The Billionaire Alpha's Contract Lover Novels & Stories

"You come into my place of business, you scream like a petulant child in front of my staff, and you demand that I compromise a billion-dollar deal so you can go shopping on Bond Street and brag to your friends?" "Alpha, I only meant—" "I don't care what you meant!" he cut her off, his eyes flashing like lightening. "This is not a vacation. This is not a debutante ball. This is the Bradley Group, and I am the Alpha King. You are my fiancée because of a contract and a promise I am struggling to keep, but do not—ever—mistake that for a license to interfere with my work." "I am your future wife!" she cried, tears of frustration welling in her eyes. "I have rights!"

She sighed. “It’s a long story.” “Then start talking.” For the next twenty minutes, Tatiana explained. Not everything. Not Lucien’s guilt. Not the accident. But enough. The contract marriage. Her siblings. Miranda. The threats. The protection. The symbol. The photo. By the time she finished, Adrian looked furious. Not shocked. Not confused. Furious. “You’re living with him?” Tatiana frowned. “Technically.” “You signed a marriage contract with a billionaire you barely know?”

He flinched slightly as our eyes met, his fear evident. Good. “Alpha—“ he wanted to greet. “Speak,” I commanded, my voice sharp and unyielding. There was no need for pleasantries. Alaric swallowed hard, shifting on his feet. “Alpha Atticus…” he began, his voice trembling, “I bring news about Luna Hera.” He said and my entire body tensed. “What about Hera?” I demanded, my voice dangerously low. “She… she has contracted the plague.” The words hit me like a physical blow, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My hands balled into fists at my sides as the rage swelled inside me. My wolf growled in anger.

“You'll never be free. We will come for you, Alexander.” I chuckled. “I already have. You're just a pawn. And let them come. I'll handle them.” With the traitor neutralized, we escorted Layla to safety. As we drove away, Layla turned to me. “What's going on, Alex?” I grinned. “Just another day in the life of a billionaire.” Layla rolled her eyes. “You're ridiculous.” I laughed. “Isn't that why you love me?” Layla playfully hit my arm. “That's one of the many reasons.”

I wondered how long he had been planning this out; it must have been a while. If I thought I had seen it all, the statement in the last paragraph changed that. “The contractor shall not break this contract for any reason else; /she/ stands to be punished by the contractee in any way he seems fit.” I placed the file on the table. I knew he was twisted; it should be no surprise, but this was beyond even my expectations. Alpha Thane had a habit of surprising people, and I did not mean that in a positive way. “You will punish me?” I questioned

First, my reputation as a young womanizing bachelor, and second, my media representation as being bigoted against werewolves had the members of the board and investors worried about the company’s image. I already had a marriage arrangement with Loveth Macloren, one of the socialites the paparazzi had assumed I was involved with. We had agreed to marry for the duration of one year and then divorce after my position in the company was solidified, but that would have only solved one of the problems. This firecracker in front of me would solve both. Being married to her could also hasten the process of acquiring their pack’s land. "And what do I get out of this?" Seraphina asked.

She sighed before continuing, "I spoke to the Niel family and they agreed to invest in our business and make it rise but on one condition, they want you to marry their son, Cole." Katiya was dumbstruck, she was only 19 years old and she knew the Second Master, Cole Niel. He was one of the most eligible bachelors of the Oscaria but he had a tragic past that was kept a secret from the public. Noticing her discomfort Alexia quickly added, "I already rejected the offer. I couldn't marry you off to the Niels because of money for medical bills. Your father wouldn't forgive me if I did that. I'd call them to….”

Her blonde hair circles into tight ringlets that bounced around her face. “Alpha Dane.” Her shrill voice made me wince and I knew my hand had automatically tightened around Alpha Danes. “We were not expecting you yet. I believe the contract stated that you would return after thirty days.” So they had read it. “It also states that I will return within fourteen if I’m not satisfied.” Alpha dane mutters as he give my hand a little squeeze back. “You got what you want!” Luna Cassandra glares at me. “And we have not done anything wrong.”

Ruth asked. "No I don't it's being a long time since I made love and the way you are sweet made me continue your aroma the way you slowly move makes me crazy you are great at making love," Alpha said. Ruth laughed at what Alpha said. They both rested holding each other as if they had been together Ruth was happy to be with a billionaire she thought about how she could get money from him she tried to figure it out. "I need enough money from him but I don't know how," She said herself

He let go off her waist and took his cell phone which had 28 missed calls from his girlfriend. "I am going, Aura, just pray for the good. " He stated and left the place with his smell everywhere while Aura left his lavish bedroom and walked towards hers. Alpha Damien is a billionaire. He owns properties in various parts of the world— and is a silent but ruthless playboy. It's not like he plays with girls. But his personality does. It leaves no option for them but to end up in his bed. And she was certain he would find a new girl in no time.