Contract Marriage With Mysterious President Novels & Stories

EROS The billionaire and his contract wife—A scandal worth watching. A contract marriage—the sham of the year by the businessman of the year. If these headlines weren’t devastating enough, the contents were excruciating. "The billionaire CEO has always been a promiscuous mess from what we've heard, but when duty called, he stepped up and married a girl ten years younger than him." Malcolm stopped and stared at me. Rage and bitterness fuelled in me. Just when life was seemingly getting better with us brothers living together and Ella back with me, everything was in shambles again. Someone really didn't want me to be happy.

Despite the uncertainty ahead, I knew that together, we would weather whatever challenges came our way. After dining alone due to Sarah needing time to process her thoughts, I retreated to my blanket after a cold shower. I reread the contract, it really said hugging and kissing are allowed for public purposes, I cringe at the thought of the way I reacted to the kiss. I stumbled on the headline: "Trouble in paradise. The youngest heir is getting married. Who is his mysterious bride?" Intrigued, I tapped the article, only to find my face blurred out. It seemed Carlton was at it. "Ms. Samantha Williams," I said to myself, with that, I drifted off to sleep, contemplating the situation.

he paused to catch his breath "you are the perfect woman to be my wife, when I become the president, I have superiority not over this city but over the full country. I will have the power to silence any company without a trace and as my wife, you will have the power to get your revenge on the man who made your world a living hell" he added "all you have to do is sign these papers and I will change your life, your greatest fantasies will be accomplished" Elena thought hard, she took the contract and stared at it for some minutes, her tears dropped on the A4 paper. Mark smiled secretly, knowing that his dream of becoming president of Quine Group was one step away but just as she held the pen,

She asked. "How could I not? It's all over the internet. Everywhere I turn, I see photos of him and that strange woman with a stupid headline stating that they are getting married. What is this all about? Are you aware of this? Are you in support of Nathan getting married to another woman after years of being betrothed to him?" "Of course not Regina. I am not aware of this. And I am definitely nothing support of Nathan getting married to another woman. You and Nathan have been betrothed to each other for some time now. I most definitely would not betray you like this," Willow said.

What was he doing? "What are you doing?" she asked, perplexed. "You have five seconds to make the right decision," Orion replied, his voice firm. Katarina felt a surge of panic. Five seconds? "Three..." Orion continued, his voice steady. . Her eyes widened as he said, "four", and she let out a loud scream. "I'll do it!" she cried, her heart pounding against her chest. "I'll marry him." Orion nodded, his expression unreadable. "You should review the contract. If you're satisfied, he's waiting for you in the living room." With that, he left the room without waiting for her response.

"You are not joking, right? This must be one of your methods of threatening me, right?" He scoffed, "Whether you believe it or not, I have the paper right here." He pushed the people onto the table between us. I grabbed it quickly and described everything in detail. It was a marital contract. Dad had already printed this shit out, and Derek Lawson, the senator and father's friend, had already signed the wedding contract. The senator had former wives, but no one knows why they divorced. One person came forward to accuse him of rape, but she lost the case and nothing further was heard from her. I'd rather die looking for Massimo than marry someone like Derek.

An hourglass shaped body any man would die for, and would undoubtedly make some ladies really jealous. There’s my mesmerizing emerald eyes and high cheekbones, hard to come by. 5 feet 8 tall, full, luscious lips and a symmetrical face. Definitely, I am a complete charm. But, my parents turned out to be the perfect obstacle sent to ruin my perfectly, outlined world. Everything spiralled the very day I was made to enter into a contract marriage with Asher Smith. When I first met him, he was running for the presidential post in the country. He got appointed a president afew days after the marriage, where he won the election.

Miranda was mad with anger. “No, he couldn't. We did everything we can but he's not guilty at all. On top of that, the Grant empire is seriously declining and our money is still dwelling with them”. “Good! However, make arrangements for my return to the company”. “Of course!” ****** On a bright and sunny day, the church bells melodiously rang, sending the word of love out to the world. Playing along with the sound of waves crashing on the beach, the solemn tunes of a wedding march graced the earth as the fated wedding officially began.

I couldn’t see her. But I felt her there. We were on opposite ends of the house, preparing in different ways, but somehow we were still moving in the same rhythm. I went to the firebox and pulled out a small, flat envelope. Inside was the very first copy of the marriage contract. The one I’d drawn up with her father. The original sin of our story. I stared at it for a long time. Not with regret. But with recognition. That man—who thought love could be negotiated, who believed he could build a family out of obligation—was a stranger to me now.

I crossed my legs and the nervousness in my chest returned just because of that marriage contract that suddenly appeared in my life. "Are you sure this is yours?" Kenneth asked, pointing to the marriage contract that Rhaiven was now holding. "Of course, my name is there.." "Then how did you get married without us knowing?" Chris asked full of curiosity and then munched on the appetizer I cooked. "That's what I don't know, bro. All I know is when I woke up this morning, that damn marriage contract arrived. I haven't even read who I'm married to. Damn it." I chugged the bottle of alcohol I was holding without any difficulty.