Novel & Cerita Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss

Adrian** Different kinds of thoughts ran through my mind when I reflected on what happened between Anna and me. At least I am finally done with her. I got what I wanted from our contract marriage, and it will soon come to an end. Maybe I should just divorce her, I thought to myself. I checked my phone and discovered that the business proposal I had been waiting for had just landed in my inbox. It was through this contract marriage that I was able to secure the contract, and now my grandfather's legacy is helping my company flourish. My net worth is increasing, which makes me happy, placing me among the top ten billionaires in New York City.

I smiled at him to lighten up the mood. “To be honest, my boss and I had a contract. I just had to marry him and give him a child, for her dying mother,” I said. “It was all because of the benefits that we are going to share once the contract is done.”

“For real, how does your revenge have anything to do with me marrying you?” “I learned your grandma wants to hand over the company to you if you get married. Won't it be a win-win for the both of us? I get revenge on my ex-husband, and you get the company, then we get divorced after some months,” she proposed. His lips curled into a dark smile, amused by her words. He had never seen a lady propose a contract marriage. It was always men doing it. This was his first time.

She decided to dress up and go to the company to have a look. It was still working time, and everyone was busy. Everyone was surprised to see her coming. After all, her status had changed from the CEO’s secretary to his wife. Some of the women were secretly talking about her in envy. They admired her and her ability to secure a good marriage. What was the secret to change from an ordinary employee to the CEO’s wife? Sarah, of course, had heard some of those discussions and laughed. Her marriage with Charles seemed like a besieged city. Everyone yearned for a life in the besieged city, but the people who actually lived there were not as comfortable as everyone imagined. At least she was not.

“What is this?” “A proposal,” he said. “A solution. My father’s will contains a clause that requires me to be married within the year to maintain certain corporate protections. I need a wife—under terms that protect my interests. You need payment for your brother’s surgery. I provide funds, you provide marriage for one year. No emotional entanglement. A formal, legal arrangement.” The room tilted in on itself. Elena felt disoriented as if the carpet had moved. “Are you—are you offering me money for marriage?” Her laugh sounded broken and incredulous. “That’s—cruel.”

How else could I explain a billionaire randomly asking me to be his wife the very night before I lost my job? Even if it felt wrong, even if I was unsure, I wasn’t backing down. This was my way out. Lisa didn’t look convinced by my answer, but I wasn’t going to let her push me further into doubt. I gently opened the leather document carrier and pulled out the contents. It was a ten-page pre-contract non-disclosure agreement, with a bold title on the front page: Preliminary Marriage Agreement. Am I going into a contract marriage? The words echoed in my head. It was something I never imagined, let alone looked forward to.

“Tell me about it, he is such a badass player. He should be locked up or something.” I stared at him with confusion, what business did he have with Nathan that made him know he was a player? “My sister, he dated her or he played her because I doubt if he liked her from the beginning. He is crazy I must say, and he's your ex too?” "Unfortunately, and he wants me to get married to him on a contract, about his business, some bullshit technically.” "He offered you money for it?” "Yes? Does that change anything?” "Do you want my advice?”

Who the hell was this man? What kind of person orchestrates marriages like business mergers? “Tell your boss I’m not a toy,” I snapped, pushing the envelope back into the man’s chest. He didn’t react. “You’ll be there,” he said calmly. “One way or another.” And then they were gone. I shut the door. Locked it. My hands were shaking. A marriage contract. Two hundred and fifty grand. A stranger who didn’t even say goodbye now wanted to own my next twelve months?

He spoke and I was already getting irritated, he was starting to show off his arrogance, and attitude which I grately despise. “What might that be?” I asked and he reached to his locker to bring out a document, I was curious as to what the content might be. “You’d have to get married to me.” I blinked at him after a few seconds. “What?” I exclaimed. For the first time, I saw him roll his eyes. “It’s a contract marriage, and fortunately for you, you fit into what I’m looking for. Trust me, I’d never have wanted to get married to you on normal basis.”

Valeria sat uprighter on hearing my words as she asked in confusion. "Yes, Miss Hale. A minute please..." With that, I took another folder on my desk, opened it and took out a document. "Here. This is a copy of boss' proposal." I handed the document over to her and watch her take it from me confusedly and read through it. Moments later, she raised her head up and looked at me. "Contract marriage? For 3 years? A compensation of 100 million dollars, 2 apartments and 4 shops on divorcing?"