Billion Dollar Contract Novels & Stories

“It's nothing, just rival companies trying to compel me to revoke the billion dollar deal” “Your billionaire deal”

Besides, she badly wanted to prove herself to Kyle and everyone around the ballroom! "I see," Charles said. He glanced at the crowd surrounding Adrian's company and raised his hand. He was holding a folder with documents inside. "Well, I have the contract for a hundred-billion-dollar project!" Yet again, Leni was stunned. Her father was not putting up a fight! It wasn't like him at all! Behind Leni, Tonet and Fredrick rejoiced! "Did you hear that?" Tonet said while looking around, especially at the board members. "Fredrick bagged a hundred-billion-dollar project from Dowel Landmasters!"

he said, his voice instantly professional. His father's voice was steady. "I've reviewed all the documents. You need to sign the contract; it's a $10 billion deal." "Understood, Dad," Nate replied, his tone unchanging. He hung up, the weight of the $10 billion deal settling on his shoulders. He returned to the table, the contract lying open before him. He scanned the pages, his eyes lingering on a few key clauses. He picked up his pen and hesitated for a moment before signing. The signature felt final and binding. He capped his pen and returned to his conversation with David.

“Maybe they are. We’ve given them a good show.” She laughed, the sound light and full, no trace of tension or fear. “I don’t know if I should be flattered or terrified.” He shifted slightly, propping himself on his elbow so he could look at her fully. “Nadia,” he said, his voice low but certain. “Do you remember that night you signed the contract?” She blinked, then smiled, nodding slowly. “I was shaking. I didn’t want you to see, but I was terrified. That number… 1 billion dollars. I thought, ‘What the hell am I doing?’”

I said, pointing to the envelope I brought. Eric stared at the contract, then he crossed his arms as if to mimic me. “How much?” I frowned hard, processing the question he tossed to me. “In that contract you wrote, how much do you need? 1 million dollars? Two million? A hundred million? Name a price.” The heart of capitalism beats faster. I pressed my chest and calmed my heart which suddenly felt excited. For a moment, I was enticed at the offer that he’s willing to give me a large sum of money. However, my pride reminded me that this is not how it is supposed to happen. Besides...

Caspian snapped impatiently. Soon, he had the acquisition contract in hand. After studying it, his face twitched uncontrollably. Good heavens! The amount listed was an astronomical 180 billion dollars in cash!

6 billion dollars. Initially, I thought Xavier was planning on playing it out with me. I don't know why he suddenly asked me to sign the contract this morning." Howard had the contract in his hands, but he was still baffled by what had happened. Yvonne found it strange as well. After all, it wasn't a small number. Only a few days had passed, and Xavier had not only not managed to bargain for a lower price, but he'd also already signed the contract. "I'm not going to worry about it. It's good that he signed the contract. I've gained more than two billion dollars just like that."

ADRIAN’S POV Thursday, 9:14 AM. I had the Hartley Media deal on my desk at 9:14 AM. The pen was so heavy in my hand when I signed it, it was like I was setting the last six months of hell on paper and pressing it into permanence with ink. Two billion dollars. The largest transaction of my career. Done while my enemy was on the run and my wife was sleeping with a gun under her pillow. Mr. Hartley clapped me on the back and took my hand across the mahogany table. His handshake was warm and strong.

So as I am fidgeting at the back trying to see if my attempt can go unnoticed, I hear as Damian carries on speaking to Grant, he places the phone on speaker so that Sophia can get her own wicked pleasure in listening to it as well. "What do you want," I hear Grant as he is clearly shaken up coming from the other end. "Money, what else?" Damian growls at him from deep in his chest. I think this is the only time that he will ever to be able to act like a man, a fucking dead man, as soon as I get loose here. "How much do you want?" And I know that he is now going to come to some ridiculous amount that I know that Grant won't have. "Thirty-eight million."

She sighed. “It’s a long story.” “Then start talking.” For the next twenty minutes, Tatiana explained. Not everything. Not Lucien’s guilt. Not the accident. But enough. The contract marriage. Her siblings. Miranda. The threats. The protection. The symbol. The photo. By the time she finished, Adrian looked furious. Not shocked. Not confused. Furious. “You’re living with him?” Tatiana frowned. “Technically.” “You signed a marriage contract with a billionaire you barely know?”