The President Contract Lover Novels & Stories

“That sham marriage of yours must be exhausting.” A chorus of laughter followed. “Seven years with that woman,” another voice chimed in. “You must feel trapped.” Adrian’s voice came again, low and heavy. “You have no idea.” The words pierced through me deeper than I ever expected. I stood paralyzed outside the door, my heart shattered. “Man,” someone joked, “I bet you’re counting the days until that contract ends.” Adrian didn't answer. But he didn't deny it, either. My chest tightened until I could barely breathe. Imagine how he complains. Imagine how I lived. Seven years of silence. Seven years of humiliation. Seven years of loving someone who never wanted me.

It was obviously inflated. Where they had agreed on three billion across three business years, this contract now proposed five billion over just two years. A difference of two billion was more than enough to make her look greedy, greedy enough to ruin her reputation and enough to get her fired. Sighing, she shook her head. “Is Mr. Crest around?” she asked. Her assistant nodded. Mirena stood up the next second. “Stay here.” With that, she walked past her and out the door. Entering the elevator, she rode it up to the presidential floor.

Most probably, Darsh opened a document as he began to read something from it. "Condition number 1: The marriage contract is for two years, after which we will file for mutual divorce. No. 2: I'll pay you to play my wife. No. 3: You must attend every conference and party I'd ask you, without any question asked. No. 4: No one may take advantage of the situation by touching the other. However, it's acceptable with approval. No 5: And the most significant one: We can't fall in love with each other."

After a few minutes of silence, a female reporter finally gathered the courage to ask a question. "Sir, can you explain the rumor of 'secret love contract' between you and Lady Aurora that broke out this morning? Is it true or false? Why was it revealed at the right time when you were rumored to have an affair with female model Lily Lowa?" After that reporter asked, everyone raised their cameras and microphones, preparing to record Phelan and Aurora's answers. "First, that contract is fake. It's a unilateral contract made by me. Its purpose is to tie Aurora to me. I admit our love story was initially just a one-sided love on my part, then, Aurora was touched and reciprocated my feelings."

the President explained, shifting the topic and offering an apology. Now Rowan and Rolland exchanged glances. They didn't expect the President to suddenly show such politeness. While Rowan had a rough idea of what might have happened due to Johnson's absence, she found it somewhat unbelievable. Remaining silent, the President felt compelled to continue speaking. "I was already aware of your marriage to President David, but both of you have kept it low-key, maintaining professionalism in your work," the President disclosed. However, recalling the contract that Rowan and David had made, prohibiting them from revealing their marriage to anyone, Rowan quickly interjected before he could say more

Peach Salinger I rise to my feet and rush out of the office. The hallway is quiet and the president is no where in sight. My heart is running a million miles per second. What’s the contract really about? I sit down again and read through it. [Bed Friend Agreement]

“Boss, you better believe it. We just beat all the big names in the interior design market and won ourselves a fifteen million dollar contract from the office of the president. I tell you, Grand Ambience is officially born today, boss!” Malvin finally plopped onto the seat in front of me and said something that made me feel like someone just doused cold water on my body. “Boss, let’s accept this contract and get to work after you finally deliver. The president wants you to oversee this contract personally. He must love the work we did here in the governor’s office. Maybe his visit to Saint City was what won us this contract. He must have seen your magic touch and finally made his choice.“ He

"Have you heard? Our vice president signed a contract with the Linton Group, and it seems the Warren Group lost a lot of money on it!" "Really?" "It's true! I heard that the vice president accidentally signed it after drinking too much at a dinner party. He hasn't even told the president yet. He's probably afraid of being blamed." "We've always been at odds with the Linton Group! How did the vice president sign a contract so easily?" "It wasn't easy at all. The vice president worked hard to prove himself, to make a big deal with a big company like the Linton Group. Who knew they'd be so shady..."

Mark smiled secretly, knowing that his dream of becoming president of Quine Group was one step away but just as she held the pen, she confessed painfully "I can't sign this contract, I'm sorry, I'm loyal to my husband and I will serve him until death crosses my path".

"Trust me, this is the best time to get a hold of him. Besides, I'm tired of seeing nasty headlines about his social life. That side of him is starting to have an effect on the company." "How?" "How old were we when we got married?" "Babes, that's not the point. We were in love and we knew we were for each other." "Marriage is a forever thing. Connor deserves to be with who he loves. I don't want him to be stuck, unhappy." "Don't make me look like the bad person here, honey, besides it's in the contract already." Lilian frowned, "What contract?" "The president of the company should be married by 30 or else he resigns so it's all for his good."