Ceos Contractual Wife Novels & Stories

“Do you know who she is?” “I know she’s the physician who pulled you out of a coma,” Kael said, tilting his head. “I also know she’s your contract wife. The whole north knows it, Ronan. You can’t keep that kind of thing quiet.” The words landed like a slap. “She is my wife,” I said, low and hard. “On paper, a contract wife,” Kael said, and he didn’t look away. “That’s what the council called it or has something changed?”

They moved to the sitting room, her father trailed behind, confusion growing. Mr Vaughn opened his case and handed over a thick folder. “This?” He said, “is the official marriage agreement between Mr Marx Danver and Miss Iris Hargrove. It outline the terms of the arrangement, property clause, confidentiality and public appearances.” “So formal of him,” her father mumbled , taking a seat. Iris sat down across from the lawyer , flipping open the document. Her eyes scanned the clauses. -No disclosure of the nature of agreement to third parties - minimum of two year cohabitation.

Nina quickly asks Sunny, "Williams's Group? Which Williams?" "The one specializes in shopping malls and office buildings. It's said the president has married Mayor Lewis's daughter." Sunny sees Nina is interested in the Williams, so she adds, "But something happened at the wedding and they didn't get married successfully." "Not married? Really? I have seen reports before that Mayor Lewis's daughter was pregnant?" Nina is a little surprised. At the time Troy got married, she had gone to America. So she did not know the ops and downs.

“Daddy! Stop shouting. You should be a good dad. To everybody. Even Mommy.” The room stilled. Lucian’s eyes finally lifted to me. Cold. Sharp. Guarded. Zane leaned back in his chair slowly, studying him. “Wow. You yell at her in front of your kid? That’s the man you became?” “She doesn’t get to walk out whenever she wants. She’s my wife,” Lucian said through clenched teeth. Zane raised a brow. “A contract wife, bro.” Lucian’s nostrils flared. “Lillian,” he said tightly. “Go upstairs. I’ll call you soon.”

“With Wexler International. That company values public image as much as business performance. My board thinks a married CEO looks more reliable and stable. I’m not married, and I don’t have plans to fall in love. Therefore, I’ve decided to arrange a marriage.” Celine’s stomach felt heavy. “You’re joking.” He looked at her seriously. “Do I look like I’m joking?” “No, but what exactly are you suggesting?” “A contract marriage,” he said in a calm and serious tone. “It will be legal and binding. You will become Mrs. Austen for six months. In public, we will act as a married couple. In private, you can continue your normal life and your work. When the merger is finished, we will end the marriage

Elena laughs and it's bitter, broken, "Using me? That's rich coming from you, what do you call what we have? What do you call this arrangement where you parade me around like your property while you sleep with half of New York?" "We have an arrangement," I say coldly, "one you agreed to, one you signed your name to, one you're handsomely compensated for, or did you forget about the mansion, the clothes, the lifestyle I provide?" "I'm not your employee," her voice cracks, "I'm your wife" "You're whatever I say you are," I cut her off, my voice dropping dangerously low. "Read the contract, Elena, clause twelve, section four, you agreed to play the devoted wife in public, that means not flirtin

He explained how he had recognized her work and realized that the woman he had found lying in the road was the same person behind many of Carter Group's strongest strategies. Then the contract appeared. “This is a two-year marriage contract,” the recorded Alexander said. Several people in the audience shifted uncomfortably. Alexander's face hardened as he watched the screen. “Two years. We present ourselves as husband and wife publicly. We attend important events together. We live together so the arrangement remains believable.” Whispers immediately began spreading through the hall. Then the words that changed the entire atmosphere came through the speakers. “There will be no expectation of

“I agree with all the rights and obligations you’ve outlined here, Mr. Richter. There is only one important clause I would like to propose as an addition.” Archie paused his movements, his gaze locking onto her as his jaw tightened faintly. “Speak.” “Please keep this marriage a secret at the Richter Company office.” Eleanor looked at him pleadingly, her eyes meeting his dark gaze with deep earnestness. “I don’t want my position in the planning division to become awkward. Nor do I wish to become the center of office gossip or receive special treatment from my colleagues. At the office, we remain strictly boss and subordinate. Nothing changes.”

A steady, subtle snore echoed through the air with each exhale. Carina Scodelario is now his wife. Eric took his glass of champagne and silently enjoyed the success. He now fully owns the Dreamscape company. He was trying to grab this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and he didn't need anyone's permission anymore. Today has passed without a single incident.

" Are you crazy? Why would you need a fake wife for an entire year?" " You don't need to know the reason, all you need to do is sign the contract, adhere to the rules and after a year, you get back the company you are so desperate for." " Am sorry, but this is crazy, I can't do it " " It going to be confidential, I assure you your boyfriend won't be alerted of this agreement " " I do not have a boyfriend " She stares at him with disgust, wiping her hands and mouth, so she could get a clear view through the contract.