Contract Of A Billionaire Novels & Stories

She almost moaned with how good it was, but restrained herself. “Now, who’s company do I have the pleasure of this morning?” He asked. “Sorry, Pop. This is Emma Wells. We met through one of my university connections.” “Lovely to meet you, Emma. Conrad Stewart.” He offered his hand introduction. Emma shook his hand in disbelief. “Conrad Stewart?” Of Stewart Industries?” Emma choked on a sip of water. He was the richest man in the city. Everything made so much more sense now. Will’s grandfather was the chairman of Stewart Industries. He was a billionaire.

I have heard about him, and they weren't pretty, the words I have been told weren't nice at all, but how was this him? He was warm and delightful and he wanted me for a contracted wife, that was a big leveling up from Maxwell who was just an heir. “ I need time,” I spoke out. “ I need time to think and process this,” “ You can take all the time you want, in ten minutes, I will be waiting for an answer” “By time, I meant more than ten minutes” “ That is how much time I'm willing to give, think of it Nortia, 20 million dollars and your parents will be catered for, all you have to give in exchange is an heir and be my contracted wife”

Bella raised a brow. "This document here is worth 10 billion dollar deal for the Richard's group. If Mr Dominic sign it and award us this contract, I'll accept you as my daughter in law." She had a mischievous smile on her face. Bella was speechless and couldn't utter a word. How was she supposed to get a contract of 10 billion dollars signed. She had never done something like that. Even at her father's company where she used to work, only little contract were assigned to her.

"He's probably just freaked out about this whole marriage thing. It's new to him." "It's not real, remember?" I scoff. "Why the fùck would he freak out? This was his fùcking idea and now that we've done it, he just wants to bail?" "He can't bail." Lana says. "It will be a breach of the contract." "He's a billionaire. He can do whatever the fùck he wants. He can bail and act like the contract never existed. He won't lose anything. And I will lose everything."

The thought of it enrages me. "You know you're allowed to enjoy this, right?" my brow shoots up and he sighs. "This contract. You're allowed to make the most out of it, my friend. You're a billionaire. When was the last time you had a beautiful woman on your arm? Even if she was a suspected gold digger?"

“Which brings me to why I’m calling. I’d like to move up our signing. Tomorrow morning, if possible. Nine AM. My office.” Adrian looked at me. I nodded. We needed this deal closed. Needed something to go right. “Tomorrow morning works perfectly,” Adrian said. “We’ll be there.” “Excellent. And Adrian? Bring Elena. After everything you two have been through, she deserves to be there when you close the biggest deal of your career.” “I will. Thank you, Mr. Hartley.” He hung up. “We’re really doing this?” I asked. “Signing a two-billion-dollar deal while hiding from a vengeful billionaire?”

“What does that mean?” “It means,” Damian said slowly, “that sometimes a contract is clearer than goodwill.” He reached into his desk drawer and retrieved a thin folder. He slid it across to her. Inside was a single sheet—terms typed plainly. Elena’s breath caught when she saw it: phrases like “one year,” “no claims,” “public arrangement,” “financial remuneration.” She looked at him. “What is this?”

“But it’s brilliant. My father wants marriage? Fine. I’ll marry my male assistant. The board can’t say I didn’t follow orders.” “That’s not—” Noah stammered, then laughed in disbelief. “That’s insane, Ethan.” “Not if it works.” Noah stared at him, eyes wide. “You’re serious.” “Completely.” Ethan’s voice softened. “It’s a contract marriage. One year. You’ll walk away with half a billion dollars and your freedom.” Noah froze. “Half a billion?” Ethan nodded. “You deserve it. You’ve been holding my company together for years.”

"No.. No it's fine." She recollected herself. Although he had said he'd settle her, money had not been the primary reason for accepting. She wasn't also expecting the sum to be this much. He was remitting 100 million dollars as if it was nothing, offering even double. Are all billionaires this extravagant? She wondered. She decided to go through the rest of the details. It was indeed a detailed one. A part of the contract states that, she is free to walk away from the marriage whenever she wants, if he breaks any of his vows to her. She signed the contract and returned it. He smiled. "You have a curious history. How long have you been a wedding planner?"

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