Novel & Cerita The Billionaire Alpha's Contract Lover

Or someone powerful helping them stay hidden. My mind drifted to Tristan again. The Alpha had always been ice and steel, the curse keeping him isolated and ruthless. But lately he’d been acting different, making proxy transfers at odd hours. Debts paid in the shadows. That night at her rundown apartment when he’d ripped a door off its hinges like it was paper. I’d heard the reports from my own quiet network, and I had seen the pieces. He was risking exposure for her. For a woman who should have been nothing more than a fleeting mistake from a gala night.

The words on the page did not blur, no matter how many times I blinked. _MATCH CONFIRMED: SUITABLE FOR INTEGRATION._ My heart pounded against my ribs, like a wild animal trying to escape. Three months ago. He had been tracking my debts, my location, the exact failing beat of my brother’s heart, long before he ever walked into that hospital room with a contract in his gloved hand. The desperate deal I thought I made to save Ethan was not a twisted stroke of luck.

“County International Airport. About to board a fucking massive Gulfstream or something like that. A big private jet. Right now I’m sitting in a Mercedes-Benz.” “Oh my god, freya! So whoever this guy is, he’s loaded.” “Yeah.” “And you owe him—what, four hundred grand?” “Yeah.” “How are you going to pay him back?” Kelly asked. I blinked hard, fighting tears of fright. “This guy, marcus, he said my benefactor isn’t interested in money.” Kelly sucked in a sharp breath. “He’s interested in you, then. Something tells me you’ll have to put out a hell of a lot to pay back that much money, honey.”

I demand and am not open to negotiation. "I thought Miss wouldn't mind running over the traditions to have your husband faster!" Alfred mimics the manner of speech of Mr. Jeremy Rockfeller, the keeper of formalities. "I am a future wife of Alpha, I have obligations" I blink at him, getting a genuine smile from him. "I like it that way..." He kisses me for all to see, including Amanayara, one of Alfred's most devoted admirers who doesn't look happy at all... ✧✧

Once, I’d believed that that knowledge alone would be enough to bring him down, but the reality of it was that it wasn’t, because it didn’t change the fact that I was still one, wolfless woman, in the face of an Alpha with an army at his command. “But there’s still a lot of things I have to put in place, so I’ll need time.” He added, and I nodded in agreement. It was no small feat, a mission like this would take a whole lot of planning and that meant time. “Once, I’d been… naïve enough to believe that offering myself as your mistress is payment enough,” I admitted, my thoughts trailing back to the beautiful woman he’d walked in with—Rosalia. Suddenly his earlier words felt less an insult, be

"I'll pay you three times as much. You really need a lot of money after a failed investment, right? I'll give it to you and after that you'll be completely erased from my wife's life!" Sarena spontaneously squeezed Morgan's thigh under the table, intending to forbid her boss from doing that. She is already bound by a marriage contract with the Alpha who is her husband because of money issues, what else can she give her boss in return for the money he will spend? Leroy grinned slyly, seeing an opportunity to earn money the easy way. "What about Alpha who wants Sarena? You definitely won't be able to live peacefully with Sarena if Alpha still wants your wife?" Leroy asked with a sly grin.

I asked, hoping I heard correctly. “Yes,” he nodded and crossed his legs. “I’ll pay you ten million dollars if you agree to be my contract bride for five years. Five million immediately you sign the contract, and the other half and a house in whichever city you want once it comes to an end.” “So you’re asking me, a woman that you met just last night and who you have talked to for just a few minutes, to enter a contract marriage with you? Why? You’re an Alpha, right? I’m sure you can have any woman of your social class be your fake bride, and they would be delighted. So why me?” I shot my questions at him, sceptical of the entire scenario.

You swore to stay away from him too, you can’t be this useless! “Luna?” The White Fang Alpha repeated. “Yes!” I beamed back like he was a camera. “It wouldn’t be uninterrupted. But that shouldn’t stop us from expanding. We’ve already crossed borders for our business expansion so a stream wouldn’t be much of a problem.” The White Fang Alpha sighed in reluctance at the contract laid before him on the table. “Alpha John,” I glanced at Betty and she immediately stepped in to refill the Alpha’s teacup, “I promise you that Black Crest would pay handsomely. Just name the price.”

His blood steamed on the pavement. I lifted the necklace, my hand trembling. She was alive. She was waiting. And I would tear apart every shadow, every betrayal, every lie until she was back in my arms. Maximus thought he could outplay me. Evelyn thought she could undo me. But they had forgotten one thing. I was Alpha. And no one took what was mine.

To rip his head off. Her eyes darkened. "You see, darling Ryker, I only agreed to be your Luna because I believed you would become a strong Alpha, conquering other packs. But it seems I was mistaken." She sighed dramatically. "In fact, I should have rejected you from the start, had I known you'd turn out to be such a pitiful excuse for an Alpha." Then she grinned. "But fear not, I've found someone who truly understands the meaning of strength and knows how to cherish a woman! A warrior and a true leader." Elly finished, turning to the rogue.