From Contract Lover To Billionaire Bride Part 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Look at you. You look so beautiful in that wedding dress. The silk fits you perfectly, and the lace… it’s really lovely. You look like a real bride.” I turned slowly to face her, my face looking tired that even the makeup couldn't hide it. “I hope you all are happy now?” She stepped closer, reaching out to adjust the veil on the wedding gown. “Sarah, sweetheart, please. I know this is difficult, but try to see the good in it. Adrian is a powerful man. You’ll live in luxury. You’ll never have to worry about money or status again. This marriage will save our family. Calm down!”

I expected him to throw the contract in my face, to call me an opportunistic, gold digger who didn't know her place. The moments between giving him the contract and his answer felt like an eternity but when it's finally came I could not have expected it. “I see you still kept the part about falling in love,” he still sounded amused. “You really think you can make me fall for you?” “Well I also didn't think that a billionaire was going to ask me to be his contract lover, so I guess that's proof enough that anything can happen,” He didn't say anything for a while and then stretched out his fingers the ones that were not holding the document.

“Thanks for letting me know, but it’s not a problem.” “It’s not?” His laugh was carefree. “Of course. It’s not a loophole; the contract was written that way by design.” My billionaire lover and his valet walked into the mansion, leaving me dumbstruck on the helicopter pad. XXX

he said softly, leaning closer, "I can help you, beautiful lady." "Don't," Kyle's voice dropped dangerously low, "say that to my wife." I saw his jaw tighten, that subtle tell I'd learned to recognize over years of watching him from a distance. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple - something so uncharacteristic it made me blink. Kyle Branson didn't sweat. Kyle Branson was always perfect, always controlled. A bitter laugh threatened to escape my throat. Of course Daniel would think that. We didn't look like a couple. We looked exactly like what we were - a business arrangement gone wrong. A contract marriage where one party had foolishly fallen in love while the other pined for someone els

TITLE: A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE This is just a sneak peak of the story. BLURB Christopher Crawford is the perfect combination of good looks and wealth. He is the rightful heir to Crawford Corporation but to claim his possession, he had to do one thing — Get married. It was easy, he had a girlfriend. The love of his life, so he thought. But she turned his proposal down thus crushing his soul. He vowed not to love again, but still needs to get married in order to get the company. Desperate and eager, he heeded an advise from a friend. A simple and easy contract marriage.

Third Book in the Billionaire Series. My Marriage is a Contract. Messed with my Arrogant Boss. The Billionaire’s Hidden Legacy "I don’t want to work for you. What if I refuse?" She asked and Lucas chuckled. "That, my dear, is not an option," Lucas replied as he dropped a pen on the file. "Sign it, or you can say goodbye to ever working,” he reminded her. Kiandra Aidan's life gets turned upside down when she gets drugged and has a one-night stand with a handsome stranger who turns out to be none other than a dangerous billionaire, Lucas Valencia and gets pregnant with his child.

But those dreams had gone up in flames because I ended up getting married to my worst enemy. Now here I am, a twenty year old woman, embarking on a two year marriage of convenience with an annoying billionaire who only cares about his shares and sees marriage as a game. How absurd those words sounds. I closed my eyes as the water poured freely on my skin. If only it could wash away the guilt and anger that I feel right now. Yes, I am so angry right now. I am angry at life for playing such a scary game at me. I am angry at myself for not being able to provide mum's hospital bill, if I had the huge amount of money the doctor had asked, I wouldn't have signed any contract with this jerk.

she quickly closed her eyes he chuckled and kissed on her forehead while taking her to his embrace will this forced contract marriage ever turn into marriage with love??? let's see in upcoming journey

Because she didn't know how to take or how to mark something as her own. Alex wouldn't do the same mistake as her, he wouldn't be like his mum. He wouldn't spend his days craving love, support and success. He would take. He would conquer; until everything he wanted belonged to him. That's what he did. And this time, that's what he would do. He would marry, even if it was a contract. With a devilish grin that seemed to round about his thin lips, he called up his lawyer, Martin Henderson and asked him to about a contract. A marriage contract of six months. When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief.

I stood up, rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and looked at the pile of fabric I had brought with me. I had to get to work. I had to find a way to pay Mrs. Gable next week. I had to build a fortress out of thread and needles. Because the "Contract Bride" was dead, and the woman who replaced her had a son to protect. Adrian Wolfe could have his merger. He could have his Serena. He could have the whole world. I only wanted this twelve-foot box and the secret beating inside me. I picked up my shears, the steel cold and famili