Billionaire Contract Marriage For Heirs Novels & Stories

Sipping the last of his bourbon, Robert refilled his glass on the table before moving on with the next evening’s item. “I also found the marriage contract between the Shuler family and ours. My father and the Shuler family made a contract between families, and it went into detail about the consequences if one party breached the contract. Both parties are obligated to the marriage due to assets. Half of the wealth and assets are forfeited to the Shuler family if there is a breach of contract on the Elon side, and also, half of the Shuler assets are forfeited if the Shuler breaches the contract. The union is to solidify the two families within the government and our business relations.” “So th

So, he would most probably settle for a marriage of convenience - he was sure as hell, it wouldn’t be with any of the Forrester daughters. Already on his guard, he’d prepared a prenuptial contract, so that the half-sister would not be getting a penny out of him, not more than necessary that it. Alyssa Huntington was a Forrester after all; and who knew that lineage better than him? Their marriage would last for a defined temporary period, based on cold-blooded conditions, and after he’d acquired his property, he would never look back without a single glance. Not for any Forrester heir anyway.

He inveighed bitterly to her. "Everyone would be so disappointed and it would be in the news that, Robin DeMarco got jilted by his wife to be, two weeks before their wedding. That'll do ruin my reputation and it'll affect my business." "So now, you are proposing me to act like your fiancé and get married to you?" Astrid asked him, when it became obvious he Was done with his story. "It'll be a contract marriage and I'll pay you handsomely for it." He assured her,

Because she didn't know how to take or how to mark something as her own. Alex wouldn't do the same mistake as her, he wouldn't be like his mum. He wouldn't spend his days craving love, support and success. He would take. He would conquer; until everything he wanted belonged to him. That's what he did. And this time, that's what he would do. He would marry, even if it was a contract. With a devilish grin that seemed to round about his thin lips, he called up his lawyer, Martin Henderson and asked him to about a contract. A marriage contract of six months. When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief.

She is a strong and very persistent woman who would go any length to see that her husband’s legacy continues to live on even though he’s late. Now she has a rift she must fix only by proposing a contract marriage between her son and the man’s daughter whom she finds so much pleasure in oppressing. That had been in existence since her husband was alive. She had never for one day liked the idea of signing contract marriages but she must do this to push her son high up in the success ladder as the world’s number one. That was a priority for her and she must do this for her son and her family. The offer of the contract is only for two years. Her son has to be married to a daughter of a top billi

but the one thing that took precedence in her mind was the clause in the contract that had bared her down these past few days leading up to the wedding. The clause that read: 'once wedded,is to be my wife in every way.in bed and in life until a child is sired.' What a funny game that life had to play on her.

That was a lot of money. That would make her five billion dollars richer. A billionaire just by being married to Killian King. She almost lost her balance on the seat on that one. The rest of the contract stated that she would nurse the child and raise the child like her own for the five years but be devoid of developing a bond with the child. How was that even possible? Her head ached with the terms. She sighed and signed the contract, ready to get it over with. "You didn't read the rest, Penelope." Nathan pointed out. "Check..."

★★★ “The value of this deal is $40 million. I currently have my signature on the pages. We have one year to fulfill this deal before we part ways. Once you have this money, you can go anywhere, but until then, you cannot tell anyone about it,” William told Monica in a flat voice. She, wearing a white bridal dress and bearing a heavy heart that was causing her the most anguish of her life, held the paper in her hand and muttered, “I understand; I too want my marriage to remain discreet." She let out a long breath and raised her teary eyes to William.

I laughed harshly at her naivety. “My dear little mouse. I don’t give a fuck about your love, it is wouldn’t increase my account. And as for your submission, of course, you’re going to have no choice but to submit to my decisions, that’s if you don’t want to get crushed – but then you’d probably still get crushed anyway. You should have just let Justin kill you. Trust me, being married to me is much worse. In this contract marriage, there would be no love. I would never love you, in fact, I am going to break you, and then make you hate yourself.

“What other task do you talk of, my wife?” Frank asked, paced up and down the bedroom, still nursing his libido. “I told you how my father rebuked me when I demanded two million dollars for your upkeep. He boasted about Brian and Melissa and how they would champion over the wealth of the Fanny’s by the time he regains his sanity…” she paused and got hold of some documents on the table, “Now bring your ass here and read this.” She pointed into the documents, “This is the contract marriage agreement papers between them and this clause says that either Brian or Melissa would automatically assume as heir to the Fanny Group should Melissa bear him at least a child in the window period of the cont