Flash Marriage Ceos Contract Wife Novels & Stories

He looked at Lauren intensely and Lauren also met his gaze with hers that carried desperation. As minutes passed that seemed like hours, the man finally nodded coldly. “Then, Miss Sterling, let's go.” *** The signing of the certificate was smooth and fast without any suspense and as Lauren stood outside the registry with her certificate in her hand, she felt dreamy. “I’m married? Just like that?” she muttered, then her gaze turned complicated when she saw the name of the man. Alexander Ashford. Who doesn't know him? This was a name that resounded heavily in the country. The youngest master of the reputable Ashford family and the CEO of the multi-billion-dollar company, Ashford Empire.

"My wife and I are here to address the malicious rumors regarding our marriage." Before I could even finish the sentence, a reporter in the front row stood up, interrupting me. "Mr. Voss! A new document was leaked to the press just five minutes ago," the reporter shouted, holding up a printout. "It's a signed contract between you and Lila, dated the day of your wedding. Clause four explicitly states that this marriage will be dissolved in exactly twelve months with a payout of ten million dollars. Care to explain why your 'devoted' wife has a contract with an expiration date?"

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.

“I’m releasing the full contract today. Publicly. No more secrets on my end. Dissolution papers, original clauses, timeline. Full transparency.” Marc nodded—voice hoarse from disuse and the knot in his throat. “Do it.” Elena tapped the tablet—press release already drafted and ready. Scanned pages of the contract appeared on the screen: highlighted sections showing no conjugal rights, business purpose only, mutual dissolution. Her statement followed—measured, unflinching, the voice of a woman who had run empires: “The marriage to Damien Vale was contractual, non-romantic, for business stability. It ended amicably months ago. My son Martin Ostin’s relationship with Mr. Vale is personal and con

A week after Beam and Archer's beach wedding, the family released some selected photos of the wedding to chosen few media companies. The photos are accompanied by a short letter of information regarding the event which shook those who have received it first. "CEO Archer Grey married another man?" one of the media company presidents exclaimed in total disbelief. The photos are scattered on his desk as he stared at it in bewilderment. He was so stunned for a while before he snapped out.

The next morning, Chase had been walking up and down his office. For almost an hour, he had been waiting for Chris’ lawyer to come. However, his nightmare came alive when he took his phone. Chase’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets as he saw a news headline on his phone. “In a shocking twist, recently convicted CEO Chris Malvins makes his now ‘wife’ Valerie Malvins the CEO of his company and legal owner of all his properties, almost a week after she was missing.”

"Because it seemed like he recognized you. There's something you're not telling us." Fuck. They were more observant than I'd given them credit for. I forced a smile. "There's nothing to tell. Now, can we please get back to work? I have that report due by five." They exchanged looks but mercifully dropped the subject. I stared at my screen, not really seeing the numbers in front of me. One million dollars just for signing the contract. Five million after the divorce. A promotion I'd have to work years to earn otherwise. And all I had to do was marry a man who made my panties wet just by talking about making me come.

She came to me for funding, and I offered her ten million dollars in exchange for a two-year marriage contract with Edward. The truth left Elias speechless. Yosef had pressured Macie into marriage. This completely contradicted Sharon's version, which claimed that Macie had stolen her boyfriend. "Why would she agree to that?" The question tumbled out before Elias could stop himself. "I mean, ten million dollars is a huge sum, but to trade away her marriage for it?" He couldn't believe that Macie had agreed to a marriage contract in exchange for ten million dollars and funding for a startup. It made her sound like a career-driven woman willing to trade anything for her career.

"So, I did cheat on you, with whom?" "I don't want to talk about it. But I guess you need to hear it out. You were once married to a CEO before, but it is a contractual marriage, and you told me to wait for you after three years." Suddenly a flashback where she is having dinner with three people appeared. They are talking about terms in the contract. "G-go on. I think I remember it now. What happened then?" "Well, you divorced him after being together with him for almost two years." She tried to remember that part only to find nothing. "Why did I divorced him, sooner before the contract ends?"

“Are you saying that Mr Hemsworth got married to Helena?” Antonio nodded while Evan held Helena’s hand and kissed her knuckkes. “Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we got married yesterday in a very private ceremony in the presence of our closest friends and family. For a few days, the news of our contract marriage has been floating around every media centre, social media. I want to tell you, there has never been any contract. Our relationship has been real and this marriage proved it. So next time Elijah Rossi accuses us of something I want him to kindly check the facts before announcing it to the world.”