Contract Marriage With Mysterious President Novels & Stories

Layla laughed, "they will soon get use to it though you might receive a lot of heat. Zoey got that too when my elder brother started taking her serious. But as soon as they got married, the heat died down." "Ohh, I don't think the relationship I have with the president is that serious. Anyways, my contract expires on fifteenth December... that's basically a month and two weeks from now." I was fully dressed, going to the mirror to prep my face up. "Don't be too certain. You never know what might happen. This is the very first time the president is taking a woman this serious. And with the way things are going between the two of you, I don't see him letting you go after then. His late mom is

"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.

she asked, practically beaming. I let out a breathy laugh and leaned back into the sofa. “Nothing.” Her smug expression faltered slightly. “I mean, I just found out my marriage was fake thanks to you,” I said, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “That’s a piece of paper. Anyone with basic editing skills can forge a contract. If I wanted to marry the president, I could whip up a fake document just like that. So, if someone’s unhappy about my union with the Blacks, they should be the ones questioning me—not you.”

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.”

Why do I keep doing this to myself? "The marriage wasn't fake, Hailey," he says, exasperation dripping from his tone. But I don't give a flying fuck about how frustrated he is right now. He caused it. "My lawyer messed up the deal. Instead of us signing a fake agreement, we actually got legally married by contract," he hesitates, like he's preparing himself to deliver more bad news. "For one year." Ah ha. I knew there had to be more. On Monday, we met at Levi's attorney's office to sign what was supposed to be a fake marriage contract, because Levi insisted that my parents might want proof that we're really married.

Mary asked with a frown and Sarah's frown got deeper after hearing that. They were in her second office of event managing. After reaching the office, Mary and Sarah completely locked themselves inside her cabin. They both were busy reading the contract papers with Mr King again with a lot of concentration after Mr King told her to read it and that is when they found the shocking thing in the contract which they missed completely. Among all the important clauses and conditions, there was a really weird and shocking condition. The clause says, 'Party B, Sarah Watson, can not get married until she successfully gets done with party A, Mr King's marriage.'

Victor and Lila both planned all the things they wanted for the wedding as if it was real and not a contracted one and days passed by until the D-day. Lila was dressed well and she looked so gorgeous in what she wore. Nana had made sure that Lila dressed as the most beautiful bride ever seen. Nana was more than excited to finally see her grandson, getting married. This had been what she wanted all these while and that was the main reason she made rules on having the trust fund, which was to get a wife and have a child first, before he can lay his hands on the trust fund. Victor and Lila faked a smile throughout the wedding and anyone who saw them would think they were so much in love. Even E

So she desperately wants to escape, and Maxwell doesn't know how to be gentle with a woman, how to love a woman. The love he understands is imprisonment, possession, and breeding, so the two are bound to be in conflict, which eventually turns into a tragic tragedy. Byron draws lightly on his cigarette, his brow furrowing gently. In fact, he didn't know much about what happened back then, after all, he was often on a mission at that time. It's also only known that Maxwell would reveal the identity of the president because of Serena, and that he went to seek trouble from others because of Serena, and as for how sadistic the two of them have become, only their parties are aware of that.

"We wanted to give the people something else to focus on and something that would make them think of our countries as bonded and connected. And the easiest way to do that is through marriage. "After a little finagling, we all came to the conclusion that Caledon and Eleanor would make the perfect candidates and we convinced them to date and embrace the engagement. However, that's where it all started to turn bad." My heart was beating so hard that I didn't understand how Cal was still asleep beneath me. "Don't get me wrong, I enjoy Caledon and Eleanor and think they make a perfect match," the president hurried to say. "They are in no way associated with the laws itself or how the choices have

he began and I felt my heart sink as I could already imagine him telling me I had signed a contract to become a lab rat, or that I have signed a contract to become a porn star. But what I had signed seemed much more deadly than what I was expecting. "You signed a marriage contract," he completed and if my heart sank the first time, then it totally went down to the bottom of the largest ocean this time... "What do you mean by I signed a marriage contract?" I fretted as my feet went completely cold. "You're joking right?" I polled again with hopes that he'd laugh and say yes, that he was only trying to get a reaction from me. But much to my dismay, his face remained static with his lips in a f