Three Years Contract Marriage With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

I blurted out before I could stop myself. My dad nodded. “The wedding is in two weeks.” “Fuck this!.” She got on her feet. “I’m not getting married to some loser. I’m not getting married just because you failed to save your company the normal way. I’m getting out of here.” “There are consequences.” Mom said quickly just before Chloe could turn her back to leave. “We signed a document, documents. And it said that if we failed to fulfill our part of the contract, both your father and I would have to give up everything we own, including this house and failure to do that would lead us to prison.”

Miranda was mad with anger. “No, he couldn't. We did everything we can but he's not guilty at all. On top of that, the Grant empire is seriously declining and our money is still dwelling with them”. “Good! However, make arrangements for my return to the company”. “Of course!” ****** On a bright and sunny day, the church bells melodiously rang, sending the word of love out to the world. Playing along with the sound of waves crashing on the beach, the solemn tunes of a wedding march graced the earth as the fated wedding officially began.

“What did you just say?” “You’re getting married to me simply because of a business contract gone wrong,” he joined her on her feet, taking a step closer towards her. “Our marriage and everything connecting you to me is a contract. So don’t you think you do not have the right to not want to be treated otherwise?” His words stung. So badly it had Emily at a loss of words for a while, a strange pain in her heart taking over her entire brain. “You’re an asshole.” “You won’t be the first saying that,” he smirked. “But too bad, you would be getting married to that asshole in three weeks.”

Vivi immediately fell silent as Darren interrupted her with something she didn't understand, causing her to frown again. But when Darren continued to explain the plan he had prepared for Vivi, the woman could not help but widen her eyes. "As you have done before, all you have to do now is sign a three-year marriage contract with me. And after our marriage contract ends, I will give you more than you can get now. I will give you everything to make sure that my ex-wife can still live in luxury after I divorce her."

"Can't help falling in love and wanting to elope without the world watching. You guys want to be alone together. We can turn it into a fairytale romance. Before taking over the company, you had a long honeymoon period to have some time with yourself." It sounds too good to be true. Considering that he gave up his life for this company, three months really isn't much. On the other hand, for three months, he can be himself and find some peace and acceptance of his current situation. "And I don't have to see that Mendez brat in 3 months?" "No." His dad leaned back in his chair and stared at him, making sure he had not missed something. "What exactly is the contract of this marriage?" "This is y

“I know you do honey. If you didn't you wouldn't have rushed into marriage” My mom still thinks that it's because of love I ended up with him. “I need to tell you something, Mom. I know you would have expected more from me but I have to tell you at least” “I and Edward had a contract marriage” She raised a brow. “I don't understand” “I saw him once at Treats, he came with Anna, a few weeks later he called me and offered me a contract. He was going to get Dad treated and offer me a good job if I married him for two years.”

A Billionaire who can help their business to prosper and be known all over the world. She tried to escape on the night of their engagement party but was unsuccessful that's why she had no choice but to enter into a contract marriage offered to her by the mysterious, heartless but handsomely cold Billionaire – Stefano Vanderbilt. Their agreement was that their marriage would only last for three years and then Stefano would help her escape and hide from her family after that. But fate turned playful on them because months passed and they realized that they were starting to have feelings for each other. Shantelle thought that she would finally be happy with her husband and their marriage, but s

"I have no business coming there; if you want to talk to someone about the contract, then talk to my wife. You can't choose to ignore her or see her in another light. She is as important as I am to the company and has the same right as I do to the company. So I want you to give her the same treatment and respect you would have given to me if I was the one representing the company." Mrs. Caldwell scoffed. "It seems you have forgotten, so let me remind you. That marriage of yours is just a contract marriage. It was done to just keep your face in society nothing more. So that request of yours is will not be granted. I won't stoop so low to administer the same right and respect I give to you to

He stood and walked around the desk slowly. “This marriage will be real on paper, but in practice, we'll keep our distance. No media circus, no fairy tale. You'll show up where I need you, smile when I asked, and in exchange, I'll clear your father name and stabilize what's left of Hargrove textiles.” Iris's jaw clenched “that's it?” “I expected you to make it harder.” “Then you're smarter than I thought,” he replied with a smirk. “My legal team will bring the contract document along once it's ready and the marriage will take place in the next ninety six hour. You'll move in immediately after the wedding.”

he asked. "Me," she confirmed. Damian looked at me, truly looked……eyes searching mine like he didn’t know what he’d done to deserve her, or if he was even allowed to feel that kind of warmth. "You weren’t supposed to marry me," he said after a moment. "I did anyway." "Even though our family said it would be a contract. A three years marriage" "And yet here I am, sitting beside you with juice at midnight." He stared at me for a long second before his lips twitched into something small, almost vulnerable.