The Devil Ceo's Contract Wife Novels & Stories

“You look like someone who just made a deal with the devil.” I walked past her and dropped onto the couch without a word. She followed, eyebrows raised. “Spill.” I tossed the contract onto her lap. She skimmed through the pages, whistling low. “He wasn’t kidding.” “Nope.” “You actually signed a marriage contract with Andrew Walker. Girl…” She shook her head. “You’re either the smartest person alive or completely unhinged.” “Both.” She looked up, frowning. “Wait. What happened? Why do you look like someone just shot your dog?”

Elara felt eyes on her, not curious now, but measuring. During the evening, Alessandro was asked publicly, casually, about the article. He didn’t deflect. “My wife’s work speaks for itself,” he said calmly. “Any attempt to frame her as an intermediary misunderstands the nature of our partnership.” The word 'partnership' echoed louder than any denial. Elara met his gaze across the room. For the first time since the contract began, there was no performance in it. Only the truth. Later, in the quiet of the car ride home, Elara leaned back against the seat.

she shouts furiously. The ringing of her phone makes her react, and she picks it up when she sees that it is Luis. He opens it immediately, hoping to get news. "Tell me, Luis." "Check your mail, I just sent you the proof they gave me." Like a madwoman, she runs to her computer and opens the email Luis sent her. And she is shocked to see the employment contract of Isabella Sardino D' Thompson. Wife of the CEO who will work as an editor with him. She can't believe it; it has to be a joke! How could he get married without anyone knowing about it? That's probably because she went to his company and said she was his fiancée; he must have made up a wife. She still has the phone open, so she puts i

It wasn't even up to it; there were two more days before six months were complete, but she got divorced. Though she's my big sister and I, well, love her, it's just the bitter truth. She's a prostitute and a Sugar Mommy. I don't even know how CEO Darls Collymore got to know her and even registered their marriage. She did not suffer from any miscarriages but paid the doctors to lie on her behalf. Then she goes to tell CEO Darls that he is the father of her body. I just don't get how she'd managed to hook up with your handsome and super-rich big brother.

Promises it was so easy to break and making me believe that it was all really was a dumb mistake-- and worst hoping that all was just a sudden burst of emotions that I need to breath away from was true, him lying and cheating on me was never ideal. I stare at the ring that I was wearing the entire time I was here. I close my eyes convincing myself that this was all just a dream, pinching my skin guessing this is a damn reality. I sighed heavily as my sobs slowly went off trying to think of things I need to because of this. I need to think of something, a solution, or maybe an escape. I read again the paper it was there-- our signatures but sadly it was all fake it was never a contract and I

Tension crackled in the air. Then Penking smiled. “You think this will work?” he asked. “You think you can just walk in here and take my wife?” “She’s not your wife,” Devon said. “She’s your prisoner.” “She signed the contract. She married me. She’s mine.” “She was coerced.” “Doesn’t matter. It’s legal. Binding.” Penking’s eyes were cold. “And if you try to take her, I’ll hunt you both down. Kill everyone you love. Burn everything you care about. And make Amelia watch.”

Grandpa flared up. Elena smiled; the angry side of the old man always made her laugh. “Well, the Choi group is planning to finalize our contract, although our rival company wants to contradict everything. But we are not going to let that happen. So I want you to prepare for it because you are our weapon against them.” Then he whispered into Elena's ear, “I heard the wife of the ceo divorced him, and he recently married his wife's best friend!”

he pressed, his tone a mix of urgency and disbelief. "I am simply saying that it is more of a two-way contract than a curse just inflicted," the devil explained, its words lingering in the shadows. The revelation cast a dark shadow over their understanding of Violet's affliction. "Either your friend ends the contract herself or... you kill your friend to end her misery." "A contract?" The word echoed through the chamber, a chilling realization settling over Ken and Emilia. The air seemed charged with an otherworldly tension as the implications of their quest took an unforeseen turn.

“That man looks at you like he’s one bad day away from stealing you from me.” “Maybe because you make it look easy!” His hand slammed against the wall beside my head making me jump violently. “You are my wife.” “Contract wife.” “Still mine.” Heat exploded through my stomach so hard it almost made me dizzy and I hated myself for it instantly. Hated that even furious like this; even wanting to claw his eyes out; my body still reacted to him like a damn traitor. “God you’re insane,” I whispered shakily. “And you’re driving me fucking insane.”

“Why not? From what you've just told me, heck even I was fooled! I used to think he was husband of the year! He's been fucking your sister, Pen. Aren't you angry?!” “I…I am. But…I can't divorce him. We had a contract.” “You signed what?! Why would you do that?!” I flinch at her tone. Guilt settles in my heart. Guilt for not telling her. “You see? And unless I magically have ten billion dollars somewhere…I can't break the contract.” The anger on her face vanishes. Her jaw drops and she inhales a quick breath. “Oh my god. You didn't tell me. I thought you two were…oh heavens. This changes everything.”