Contract Lover To Billionaire Bride Novels & Stories

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE THIRTY FIVE THEME: Good enough CONNECTICUT, UNITED OF AMERICA Christopher Crawford has never felt anxious in his entire life before, not even when he had been bidding for his first million dollar contract. He hoped badly that the day would go well without a hitch and if it doesn’t then he was ready to start sourcing for another woman to be his fake wife although he doubted if the plan would work this time around.

Finally, someone acknowledged my knocking. I didn't bother to yell my name but waited patiently for the person to open the door. "Hi…" it wasn't any of the Tatum sisters I knew. "I'm here to see Layla Tatum." I was quick with my point. Kaiden's wedding postponing was going so viral on the internet with headlines like *REJECTED! THE HANDSOME BILLIONAIRE HAS BEEN REJECTED BY HIS BRIDE!" Why would anyone even cook up such nonsense even after they were told that he was slightly injured.

He might be a billionaire but I am beyond his league. "Is that a deal?" I ask with impatience. He continues to study with me for a while. Just when I am thinking he is about to say something because he slightly opens his mouth, all that comes out is laughter. His deep husky voice produces deep, rich laughter and I watch in awe, wondering if this laughter is directed at my appearance or the idea of a contract marriage

TITLE: A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE This is just a sneak peak of the story. BLURB Christopher Crawford is the perfect combination of good looks and wealth. He is the rightful heir to Crawford Corporation but to claim his possession, he had to do one thing — Get married. It was easy, he had a girlfriend. The love of his life, so he thought. But she turned his proposal down thus crushing his soul. He vowed not to love again, but still needs to get married in order to get the company. Desperate and eager, he heeded an advise from a friend. A simple and easy contract marriage.

Isabella's POV I never thought I'd be one to consider such an offer. A contract marriage with a billionaire? It sounds like something out of a cheesy romance novel. But as I stared at the stack of bills on my kitchen table, I knew that I couldn't keep living like this. My life was a constant cycle of work and debt, and I was tired of it. I wanted more for myself, and I knew that moving to New York City was the first step. That's when I met Daniel Stone, a man who would change my life forever.

★★★ “You asked me to marry you even though you already have a girlfriend. Is this some kind of plan you plotted against me? Is there a risk that you perceive will fall on your lover, which is why you chose me to slaughter as a pig?" Monica yelled at William as the bedroom door closed behind her. She couldn't let go of the fact that he already had a girlfriend, but he requested a one-year contractual marriage with her. This could hardly be for insignificant reasons.

"Hey baby, I'm really sorry. My mom wants me to take over the family business. I don't have a choice but to end things. Take the money and live well." Before he could say more, Mrs. Smith cut in again, her voice full of poison. "You heard him. You're just a nobody. No one's ever going to marry a gold digger like you." The bride had had enough. Her anger boiled over. "Do you think I care about your stupid money?" she snapped. "I'd never marry a fake like your son!" She yanked off her veil and threw it on the floor. Gripping her bouquet tightly, she stormed over to Liam Hamilton, who was still trying to wrap his head around everything happening.

“Hard to say no to a man who can whip up crème brûlée.” I laughed softly. “Actually, I didn’t even know he could cook until the morning after our wedding.” “I get it. So it comes to money, after all.” “Money? I’m… not marrying him for his wealth, that's for sure.” Her brows lifted. “Wait—so if it wasn’t the cooking or the money, then what made you say yes? You’re still so young, Lorraine. And you married a man like Misha…” I paused. The air seemed to shift.

“You drank like you wanted to disappear. And when I tried to leave you there, you followed me.” I gasped, shaking my head. “You’re lying!” He walked over to the table and pulled something from his wallet. A black card. He tossed it onto the bed beside me. "There's money in it. Take it. Treat yourself to something nice. Tell it's a gift for the night." The tears I'd held back finally fell. "What kind of man are you?" I demanded in amazement. "I don't want your money. I'm not that type of woman!"

It doesn’t mean anything” I tell myself repeatedly as we start walking. We met the lawyers signed the required documents and in a few minutes, we were named husband and wife. Lily started clapping and smiling when the officiant said, “You can now kiss the bride” “Why” I shouted in my head.” We are not supposed to kiss” I thought to myself. I looked at Colton and saw him moving closer. I didn’t know when I closed my eyes until I felt his lips on my cheeks. I opened my eyes and stared at his. His dark eyes stared at me like he was mesmerized that I was his wife or something.