Love On Hire Novels & Stories

he asked, with a hint of desperation. “No, I'm serious here. Do you really love me as you say you do?” I questioned, my heart pounding hard against my chest. “C'mon babe, you have no reason to doubt my undying love for you. I know I have been a horrible person in the past, but now I'm here to right all those wrongs. I would never leave you for anyone else, I promise,” Liam's words pierced deep into my heart. I've never felt so genuinely loved, so much cherished and spoiled. I felt the sincerity in words; a promise that would never be broken.

Harriet said, and she picked her car keys and her purse, and she stood up, “Wait a minute” Melissa said,, “how much are they paying?“ she asked, “Are you Interested In the work?“ Harriet asked, *Yeah, I'm Interested, but I don't have the experience” Melissa said, “That's not a problem, I will put you through” Harriet said, “but we are going to teach Clifton lesson that he will never forget In his life, I'm not stopping him not to get married, but he needs to pay, and we need to make money from him” Harriet explained,

Something harder than that, and more specific: a challenge. My pulse jackhammered against my ribs. I maintained eye contact for exactly as long as was necessary to make clear that I hadn't broken it first. Then I looked back down at the packet in my hands, which I still had not read a single word of. He let us settle. He let the HR representative finish her prepared remarks about what an extraordinary opportunity this was, about Wolfe Industries' commitment to innovation and excellence, about the importance of professionalism and alignment with the company's core values. He let the polished preamble run its course.

The title of being his wife, the smile he gave to her, the time he spent with her…those are just a part of the contract that she signed her name with. And it is not the marriage contract that she was referring to, it is the contract of the job that she had agreed to apply for—the ‘Wife for Hire’ job. Wisdom held her tears even when Denver made up for his missing time at the party—by doing her. But she couldn’t hold it longer. Her tears travel down her face, using this as the opportunity as Denver’s face was buried in her neck. She could hear his moans. Despite him being inside her at midnight, fucking and thrusting inside her, she couldn’t still shove away the thoughts of her being a hired w

“I’ve decided to offer Lily a job at one of my companies.” Silence. The fork slipped from Alex’s fingers, clattering against his plate. His brows furrowed, his confusion evident. “What?” I forced myself to meet his gaze. “I’m going to hire Lily.” The disbelief on his face was almost comical. “You?” He let out a short, humorless laugh. “You *hate* Lily. Why would you suddenly decide to employ her?” I gave a nonchalant shrug. “It’s just a job, Alex. Nothing personal.”

"What kind of proposition?" Rios didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he stepped closer. His piercing gaze stayed locked onto mine as he leaned in, his voice dropping to something almost conspiratorial. "I want you to be my lover." The words hit me like a slap. I blinked. “Your—what?” "A hired lover," he clarified, tilting his head slightly, watching my reaction with precision. "It’s going to be strictly professional. You will accompany me to appearances, events, functions…anywhere. In the public eye and my family’s eyes, you’ll be my girlfriend. Behind closed doors… well, that depends on you."

Therefore, Only Love Jewelry had been recruiting new designers all year round. To provide the best service for the customers, the boss of the company set a very high standard for recruiting designers, and the pass rate of the interviews was shallow. Recently, Only Love Jewelry received a big order from a rich man who generously paid two million dollars for customised wedding rings. However, the man and his fiancee were not satisfied with all the designs demonstrated to them. Therefore, the company was in a hurry to recruit new designers.

" I stammered, my grip tightening on my portfolio until my knuckles turned white. "You heard me." He stood up, adjusting the cheap silk tie straining around his thick neck. He was a fat, balding man in his fifties, and the naked hunger in his eyes made my stomach violently churn. "I've seen your resume. Impressive. But I don't hire based on paper, sweetheart. I hire based on... loyalty. And I need to know how loyal you can be." He took a step toward me, the stench of his cheap cologne invading my space.

But it could have been anything his imagination cooked up, especially because he was hungover. Jordan let out an awkward cough. “Just letting Zoey know the details,” he lied. Ray’s focus slowly drifted from the lead singer to the supposed new hire. “Right… What details?” he asked, suspicion lacing every letter of the question. Jordan scratched the back of his head, shrugging as if it would compensate for the lack of words. He had no idea what her job was supposed to be as a roadie anyway, mostly because the band wasn't on tour until late August—after the wedding crash.

I apologized, moving away from her as discreetly as I could. “Who’s this new girl?” My mom asked me. “Her name is Jennifer, she’s a coworker. She comes from a wealthy and a prestigious family”. My mother’s face lit up instantly, she grew more curious. “Tell me more about her” “She’s very beautiful. If I get married into her family, we will be rich for life, mom I love her and I thought about this” i added. “Well, if you love her and she’s wealthy, you can go for it”.