The Billionaire's Entrapment: Bound By The Twin Contract นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I’m sorry, sir, it seems you misunderstood. I have no intention of being bound by any contract with you." "It's not you who decides, but I who chooses. You owe me, and it seems you are smart enough to understand this situation, without needing an explanation from me," he said. Miron just left, getting into his limousine. Paralysed. My legs feel numb. He said he wanted to play with me like his prey, In a matter of seconds, he knew my life so far, and now he's trapping me with a bullshit contract, when I never asked for his help?

The tension that had been building for months—the resentment, the forbidden desire, the terrifying dependency—finally reached a breaking point. I tried to pull back, but his grip was iron. He was weak from the blood loss, his body battered and broken, yet the power radiating from him was absolute. It was a raw, magnetic force that pulled me into his gravity. "The contract is a document," he said, his voice trembling with a mixture of pain and a sudden, fierce hunger. "The files are records of a life I was forced to live. But this?" He pulled me down until my face was mere inches from his, our breaths mingling in the confined space. "This is the only thing I have ever done that wasn't for the

I said, already feeling the tears welling at my eyes “It's okay darling” she said, patting my hand on the table. “It's usually better to start from the beginning if that is okay by you”. She gives me a reassuring look. I know one of the clauses in the marriage contract expressly forbids me from disclosing the existence of the contract with anyone. I decided to damn the consequences of breaching the contract and tell her about the embezzlement scandal that led to my agreeing to sign the marriage contract between Ethan and I, in a bid to avoid being jailed for something I am innocent of and to clear my name.

So I do what I can do best. I go back. - Forget that, I finally whisper, with a tight throat. Lie. She still looks at me, her lips slightly ajar, her short breath. She wants to speak, answer me, but I see in her eyes that she is as lost as I am. The contract. I know what she thinks. This damn contract that binds us, which sets clear rules. No love. Just a child. Just an agreement. But what do we do now that one of us has just broken the only rule that should protect us?

“He’s not supposed to get close enough to hurt me. It’s just a contract.” Valeria raised a brow. “You’re signing up to be the wife of a billionaire for three months, pretend or not. That’s not a contract, honey. That’s an emotional hunger game.” City lights smeared across the windshield like rivers of melted gold. Charles rode in the back of his black Bentley, quiet and dark, his face ghosting spindly in the glass. The contract was tucked under his coat like a cocked pistol. His jaw was set. Mind racing. Every possible loophole, risk, and proviso coursed through him like fire ants.

The crew didn’t dare question him or try to help Sienna but pretended nothing unusual was happening. “You agreed to this contract, Sienna. Now stop whining, or should I pull all my funds for your brother’s health care?” The billionaire asked and strapped her into the chair. “No,” Sienna replied and decided to stop fighting. It was going to be a long flight.

“The penthouse apartment downstairs is yours now. Move your things in tomorrow. We expect you here bright and early.” I left the building on unsteady legs, the signed contract burning a hole in my bag. Rain soaked me again as I waited for a cab, but the cool drops did nothing to extinguish the fire they had lit inside me. I had signed away my freedom for a year. Part of me already wondered if I would want it back when the time came. The bond had begun, and with it, a path filled with dark pleasures and unexpected emotions. I told myself I could handle it. After all, I had always faced life alone. But these three powerful brothers might just change everything.

He recognized his own capacity to fall for a lie, so he made the lie a legally binding impossibility. She looks at the powerful man sitting inches away from her. The imposing billionaire who controls global markets willingly locked himself in a cell to avoid another miscalculation.

he said, smiling as he tucked the contract into his briefcase. "Have it,he stretched out his hand,handing over a larger suitcase to Mr.jerkins,which contained a huge amount of money. Mr. Jenkins opened his eyes wide as he stared at the cash, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He quickly closed the suitcase. "Wait," Mr. Jenkins said, his voice firm. "What's the catch? You're not just doing this out of the goodness of your heart." The man turned back to him, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Let's just say that I have a vested interest in Sophia's well-being," he said. "And this is just the beginning."

, she responds as she leaves the office. " Let's see what move dear Justin makes next", he whispers to himself as a sinister grin builds up on his face. ______________________________________________ Meanwhile, in the morning, at Justin's place. He looks quite pale. He didn't sleep all through the night and stayed up thinking deeply about who would want to kidnap his wife. He didn't have much enemies as he wasn't the type to get on bad terms with people. " Perhaps it's a business rival", he speculates. Just then, the twins ran into the living room, where he was and hugged him.