Novel & Cerita Contract Marriage With My Ceo Boss

My stomach sinks. I scan the rest—employment ended effective immediately… final paycheck processed… return company property… Thank you for your service. He even dared to say thank you. The signature at the bottom makes my throat tighten. His name. Bold. Clean. Like this is nothing but routine paperwork to him. “Xavier Crest. CEO of TechUp” I fold the letter back up with shaky fingers and sit down slowly, letting the weight of it settle. So this is what “no” costs. This is what happens when I refuse to sign a marriage contract with my boss.

“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

“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.

Then he opened a drawer and brought out a prepared document. He had already printed the contract. He was that sure. My heart pounded as he slid it across the table. “Read.” My hands trembled as I picked it up. Contract Marriage Agreement — Duration: 12 months. Clauses. Rules. Boundaries. Responsibilities. Financial compensation that made my head spin. This was real. Terrifyingly real. “Why me?” I asked again, softly. “Because you look like a woman the public will trust,” he said. “And because you have nothing tying you down.”

The woman's face turned white and she almost collapsed to the floor. Gary was also startled and when he saw the work contract that belonged to him being taken away, he said with trembling lips, "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, it turns out that it's the Executive Boss of the K Group, it's because we have eyes and don't recognize him. The women's brains exploded, the other party was actually the Executive Boss! Wouldn't they be screwed? Her husband had been having a hard time finding a job, and the suit he was wearing today was still borrowed, with tags he hadn't dared to remove.

More than twenty minutes later, Butler Beck came out of the study, holding a contract in his hand, and placed it on the table. “Lady Ella! I think you are a smart person, the contract clearly states that the young master's assets during the two years of marriage can be used at will, you can also use the young master's money to invest in business, when the contract expires, the profits from the investment and business will all belong to you, the young master will not touch and..." Butler Beck carefully read through all the terms of the contract, but one condition in the contract made the butler nervously look at Eugu with hesitation.

Wade Roberto said persuasively. Picking up the file, she opened it and stared askance at the white document. "A Contract marriage?" Daisy Hunter blurted in bewilderment. "Yes, Daisy, a contract marriage, I want you to help me secure my position as the new CEO of Roberto's Luxury Empire, and in return, I will make you a billionaire overnight." His voice was vehement and dripping with persuasion. The situation was intense as Daisy Hunter gazed at her boss, her mouth agape. "You aren't serious, are you?" Daisy Hunter asked, her voice laced with trepidation.

My instinct was on point because I just noticed how he cleverly maneuvered us to a more private spot on the dance floor that was far removed from where the party guests were dancing around. “Now that your name has been cleared of the embezzlement scandal and I have gotten the CEO position I wanted, it is safe to say at this point that we both have fulfilled our part of the agreement and so the contract we signed has run its course.” I immediately became apprehensive as soon as he mentioned the contract. Does he want us to annul our marriage immediately? But the contract stipulated three years, is he tired of me already? The more these questions were flipping through my mind, I felt myself be

Marrying him was the only way forward, unless. "Alright, we'll get married - but only under a legal contract," I decided. "What?" I asked, confused by the unexpected proposal. "You want to become CEO, right? Then let's make a deal. For a year, I'll help you get to the top like you've always wanted. At the end of that time, you'll walk away with the job and title, and I'll walk away from this marriage. What do you say?" he replied. He paused in thought before nodding. "That's an interesting idea. Though we should keep this between us for now. No need to involve others in our private agreement."

Tristan wasn't expecting her to make such a swift move which made her succeed in setting herself free from his hold. "I can't get married to you Mr Tristan!" Jasmine said with a stern gaze. "I want a 3years contract marriage with you, Jasmine. Within these few years, if you don't fall in love with me, I won't hold you back."