Borrow Contractual Obligations Elle Rivers Novels & Stories

The suited man set down his briefcase and cleared his throat. “Mrs. Rhodes, we’re here today to discuss some promises Mr. Rhodes made before his passing.” “What promises?” He pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from his bag and laid it on the coffee table. “This is an IOU personally written by Mr. Rhodes for five hundred thousand. Both he and Ms. Claire signed it, for her father’s business operations. Now that Mr. Rhodes has unfortunately passed, you, as the heir, are responsible for this debt.” I walked over and glanced at the IOU.

My Luna abilities were growing stronger-I could feel emotions from everyone in the room without trying! “What kind of tech work?” “Database management, system security updates. Standard IT consulting.” “For which company?” Rivers hesitated. “I don’t remember the name. It was a short-term contract.” “You don’t remember who paid you fifteen thousand dollars?” Kael’s voice was skeptical. “It was handled through an intermediary. I never met the actual client.” Rivers was sweating now. “Look, I don’t know what this is about, but I haven’t done anything wrong.” “Who recruited you for this position?” Silas asked.

I continue, "You don't have right over my house, and your stay in my mansion is not welcome here." "Really?? My stay is not welcome here. Do you know I can tarnish your image and that of your baby mama? Because that is the only suitable thing to call her, I know all her secrets, I have done research, and I know you guys signed a contract for her to give you a child. So she does not have much right compared to me, since your contract will come to an end," Ella uttered, spilling all the secrets I have no idea she knows about.

“You're done paying that loan. I'm taking that over. I already talked to the bank about it. I'm doing a lot better now between this new job and after all the work we put into the ranch. Don't worry about that. Just try to get the other loan, and you can use the money you get for training them to pay off the loan. It should make good money. Mom always made out good with it.” “Fine, you can pay the loan, but I'm not quitting my job yet,” I huffed. River chuckled. “I don't think you know what you want half the time,” he said. River stared out the windshield as I stared at him. I unbuckled my seatbelt and crawled quickly across the bench seat. River must have seen me out of the corner of his eye

“You don’t know this, but I’ve saved your mother from her debt once. A long time ago.” Jacob shot him a look. “What…” “Your mother,” River said slowly. “She had always had trouble taking care of herself and you. She got herself involved in dangerous situations and nearly got herself killed. Remember how I told you I met you when you were a child? It was one of those times.” “You cleared her debt? But why?” Jacob asked. “Because I could, Jacob. I tend to do whatever I please. And right now, I am offering you an opportunity because I can. So think long and hard before you turn it down,” River said.

“Bella, you’re rich! You’re gonna buy me a car, right? A Mustang. Or no—a Tesla!” “Sit down,” I groaned, grabbing the contract before he could spill milk all over it. But Rhea wasn’t laughing. She sank onto the arm of the couch, her gaze sharp. “That’s insane. No normal assistant job pays that much.” But the paper in my hand didn’t feel fake. It felt binding. Rhea tilted her head. “What’s the catch?” I stiffened. My mind flashed back to the line I’d read in the contract, written in neat black ink beneath “Confidentiality Agreement”:

-- "In the midst of the ocean, where so many times I have been yours for hire, allow me to be yours for love." That's it! The other times what we were together was a contract we had signed, something pre-written that said we should pretend to love each other in front of others. An agreement that brought us closer together, he because he didn't want to be humiliated and I because I needed money. I won't lie and deny it, I was there for the high amount he promised me, the fiery moments were only benefits. Our relationship was of golden interest; interest in the other's body, interest in the contract.

Her brows furrowed deeper and she ignored Isaac's gesture to put the phone down, typing with her head lowered. [Rachael: Is this how Eustoma does things? I demand an explanation from River A.!] [Rachael: She told me before that if I wanted to book her services, I had to go through the studio. What does she mean by rejecting me now?] [Rachael: Is she kidding me now?]

"I'm not, Jeremy. Is this why you called me?" "No, no sir. The file on Miss Rhea Valdez had been brought back, and it looks like she's in New Orleans and is engaged now. And also, Mr. Raj wants me to setup a meeting between you too, he said he has a deal to discuss with you and you would love it. He has been trying to get a whole of you but to no avail." Jeremy spoke all in one breath.

The Rivers family’s living room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to block out the midday sun. Estella sat comfortably on the couch, scrolling through her phone, while Sarah, Isabelle's stepmother paced anxiously, muttering some words to herself. The creak of a door made them look up. Mr. Rivers walked out of his room, stretching his arms and looking perfectly healthy. He glanced at them with a raised brow. “Well? Has she called yet? It's been days now, we need to get that money from her quickly.” he asked, his voice carrying an edge of impatience.