The Billionaire’s Last Clause Novels & Stories

MARRIAGE CONTRACT This agreement shall be binding upon signature by both parties… The legal language blurred together until I reached the handwritten note pinned to the bottom. Sign this or someone dies. What? The paper slipped from my fingers. This had to be a joke. But if it wasn’t… I needed to call for help. I went to grab my phone, but then paused. Who would I call? And what would I even say? Hey, a billionaire is threatening to kill someone unless I marry him…send help. No one would believe it. I couldn’t even believe it. I jumped as another knock came. Panic flooded my system, my mind racing through all the possibilities, none of them good.

"I want the portrait “. I whispered jokingly knowing Alexander was going to make it mine. For some reason I just wanted Daniel to feel worthless, I had not seen him in years but seeing him at tge gala spark hatred and mis wasn't left out. Alexander stood up to beat the price even though intruded pretending to stop him but Alexander dudnt listen, he made sure the portrait was mine before assuming jus seat back. I smiled, Daniel and Mia disgraced, Alexander was a business mogul way richer than Daniel. Daniel was no match for him, the auction ended and everyone else extended pleasantries other proposing a business deal and some ladies gossiping how hot the men were.

The elevator doors slid shut with a final, echoing click, taking the jasmine-and-rain scent away forever. Jillian slowly walked over to the marble table, looking down at Clara’s elegant signature on the termination clause. The aloof, brilliant CEO who ruled an empire dropped to their knees in the dark, a silent, devastating agony tearing through the fortress walls. The noble lie had succeeded. Clara had saved her brother, and she had saved Jillian's throne—but she had left them both completely dead inside.

Just as I had the thought my phone vibrated in my pocket. "Thorpe." "It's done." I hung up without saying another word. And so it begins, there was no going back now. I've started a war with Clifton Sanders. I've taken the fight right to his door, literally. The next move was his but I had eyes on him, his every move was being documented and his house was still wiretapped. There was still one more thing I needed to do though. I wanted to make sure all the players pay. When Blossom finally woke up again she was hungry. That was supposedly a good sign but they kept her on light foods like broth and juice. I wanted to run out and get her the damn burger that she'd never got the chance to have.

With eyes lit, Claire pushed Aunt Rockefeller harshly. “Get lost! What’s it to you? Step aside!” She then turned to Alex. “Alex Rockefeller, you were the one who made this deal. I don’t mind groveling if you give me ten billion dollars! I wouldn’t even mind groveling before your entire family if you wanted me to! So, where’s the money? Hand the ten billion over, and I’ll kowtow right now. You should be a man of your word, so don’t be some coward who breaks his promise!”

Most especially, after listening to Rosella's confession, he swore to abandon them with the cops until they spoke up and have the mastermind exposed. Also, he needed a refund of all his losses else, their businesses and estates would be forfeited. Was that too much to ask for of a billionaire? Did being a billionaire mean losing an asset and caring less about it? Course not! Stanley delivered fliers to Lilian who in turn informed Jasmine about the big party. Was Jasmine really going to show up? What if she did and she got killed? "Should we expect Mrs. Jasmine?" Lisa asked Jason after she had cleared the table of the plates he ate his breakfast with.

Rustin requested. "We will just be at the poolside." Claire stated before they left us. "You have never been honest to me since the day that we met. You didn't tell me who you were. You said you're just the captain." "You're being ridiculous. I never told you about me being a billionaire because it doesn’t matter. I left everything behind when things ended between Julie and me." "You told me about leaving her at the altar but you forget to mention that you're the sole heir of a multi-billion company."

His eyes remained fixed on Claire. "Yes. You'll get $80,000 as long as you agree to marry Mr. Alexander Knight as your stepsister's replacement!" "Alexander Knight?!" screamed Claire in astonishment. Her eyes widened at the condition her father had set for her. Of course, Claire knows who Alexander Knight is. He is the son of a bankrupt billionaire who, rumor has it, went into hiding because of his ugly face after he was the victim of a fire that burned down his house eight years ago.

“I need you to do something for me It’s my last wish and I wouldn’t ask if it weren’t so vital. “Anything Grandma, You are aware that I would do anything for you, There's a man a good man, who was a dear friend of your late grandfather. Alexander, his son, has been a person I've known since he was young, His father and I always hoped that our families would be joined one day.” There was a moment when Amelia's heart skipped a beat, She had heard of Alexander Sterling Stories,Of his incredible business acumen, his relentless drive, and his rise to become one of the wealthiest men in the city. She did not have the opportunity to meet him in person.

He spoke with a strong and commanding voice. "I am not your typical billionaire; rather, I am a powerful man. You have no idea who might come after you, Claudia, because I have a large number of adversaries whose identities are unknown. What would you do if they kidnapped you once more? Who on earth is going to fork over the cash for your damn charge a second time, huh? Do you really believe that I won't go out and make another billion only to set you free?”