Novel & Cerita Husband For Rent

"He is moving abroad and wanted to rent out the house quickly, so he lowered the rent to attract a tenant. The last tenant didn't give him a notice before moving, so he didn't have a lot of time to look for new tenants." "So, what do you think?" Jacob asked, giving her an amused smile. She walked up to him and in a low voice said, "I still think it's haunted." He arched his brow. "Should we look for another one?" Isabelle shook her head quickly. "Even for a haunted house, the rent is too low. We are lucky to find it, we'll never find another place as good as this one for such a low rent." Jacob chuckled, not having expected she still wanted to stick with the house despite her fears. He was r

My name is Dylan Reed. I’m a senior college student on the track-and-field team. With graduation right around the corner, I started looking for an apartment near campus. After a few days of searching, I spotted an unusual listing on a rental app. The landlord’s requirements were simple: tenant must be healthy, reliable, and preferably male. The catch? Half rent, free utilities. It sounded too good to be true. I went to view the place just out of curiosity. To my surprise, the landlord—who called herself Marge—approved me on the spot and offered to sign the lease immediately.

"I'm married and yes he is fine." "But you can still dream girl. I'm married too but damn he is hot. That wife of his is sure lucky." "His wife?" "Ya. His wife, pretty thing but there is something about her I don't like. I just don't understand why they have to rent this place. Maybe they are spicing the marriage." His wife? I am his wife. "Who is the apartment registered under?" She checked the screen. "Mr and Mrs Allen." Oh my God. I am going to throw up.

Cillian nodded and turned on his phone to transfer the money back to Lucy. Lucy felt a little guilty when she saw Cillian’s cool reaction. “Did I pay too much for the rent?” Cillian looked at her in surprise. “No, you didn’t. It’s only 84,000 a year. This price is considered cheap in Charleston.” There was a strange look on his face when he said this. Why would the wife of Leon Corporation’s CEO be worried about money? Cillian had no idea what to say about it. Lucy had no idea what was going through Cillian’s mind and was relieved. After all, she had rented the guest house according to her personal preference.

I shifted a sly glance at Jeanne, who gave me back a confused look. "You can have your annulment," I began, and the man let out a sigh of relief, "But not until the third of January." He froze, "Excuse me?" "Well, the thing is, I need a husband for Christmas," I winced at the look on his face, "And New year." "Not interested." He deadpanned. "And you already happen to be my husband," I braved on. "Not for much longer." "You won't have to do anything. Just show up for a few days, and wear a smile. Or not. Christmas in my hometown is amazing and I promise you won't regret it." I said with a hopeful smile.

Just the quiet reminder that something—someone—was growing inside her. “Is the offer still with the housing assistance?” she asked, trying to sound more grounded than she felt. “All covered. Company apartment near the lake, health care, maternity benefits too,” Marco replied. “I wouldn’t be offering this if I didn’t think you were ready. Or that you deserve better.” Better. She glanced at the dresser. Gabriel’s watch was still there. Untouched for days. He hadn’t even bothered to pick it up. “I’ll think about it,” she said, her voice firmer now. “But thank you. Really.”

"But I won't marry you." "Oh. But what I want is for you to marry me," I said in a stern voice. "I can't get pregnant without a husband, Adam." I brought my hand to my mouth when I suddenly felt nauseous. "If I have to pay you just for you to marry me, I'd gladly do it. Just name your price." Adam looked at me as if I had grown horns on my head. "Fine. Ten million dollars, Claire." "Ten million? Consider it done," I answered just as I finally threw up my dinner in front of him.

“I need a place to stay and I didn't rent, I bought it. I'm pretty sure you also did the same since you're planning to stay here.” “I'll be returning to Sydney very soon.” “Decided yet?” “I'm contemplating, maybe before this year ends. There's someone I miss so much.” He stared at her narrowly with signs of curiosity in his eyes. “Perhaps your husband?” Charlene was shocked, she wanted to argue with him, but he saw it all already that was why he interrupted what she wanted to say. “If not him then it's nobody. I haven't seen anyone with you ever since I moved in here.”

Solene continued, sitting up straighter on her chair so that she could take off her suit vest. She then rolled the sleeves of her button-up to her elbows and I watched her distractedly. She was a very beautiful lady. She caught me staring and I quickly averted my gaze. "T-that makes sense. The rest for food and gas or whatever. How do you know that? Do you rent?" "I have a house." Of course, she did. "However, I've recently purchased some properties I'm planning to rent out," she continued, turning her attention back to her phone. "It's a great investment, but I'd like to keep them affordable to all classes So I have to know what the general rule of thumb is."

"The apartment is vacant currently and he wants to give it off at fifty dollars per month and which amounts to six hundred dollars. He stressed that he wouldn't receive payment by installment." She looked at me with a sad face, "I hope you have enough for this?" "Sure, I do." "Wow! That's great. Are you packing into the apartment with your husband?" My heart skipped due to the question. "I don't have a husband," She popped out her eyes, took out her phone, and surfed the net. She peered into her phone with amazement. "Your husband, Mr. Jason the billionaire? Oops! He is getting married to someone else? I'm just seeing it now."