Contract Marriage With My Ceo Boss Novels & Stories

"We just sign here, and we're no longer contractually bound?" "When you sign here, the marriage transforms into a daily decision without any legal pressure." Howard looked between them. "Though I should mention, there's a complication." "Of course there is," Dominic said. "The board doesn't know about Victoria's escape clause. As far as they're concerned, you still have nine months left on the contract. If you reveal that the requirement is void, it might impact company stability. Shareholders, investors—they've all been operating under the assumption that you're bound together for the full year."

First, he gives me the most amazing sex of my life, five minutes later, he’s back to being the most insufferable bosshole on the planet. "So, this is a legit contract?" I ask. "Is this even legal?" Maron's brow furrows. "It is. And let's call it a 'temporary marriage' arrangement." “A what?” “You heard me.” Yes, I did. Except I can’t believe what I’m hearing. "I'm not your girlfriend,” I snap, in irritation. “Let alone your wife. And I don't plan to be, either."

Wonder how he’ll fake that one. No other relationships or partners for the duration of our marriage. Not an issue. I’ve been single for years. No one can find out about the contract. I’ll have to think of a story for my friends. I never planned on telling my mom anyway. All my expenses would be covered throughout the marriage, in addition to the two-million-dollar settlement. I can no longer work as his PA or anywhere else. Thank God. I won’t miss that for a second. Breaching any of the terms would cost me five million dollars.

"Hun, we're married. Your claim wouldn't even hold up in court." The cute frown returns to her face. "It would, if I told them we're not really married." I tilt my head. "Would you now?" She lifts her chin, crossing her arms, trying to look defiant. It only serves to push up her breasts, exposing more of that tempting cleavage. My gaze drops down to the beautiful molds of flesh, and I try not to stare... at least not for long. "Yes." "I think you're getting this all mixed up, sweetheart," I say. "As long as your signature is on that contract, we really are married. Even if it's only temporary."

The smile that appeared on his face quickly vanished. "What did your boss mean when he called you his wife?" He inquired. "That's where I'm headed. My boss and I are getting married." I couldn't explain the look on his face but I could tell he was shocked. Maybe he thought Levi was just goofing around but that was the truth. "Really? How? I don't understand." "It's quite simple. It's a contract marriage and it will be over in three years or less. Don't even bother asking why we're getting married. Even I don't know." I looked away.

"It is true that this is an arranged marriage but my boss thinks it is best for both parties, that is you and him to make it one with a specified time for separation - a contract marriage. What he had wanted in the first place had never been a long-term marriage but rather someone who could act as his wife for a short period and from your proposition, you also share the same sentiments. Therefore, he came with the idea of a contract marriage." Valeria fell silent after I was done speaking. I presumed that it was because she might just be finding it a bit hard to digest but in the next minute, I had to reconsider that thought because the question she posed convinced me without doubt that I ha

I start, but trail off as I have nothing to say. "We'll be married for just six months. After that we'll get a court divorce and you'll be free. I'll still pay for your brother's expenditures though. Also, within those six months of our marriage, I'll be paying you. A hundred thousand dollars each month. So long as you adhere to the marriage rules that will be sent to you, once you agree to marry me." He says and I find myself drowning in thoughts. Can I really marry my boss? As if Mr. Grey hears my thoughts, he speaks up.

"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."

"Can't help falling in love and wanting to elope without the world watching. You guys want to be alone together. We can turn it into a fairytale romance. Before taking over the company, you had a long honeymoon period to have some time with yourself." It sounds too good to be true. Considering that he gave up his life for this company, three months really isn't much. On the other hand, for three months, he can be himself and find some peace and acceptance of his current situation. "And I don't have to see that Mendez brat in 3 months?" "No." His dad leaned back in his chair and stared at him, making sure he had not missed something. "What exactly is the contract of this marriage?" "This is y

I still couldn't stop laughing. Didn't crazy things like this only happen in books and movies? "Yes." He nodded. "If the thought of being married to me terrifies you, I assure you that it shouldn't. I'm not the one you'll be getting married to but my boss." He adjusted his tie and then cleared his throat before continuing. "It's only a short contract of two years after which you can both go your separate ways." "Who is this 'boss' of yours?" I didn't read anything on these papers but I looked out for pictures of who his boss might be but the only picture I could find, was mine.