Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Novels & Stories

"Trust me, this is the best time to get a hold of him. Besides, I'm tired of seeing nasty headlines about his social life. That side of him is starting to have an effect on the company." "How?" "How old were we when we got married?" "Babes, that's not the point. We were in love and we knew we were for each other." "Marriage is a forever thing. Connor deserves to be with who he loves. I don't want him to be stuck, unhappy." "Don't make me look like the bad person here, honey, besides it's in the contract already." Lilian frowned, "What contract?" "The president of the company should be married by 30 or else he resigns so it's all for his good."

Nathan corrects her. “But what are we going to say when people find that you two got a divorce so quickly?” Malory wonders. “That we disagreed a lot and we decided to remain friends,” Nathan answers her. “I would like a contract to be written though,” I say and I get glares from everyone, but I shrug it all off. I don’t give a damn. “What? I need to make sure that I’m getting the money after a year and I also need to make sure that Nathan will be nothing but a loyal husband. I’m not going to be pictured as the wife who constantly gets cheated on, yet she chooses to stay with her husband.”

"Why did I divorced him, sooner before the contract ends?" "W-well, you two both find the marriage inconvenient. He already found the woman he wanted to marry, and you wanted to be with me. I had no choice but to take you here, and we already paid all your breached contracts before we left the country." "I did that? But why did I even marry that CEO in the first place?" She thought that it did not make sense. Why would she enter a contractual marriage? Is she insane? "You used his wealth and connection to win back the popularity in showbiz. He is indeed a useful tool for you."

“We’re both being forced into this whether we like it or not. Your father and my family have already announced it. The merger documents are signed. The stock market has already responded. We can’t back out without destroying both our companies.” “So?” “So we do it. We go through with the marriage.” He said it matter of factly, like he was discussing a business transaction. “But on our terms. Not theirs.” I sat down across from him. “Explain.” “A contract marriage. Purely business. We get married, put on a good show for the public, keep our families and boards happy. But privately, we live separate lives. No expectations. No obligations beyond what’s legally required.” “Why would you agree to

“Let’s get married. I’ll sponsor your living expenses—and anything you want, no strings attached, other than the ones that benefit us both.” “Are you drunk?” I asked, completely confused. “What are you talking about? First, you summon me here with no greeting, and now you want me to marry you? What is this all about?” “I want to sign an international deal, and I have to be married to get it,” he replied calmly. “I think you could use a helping hand too.” “And you think I’m just going to jump at that?” I snapped. “You think I’d marry someone I barely know just for a sponsorship deal? What’s next? A prenup? You’re crazier than I thought.”

She holds up a stack of papers, the weight of them heavy with implication. I shake my head in denial. “No... this is Elijah’s weird idea of a joke.” “Sweetie, this is Elijah’s idea of a proposal.” She locks eyes with me, her expression serious. “He’s offering you a contract marriage.” “Let me see this.” I reach out to grab the papers, my hands trembling slightly as I begin to read. “‘No infidelity, no drug use, approval of all my interactions with the media.’” I look up at Leslie, bewildered. “I... I don’t get this. I’ve known this guy for two days.”

“I might have hinted at it.” “Hinted?” He shrugged. “He asked questions. I answered vaguely. It’s not like it was state secrets. You’re the one who married a billionaire. People talk.” “Because you made them talk.” He sipped. “Sweetheart, I secured your future. Whether it came with love or not.” I stared at him, feeling something inside me tighten. “You sold me like property.” “I saved you from being a poor girl with a useless degree and a broken heart.”

If this is just a contract, then I’ll play by those rules and nothing else. A new thought creeps in. Maybe I should look for another job. I’m surrounded by wealth here—luxury dripping from every wall, every polished floor, every chandelier that hangs like a reminder of how far away I am from everything familiar. Surely, someone out there in this rich man’s world is willing to pay me better than Noah ever will. And when do I find that opportunity? I’ll resign. No explanations. No regrets. Then I can work and pay off what I owe him so I can be free. The contract will automatically come to an end because, tell me, who exactly in their senses would go ahead to marry someone else while already be

He stole a secret glance at her hair while noticing how the thick and luscious curls fell to her thick and plump ass which made him swallow saliva. Dear lord! He gritted his teeth. How on earth could he lust after the woman he hated so much? “Mr. Callahan,” she said, her voice firm, “You broke clauses 5.6, 7, and 10 of the marriage contract we signed. As a penalty, you will have to grant me three wishes.” “What the fuck?” he replied.

“So you're going to let go of all the money you're supposed to get because of rejection? Let me point it out to you: it seems like you keep misinterpreting this contract. We don't love each other; I'm using you to promote myself and nothing else, so why are you worried about the rejection?” “That's the thing you don't get; you're a billionaire! The amount you're offering me is something you can regain in hours or a day, but for me, I can't. I didn't accept this contract to be treated like a slave; I'm much more in my prime, and I could choose to get married whenever I please.”