Contract Lover To The Billionaire Bride Novels & Stories

"It's already done. The debt is too high. My dad found a benefactor to pay for Mom's treatments." "Well, that's great news, right?" He frowned, totally confused by why I was crying. "Why are you crying if your mom is getting saved?" "Because the benefactor is Lucien Knight." Jason froze. The relief on his face twisted into something ugly and sharp. "What did you just say?" "Lucien, your cousin," I repeated, my voice barely a whisper. "He's paying for everything. But he made my dad sign a contract. I have to marry him, Jason."

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"

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.

“What do you mean?” Dad looked away, his grip tightening around his empty glass. “He wanted you. As his bride. A contract wife for six months. He didn’t disclose why he wanted you, but he said that if I agreed, he’d clear all my debts.” I felt the ground shift beneath me. Marriage? To a complete stranger? There was no way I was getting married to some rich bastard. My voice came out hollow. “And… what did you say?” Dad’s eyes snapped to mine. “There’s no way I’d agree to that. I told him I’d get him his money. I can’t sell my daughter to him.”

he murmured, “the world will know your name.” She smiled. “One day.” Outside, the city continued unaware. Inside, a billionaire claimed not an empire— But a wife the world would never see coming.

Third Book in the Billionaire Series. My Marriage is a Contract. Messed with my Arrogant Boss. The Billionaire’s Hidden Legacy "I don’t want to work for you. What if I refuse?" She asked and Lucas chuckled. "That, my dear, is not an option," Lucas replied as he dropped a pen on the file. "Sign it, or you can say goodbye to ever working,” he reminded her. Kiandra Aidan's life gets turned upside down when she gets drugged and has a one-night stand with a handsome stranger who turns out to be none other than a dangerous billionaire, Lucas Valencia and gets pregnant with his child.

’ Oh, he's only marrying me because he wants to avoid getting married to Sabrina. But what about Garrett? it's finally time to let go of him. ‘umm, I have something to tell you.’ ‘okay go on.’ ‘I have a boyfriend-' ‘break up with him.’ Oh, that was fast. ‘here's the contract, I had drafted some things down, go through it and write the amount you want. I left that blank.’ The amount I want. I’m getting married to a billionaire. ‘Okay, sir.’ I stared at the piece of paper before me with a set of rules and regulations that we were expected to abide by.

she stuttered. "Oh, Good" Liam commented. "The company is for the Maya's family. And my sons will inherit all of it as soon as I resign" Mr. Maya continued and it was then it drawn to her that; she is not bearing the last name yet. Mr. Maya is only using her; no wedding, even the marriage contract/ form or whatever he promised to give her to sign as a shred of evidence that they are married has not been offered to her yet. Mr. Maya is only playing games with her... Mark might be right, she might lose to Mr. Maya if she's not smart as well.

I grabbed the folder out of his hands before he could even think about saying something cheeky and then sprinted towards the elevator. I clutch the folder tight. It was the only way to soothe my nerves which were building up by the second. I didn’t want to stare into those cold blue eyes or smell that intoxicating cologne. I didn’t want to think about the fact that he was fucking Luke Harding, the guy all girls throw their panties at. Yeah I’ve heard the stories, he’s America’s biggest Bachelor. Mr Harding, I just... those eyes... his first name is Luke. Way too much for my heart to handle. If I manage to faint lets just hope somebody catches me the second time.

Liam said, turning her over, being upon her and lowering her panties with his teeth, "the ruthless billionaire got married to a clueless girl, who now, he cannot help but worship." He ripped her panties with his hands and his head was lost between her legs. His tongue met her skin. There was a spark of goodness, then the electrifying sensations began. "You haven't agreed yet!" Elena cried, twisting, but he held her down, laughing into her. Finally exhausted with pleasure, Elena threw her head back and calmed down, the tears in her eyes. One name on her lips. Liam Hemsworth. Her ruthless billionaire boss, now turned husband. The end.