Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Novels & Stories

’ 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.

He stared at her after she sat up, and this time Mia didn't protest or give away any kind of reaction. "Also, I'm terminating the contract." At this, her head snapped up and she stared at him with a mixture of disbelief and something else that he couldn't identify. "Why are you suddenly so interested in marrying me, Mr. Ian?" Mia asked seemingly curious, and frustrated at his decision. "Look, like I told you before, I don't believe in marriage and I still don't. But if it is the only way to keep the baby away from all people and calling him/her names, then I'm ready for it." He was straightforward in telling what he thought.

She concentrated on her fingers the entire time just more like counting them and also just being happy she was beginning to live her best life it was all that mattered and she was sure to be happy for a very long time a hundred million dollars was no child's play and to have it just for being in a fake contracted marriage was super mindblowing and crazy. While driving he handmade a phone call to the lawyer to draft out the terms and conditions of their contract because he had to make sure everything was topnotch confidential and also for it to favour both him and Topaz because he was rich and considered arrogant and didn't warrant him taking advantage of her the poor girl had already suffere

"No.. No it's fine." She recollected herself. Although he had said he'd settle her, money had not been the primary reason for accepting. She wasn't also expecting the sum to be this much. He was remitting 100 million dollars as if it was nothing, offering even double. Are all billionaires this extravagant? She wondered. She decided to go through the rest of the details. It was indeed a detailed one. A part of the contract states that, she is free to walk away from the marriage whenever she wants, if he breaks any of his vows to her. She signed the contract and returned it. He smiled. "You have a curious history. How long have you been a wedding planner?"

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.

“From what I’m seeing, he’s doing right by you despite the contract thingy. That’s enough.” Something about that rubbed me the wrong way instantly. “Doing right by me?” I echoed. “Yeah,” he said, like it was obvious. “Val, listen, this is an opportunity. You’d be crazy not to take advantage of it.” I stilled. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” he leaned forward slightly, his tone shifting, becoming more serious, more… insistent, “you’re married to a billionaire. A freaking billionaire. Do you know what that means?” I didn’t answer.

“The marriage.” “I’ll prepare a contract when I am back then. Is that the only reason you called?” “Yeah… um, will I get paid immediately for it?” I really need to clear my debt as soon as possible and also maybe hire a lawyer who would know how to help me get my money back. Getting married to my boss couldn’t be that bad, could it? “What happened, Minnie Mo use?” he asks in a dangerously low voice. “Are you in trouble?”

"Do you understand why you're here?" "No, actually. Your officers mentioned fraud and coercion, but I haven't done anything illegal." "That remains to be seen." She pulled out a document, my marriage contract. "Explain this." My stomach churned. "It's a marriage contract. Where did you get that?" "Answer the question, please." "It's exactly what it looks like. Alexander and I entered into a contractual marriage arrangement." "For money." "Yes. Three million dollars over two years, plus medical expenses for my mother."

“I’m about to ask you for something crazy, Leilani.” “How crazy?” “Very,” he said. She cocked her head and sized him up from top to bottom, then gave him the go-ahead to speak by nodding. “Marry me, Leilani.” “What?” Of all the crazy things she had heard this year, this was the craziest. And the fact she was thinking about it made her crazier than the man proposing to a total stranger. “We will have rules. There will be a contract.” Eyes widened in shock, she muttered, “You want me to be your wife? A contract wife?”

"I'm sorry I couldn't wait for tomorrow. What difference does it make, today or tomorrow? All that matters is that it's finally happening, and then..." "You entered into a contract marriage with me for the inheritance. You can't back down now until you achieve your desires. I won't sign the damn paper until I watch Grandpa handing all of your shares to you." "You won't dictate what I want. You have no right to care about me. It was a six-month contract marriage, and six months will it be, Miss Rogers," he snapped as I bit my lips, looking elsewhere.