The Billionaire's Alpha's Contract Lover Novels & Stories

The bastard loved money… I can’t wait to see his face when he suddenly becomes bankrupt. I'll make him pay for what he's done to Lea. “Alpha Manuel… you’re done with your rest? I’ve also reviewed the contract with my beta and we believe there’s nothing wrong with it. I think we are ready to sign it.” I nodded my head as I fought the urge to rip his throat out. My wolf may be dying but he was still powerful. He hated this man for stealing our mate. “Sure. You were going to sign it either way.” I said arrogantly and walked past him to the couch I sat on earlier.

So he puts it on speaker for me to hear as well. "Mr. Knighley. It seems that today is your lucky day." "Oh, please do explain to me how the day you kidnap my daughter has become my lucky day." The kidnapper goes silent for a few seconds; in the background, I can hear someone talk to him; it is an oddly familiar voice that I cannot quite place at the moment. But putting that to the back of my mind, I listen to the kidnapper carry on, "Eight million, that is our offer. Eight-million, and you get your daughter."

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.

My breath hitched in my throat as I saw what was trending. “Content of the popular Billionaire's marriage” “Ethan Blackwood's contract marriage to avery pierce” I tapped on the document and it looked legitimate enough, like a marriage document or a contract laid bare for everyone to inspect. I immediately reached out to shake Ethan awake. “What's wrong?” he mumbled with a thick voice. “Wake up! You need to see this” I said as I pointed the screen to his face. Ethan's eyes widened as he read through it.

Searching for the Alpha, I realized that he wasn't anywhere to be seen and wondered what the deal was. The Romanov fellow got into the driver's seat, and we sped away from the area. “Excuse me, um, where is Alpha?” I questioned the stern-looking man. He glared at me through the rearview mirror and said, “Camden Sinclair left to speak to his Luna.” My eyes widened briefly at my surprise before I muttered a quiet, “Oh.” The Alpha had a Luna yet was purchasing sex slaves for three million? None of it made sense to me. The remaining drive I stayed quiet as I watched the scenery pass by. I accepted my coming death and would remain strong.

Maybe it was supposed to be Emma all along. A small sob reached my ears and I locked eyes with my best friend, Lori. Her eyes had turned red from crying and I saw her mouthed the words 'I'm sorry.' I saw the Alpha give the slightest nod and some guards were behind me in no time. By the time I realized what was happening, my hands and feet had been tied up. One of the pack warriors, a vicious man known for deriving pleasure from torturing others crouched beside me. "I'll make this easy for you." He smirked, "Confess your sins and you'll die a quick death."

I tried to think of a way to break free from his grasp, to escape this twisted arrangement but it seems he held all the cards, leaving me with no viable options. Desperation fueled my next question, as I wiped away my tears, "If I sign the contract," I began, my voice shaking, "what's in it for me?" His smile widened, and his eyes gleamed with pure satisfaction. "Ah, an excellent question, Bella," he replied, turning to face me fully. "If you sign the contract and agree to my terms and conditions, you will be recognized as my Luna, as Alpha Max's mate. Everyone in my pack will respect you and treat you accordingly."

The alpha’s voice stands out from the chorus of cries, and the next thing he knew, two pairs of incredibly large hands clamped on his arms and dragged him viciously outside. He didn’t fight with them. He didn’t protest nor do something to get off from their iron grasp as they kicked him behind his knees, making him fell forwards and bound his wrist behind him. He just lets them. He was still in a daze, confused, his heart grieving from the sudden loss of his family—the love of his life. With one forceful tug, he was pulled harshly to his feet and stand awkwardly, his head hanging low and his skin still burning with pain from the fire.

Lucien kept his tone flat, both men trying to prove their dominance, "Well Bella said I could name my price just by meeting your Luna so that seemed an easier way to make my fortune." "She was right," Helena chipped in, looking at me with concern in her eyes. She must be worrying about how terrible a time I have had with this brute. If only she knew. "Good." "So who hired you? You owe them no loyalty now you're breaking their deal." "I think I'll be getting paid first." He grabbed at the scars on his neck. I wondered if the pain irritated him or if he could feel Helena's eyes boring into them. "There's a huge chest of cash, jewels and stones at one of my old hideouts. It's yours, you have my

“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.”