Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Contract Pet

As soon as he's done, she can't hold back the relief of feeling her limbs free again, moaning. "What a beautiful sound, Elena," he says in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "I wonder what else I'll be able to do with you when all this is finally settled." Valentina returns with a clipboard and pen in one hand. Evan and James, still standing, smile at her. Elena says nothing, just continues to stare at them, utterly defeated... and curious. It is the blue-eyed billionaire who says then: "Let's draw up your contract, our little pet."

His eyes lit up as he ordered, “Call Danielle. It’s time for her to work off her debt.” “But I heard Miss Danielle is busy fishing for a party…” “Drag her back here immediately. Or I’ll throw you in there as fish bait instead.” “Please don’t! I’m going right now, sir!” Assistant Mark bolted away instantly. Six years of experience serving beside the billionaire had taught him one thing: the billionaire never joked. Besides, there really were crocodiles in that lake. Rare albino crocodiles the billionaire had personally bought and raised there. … At that moment, Danielle was enjoying grilled fish with several new friends she had recently met.

This is broad daylight slavery but he's the billionaire and I'm his mai d so.. "No questions sir, let me know when the contract is ready so I can sign it."

I told her flatly, “and I’m your employer.” Agnes Elijah sat tense as he watched me carefully flip through each page of the contract. “Why does this contract say that you’re going to train me to be Luna?” I asked hesitantly. “Is this serious? I don’t even have a wolf. I lost it years ago.” My voice cracked. Who would ever choose a wolfless woman to be Luna? It was unheard of.

He made a perfect bouquet. Old lady said, "Oh, handsome young man, you are very good! Are you the owner's husband?" "I am the owner's husband, the owner's baby's father, and the owner's future daughter's father. And I own this building. But today I am just assistant," Ethan said seriously. Old lady paid £50 and left, telling everyone on Portobello Road: "The billionaire is selling flowers! And his baby is drooling on roses!" Soon, a queue formed outside The Petal Pages. Not for flowers. For the billionaire flower assistant.

Could I really trust Gavin's words, a man whose real intentions were still a mystery to me? A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I examined my reflection, the uncertainty in my eyes staring back at me. The dress may have been exquisite, but the seriousness of my decision suddenly felt like a heavy burden on my shoulders. The thought of becoming a contract wife to a stranger, even for revenge, sent a shiver down my spine. But the burning desire to make Cole and Whitney pay—to show them that they couldn't betray me and get away with it—overpowered my hesitation. I chuckled wryly to myself, the irony not lost on me. How did I become lucky enough to snag a billionaire like Gavin and unintentionally c

"E-Excuse me? And what do you think of me? An animal that you can buy? Yes, you might have paid a huge amount of money but you don't own me!" "You don't really know about that auction, do you? The moment your bidder win, they will own you. Which only means that I own you now." "No, you don't." "If you don't want to do it, then why don't you just pay me $2,000,000 and we're quits?" "I-I don't have that huge amount of money right now..." "Then you don't have any other choice but to obey me. Now, give me your number."

Mr William shrugged casually with batting an eyelid, “It’s no problem, he will be well taken care of and given the best medical care” I released a breath and nodded, “In that case, I have no objections, I agree to the deal” it all sounded crazy when I heard myself but it was really happening. It was just yesterday that I was calculating how to work overtime to buy some essentials for August and today I was signing a contract with a billionaire, some supreme being must be working for my favor. “Great, my lawyer will prepare the papers so you can sign. I would love to introduce you to my family as my wife to be” William's face turned brighter at my answer and he said.

He was calm, but Emily could also see danger in his demeanor when provoked. “What if I don’t agree?” Her voice was trembling as she released her words. The tension inside the car was very suffocating for her as she felt trapped by a billionaire's secret fake lover offer. After hearing Emily’s refusal, Charles took a black folder and handed it to her. “Well then, you have to pay me a hundred million dollars for not signing this contract,” Charles smirked. Emily opened the black folder and saw the 100-million-dollar amount stated in a collaboration contract from a world-class sports brand. Her eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.