, in that contract did it say I had to be his employee too.

I asked him in disbelief because he is deciding like it is just a simple thing but for me it is an important matter because I never had a boyfriend. And I want to marry the man that I love but here is me now, getting an offer from my boss so you can’t really blame me if I will freak out about this matter. I just heaved a sigh at the thought. “You know the thing is, I just want to offer you a contract marriage. You need money and I need a wife so technically we just need each other." "So let’s just talk about it further with my attorney and just be prepared because we will go to the hospital after work so now just go back to your table okay?” he simply said to me and he just get back to his w

She said in disbelief and continued, “You are my boss” She looked at him for a longtime with hundreds of thoughts rushing through her mind. “How could I be in a contract marriage with this pervert? It was all so confusing. He is my boss and moreover he doesn’t love me, he only wants us to be in a contract marriage? I don’t think I can do this. Tony stood up from where he was sitting and moved closer to her, he took a document that was on the table and gave it to her, she stared at the document in her mind.