Tycoon's Goddess Contract System Novels & Stories

I would make use of this opportunity very well, staring at him, I said, “This is new by now I would have been whacked twice across my face and probably be crying my eyes out right now. What changed Liam? I'm not asking for much, just tell me why you need me?” He sighed in frustration before saying, “I can see you have grown wings. When this is over I would break those wings with so much force it would leave scars. So I'm sure you know about my contract with Hollywood, my secretary Jason failed to go through the contract document properly. He omitted something. A Few days ago, I got an official email from Hollywood stating their preferred fashion designer my team would work with in producing

"And a monthly stipend for a private infirmary." Lucian had looked at her from across his vast desk, his dark eyes tracing her sharp cheekbones. "And what do I get, Jade? Loyalty? I can buy loyalty by the hour." "You get me," she replied flatly. "In your office. In your bed. Wherever you need a ghost that won't haunt you when the lights come on." He had slid a single sheet of paper across the desk a heartless, clinical sexual compliance contract. It was the only thing that kept her mother breathing.

"I just didn't expect to face them this fast. It’s been less than twenty-four hours since I walked out." Declan leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. "Speed is our advantage, Sienna. If we wait a week, it looks like a calculated reaction. If we do it now, it looks like a sudden impulse. The public understands impulse, especially when they think it's driven by passion." Sienna let out a short, dry laugh. She turned her head to look at him, her jaw tight. "Passion. Is that what we're calling a corporate contract?" "For the public? Yes," Declan said smoothly. "Behind closed doors, it’s a transaction. Transactions have clear rules. You follow them, you get exactly what you paid for. Are

he said nonchalantly as he exited the room. Four months had passed since Emily signed the contract with Edward Carter. After much disagreement, she considered the benefits and agreed to it. At first, Emily saw it as the end of her dreams, but as time passed she realized it was worth it. Though the contract had stated that she would be his servant. She was never treated as one. To his family she was his wife, in his office she was his personal assistant and secret wife.

And do I wish that I can conquer her with every inch of me. This woman is a goddess, and I desire her; I have a burning craving. And it is this burning craving that presses her into the wall that has now presented itself. My big strong hands are driving deep into her skin. How I wish to lift those legs and lock them around my waist. As she sees the desire craving in my eyes, she looks deep into my brown eyes and bites down on her lip “God, don’t do that.” “Why,” she softly whimpers.

“It's an interesting offer but only one person can have the goddess wolf. We can't possibly share her.” He agreed, “That's right. How about we do it this way? You take the pack and I will take the goddess wolf. “ “It's a fair deal but I don't trust you. You could change the terms of the agreement once we take over the pack.” “I wouldn't. I'm a fair man.” “Okay, we will write a contract that seals our deal and you have to promise never to use the goddess wolf against me or try to wage war with me.” He said nothing for a moment and he picked his glass of wine and smiled. “Okay, we have a deal.”

She was already used to being oppressed and could only cowardly follow orders. “Then I guess your mother hasn’t told Boss about bringing you here yet. As long as you haven’t signed a contract, you still have a chance to get out. Nyxeria doesn’t lack girls like you. This place is full of VIPs and high-ranking officials, and the monthly pay is generous. But once you sign a contract and start working here, your future will belong to money and lust.” Hina spoke calmly, as if she had grown numb to it all. Emma didn’t fully understand the inner workings of Nyxeria, but she knew one thing for sure—this was no place for someone like her.