Three Years Contract Marriage With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

“ Because our marriage won’t be a real one . We will have a contract marriage . “ said Massimo . “ A contract marriage ? “ said Luna even more confused . Massimo sat down and gave Luna a napkin for her to wipe the tears . ‘ If anyone received such a proposal form me , they would be crying tears of joy and not tears of sadness . They would surely jump into my arms right away , thanking me for giving them such an opportunity in the first place , yet this girl feels like its the end of the world . ‘ thought Massimo a bit discouraged about Luna feeling like that . “ The contract marriage has a period of three years . After three years the two of us will divorce . Of course you will have benefits

I was surprised when he was reluctant to sign the papers and if my bodyguards didn't hold me back, I was ready to throw hands at that man. It wasn’t easy getting him to sign the papers, but, fortunately, he eventually did. We were a happily married couple for about three months; those three months felt like they were the happiest moments of my life, until the night Daniel Carter threw it all away, by cheating on me and they turned to my worst. As each day went by, I started to realize how much of a liar the bastard was.

In his usual serious tone he said. I moved aside letting him in, he walked inside and sat on my couch, I walked to my couch and stood in front of him, He motioned one his man to come forward, he came and gave a file to Enzo. Enzo gave it to me, I took it and looked at him."Read it," he said pointing at the file. My eyes bulged out reading the file, The contract Marriage was written in block letters. The file said that I have to marry him and be his wife for 3 years. He offers 2.5 million with a mansion in Beverly Hills for being his wife.

I promised. "You'll give me all these at what cost?" She asked, probing the terms of my offer. "You'll be my wife for six months," I stated. "Once you agree to be my wife for six months, then consider yourself the richest woman in New York." She remained silent, contemplating my proposition. Glancing at her unconscious husband, then back at me, I could tell she was contemplating whether to accept or decline my offer. "So, what do you say? Are you in or out?" I asked, my smirk widening as I awaited her decision.

, I glance up and I see the registered look of shock on his face. Not waiting for a response I continue; “it wasn’t a love marriage, he needed us to get married so that he’s business would be saved. And he promised to pay me during the contract; it’ll only last for 5 years and after that we’ll both go our separate way”, I glance up at Cete patiently waiting for him to respond.

Out loud she said,” So what about Peter Ramsey’s sister? “Big scandal!” her aunt answered with relish. “Charlotte Ramsey was about to marry one guy and just before the wedding he refused to sign the prenuptial agreement her father had drawn up. She turned around on the spot and married the British billionaire, Damien Winter, instead. Her former fiancé proceeded to sue for ownership of the apartment they’d shared—hers, of course—in a de facto relationship. He got it, too. Didn’t go to court. She signed off on it. The point is…” “He was in it for a slice of the Ramsey billions.”

The old man asked looking hurt and sounded by Dylan's words. "You are the one acting stubborn Grandpa. Ariel has a child for me, she is my responsibility. And I already married her before coming here too, you can't object to our union. I decide who I want to get married to, spend my life with, and also who I love too. Don't force it, Grandpa, it won't work out

"That's what you think, but my brother was at that party, and he's looking for whatever excuse to bring me down, so every single thing matters." "But you still violated the contract not to let anyone know we're together except your family." He smirked and took two steps closer, making her take two steps backwards before he continued. "You’re making the mistake of thinking you and I are the same. I made the contract; I am the contract, and I can bend it whichever way I see fit. I should tell you that you belong to me for the next three months, so no other man is allowed to come close to you; it can ruin my image."

Keith saw Shirley's bewildered expression and immediately reminded her, "This is a multi-billion-dollar contract, and if we mess it up, you should know the consequences!" Upon hearing Keith's words, Shirley felt a tiny bit disappointed deep inside her. Why am I disappointed? What am I even thinking? I'm supposed to be acting, after all! Keith married her for the sake of the child, and another reason was for this important contract! Shirley smiled, although the smile was somewhat forced. Yes, he had been good to her these past few days, but it was all for the child, all to make sure she cooperated and played her role well.

“Read it.” I shot him a glance and then at the folder. Then I opened it cautiously and scanned the pages. I caught the titled heading and my breath caught. “What?” “Yes.” Darren said dryly. This was a contract. But it was new. My eyes flickered to his again. “What is this?” He just leaned back, studying me. “A deal.” I swallowed, scanning the contents again. Terms of Agreement: Both parties are to stay married for 2 months. If at the end of the 2 months, Party B (Isadora Giordano) finds Party A (Darren Barlowe) unbearable, they will divorce.