Contracted By The Billionaire After Betrayal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" Rapheal grinned crookedly as he looked at his cooperation contract with the largest shareholder company in Calvin's company. Surely this brother's company will go bankrpt soon because he managed to win over the owner of the biggest company. "Eventually I will see the destruction of those you love, Jennifer! I will start with the man you love! In a little while your husband will surely come and be angry with me, thats when I will tell him about your behavior" BRAK! The door was slammed violently by someone. Calvin immediately helped out and approached Rapheal who was dutting at his desk. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, HUH" Calvin shouted angrily. "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BETRAY ME?! IF YOU WANT TO

I always knew you to be a very smart man, but then I never expected you would be so easy to get. "Oh really Van", i retorted, " easy to get?, you haven't gotten anything out of me man, it was merely a feather off a chicken's wing. You should always know that I'll always be on top, I am the billionaire" "Billionaire you say?, you don't even have anything as we speak, your company has tons of debts to pay, let's see how you'll recover from that. And oh, when you're busy mourning in trenches, I'll be at the top, the next richest man in all of Canada and even more. Oh Daniel Vuitton, it's such a pleasure seeing you go broke. But who am I to be so cruel to you aye?, worry not my ex-billionaire, I

Killian finally turned from the window and approached. Not rushed. Not uncertain. Controlled, as always. “Once you sign,” he said, voice calm, “there are no changes.” Aubrey let out a humorless breath. His eyes flicked to hers. “This is not a place for second thoughts.” Something in her chest tightened. She looked down at the paper again. The contract. The clauses. The conditions. $300,000. Her mother’s surgery. Her reason. Her trap. Slowly, she picked up the pen.

Adrian’s pov I watched as Scarlett stared at the contract in her hands, her fingers tightening. She was hesitating, and I understood why. She had been betrayed, humiliated, and discarded. But she wasn’t broken. Not yet. I needed her to sign. Not just because it suited my agenda, but because I had seen something in her back in that boardroom—something raw and dangerous, waiting to be unleashed. Victor Delacroix had made a mistake thinking he could crush her.

But it was too late. "I thought we were both victims of betrayal?" I finally managed to say after minutes of being dumbfounded, my fist clenching into my fists. He drifted away, walked towards the door, his footsteps fluctuating. "Yes. Everyone in the world is a victim of betrayal," he said amidst a dry smile. "And that is why we need you to serve the f**king billionaire his own portion. And just like that, he vanished. *** And now that I had agreed to it, there was no going back.

Pain flickered through his eyes, but he didn’t look away. "It’s complicated—" "Stop saying that!" she shouted. "Stop pretending like I’m too fragile to handle the truth. I’ve stood by you through everything, Damien. Through secrets and scandals and threats I never asked for. But this?" Her voice cracked. "This feels like betrayal." His expression twisted, and for a moment, the ever-calm billionaire looked like a man on the edge of collapse. “It was never supposed to reach you. My father set that up before he died. A deal. One last cruel move to control me from the grave.”

“Though the contract stated, you'll be my servant for seven years. I'm ready to pay you for this entire year, even though we've been together for just four months. But on one condition?” “W…what will that be?” She asked as her voice trembled. “That you'll never show your face in this city again. I wouldn't want any disruption to the relationship I intend to build with Natasha. I also cannot risk my family finding out the truth about us. By tomorrow, I'll make arrangements to drive you to the airport, and for your payment, you will receive it before morning.” As he spoke, Emily couldn't see the man she'd fallen in love with. She was confused, the only man she could see was the cold billionair

"Well, I’m guessing you won't be needing your old pharmacy job anymore. The job I have for you tonight is enough to pay your mum's bills, clear your debts to me, and leave you with enough to live like a queen for years." "I’m guessing it’s very dangerous then," Freya said, her suspicion growing. "Not too dangerous," Mr. Grant replied, pulling out a file full of photos. "Miss Freya, I present to you: The Seduction Contract." "What does that even mean?" "All you need to do is pretend to be someone and get something I need," he said, spreading out photos of a young man. He was striking - handsome, but with eyes that looked like they had seen too much blood. "This is Darlington Knight. The most