Hired For Love, Trapped In Wealth Novels & Stories

I yelled as I was dragged out of the apartment. The next couple of hours were a routine nightmare. I was identified and fingerprinted. The underhanded jokes and looks I received were disgusting and I could barely hide it. I was being accused of targeting wealthy men and seducing them so that I could steal from them later. Just the thought of it made my skin crawl.

Every single thing. Every search ended up with the same summary. The golden boy turned billionaire CEO- perfect record, perfect life, perfect company He had never even gone against the traffic regulations. I could not find the tiniest dirt on him. He had never been involved in scandals. He had never abused any woman, evaded Tax or done business with a criminal. His record was so clean, the Press had to start making up rumors about his perfectly covered dark secret that no one seemed to know. He had no reason for him to marry me- for him to tie himself down with someone he did not like, with a contract marriage.

“I’ve seen girls like you. Poor. Desperate. Thinking maybe they can trap a Lancaster with puppy eyes and flirty stares.” Her words hit like slaps. “I’m not…” I try again, voice barely above a whisper. “Oh please,” she scoffs. “You really think you’re special? That he sees you? You’re just a maid. A background extra in his life.” She turns slowly to face me, her tone dripping venom. “He already has someone. Elise. She’s perfect, beautiful, and educated. Not some… orphaned, charity case girl wearing secondhand shoes.” I clench my fists, willing myself not to cry again. Not here.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

It stripped their love story down to its core, reframing it as a corporate scheme—two powerful figures feigning affection for the sake of shareholders and public perception. Camille’s lips curled into a slow, smug smile. Now, the public would see their engagement as it truly was—a financial transaction. Not a love story. Not a fairy tale. A deception. And already, murmurs were escalating into roars. She took a leisurely sip of wine, savoring the tart bitterness as she scrolled through a live feed of trending articles: “Engagement Exposed: Blackwell and Carter’ Love story Unravels” “Authentic Love or Deceptive Scheme? Leaked Contract Raises Questions”

Warmth was just the prelude to a trap. He had tried to escape it once. He had tried to love someone honestly. A girl with soft eyes and a laugh like water. She’d been his only clean thing. Then the betrayal came: the way her hand held another’s, her signature on papers that gave away everything he’d built. That day he’d learned his last lesson: love was power, and whoever didn’t hold the power would be crushed by it.

“You must understand my concern. My son is a very wealthy man. And historically, women have used various methods to, access that wealth.” “I’m not using him.” “Aren’t you? New job. Immediate promotion. Invitation to exclusive events. All within weeks of a convenient breakup.” Her voice is silk over steel. “From where I’m sitting, it looks very much like a plan.” “It wasn’t a plan. It was, it was—” “What? True love?” She laughs. Cold. “Ms. Vale, I’ve seen this before. Beautiful young woman. Older, wealthier man. A whirlwind romance that conveniently elevates her station. It’s a tale as old as time.”

"Was the kidnapping a runaway attempt? Were you trying to leave me for him?" Lorenzo walked toward the bed with his eyes wild. "He's not even a billionaire, Louis. He's not even close to what I am." "Lorenzo…" "You forget where I picked you from." Lorenzo's voice was low and venomous. "A cheap commercial. A pretty face I saw on a screen. You were nothing. I made you something and fulfilled my end of the contract." Something in Louis snapped. "You weren't even concerned!" Louis was on his feet now, shouting, his voice raw.