Romans & histoires Devil Ceo's Contract Lover Eng Sub

"I'd call it prostitution with extra steps." Something flashed in his eyes: anger, maybe, or surprise that I'd speak to him so bluntly. Then it was gone, replaced by that cool, calculated gaze. "Take the contract home," he said, his voice even. "Read through it. If there are terms you want to negotiate, we can discuss them." I glanced down at the folder still clutched in my hands. "And the sex part?" "That's non-negotiable." The finality in his tone sent another unwelcome wave of heat through my body. "Think about it, Olivia. Five million dollars. Your father's surgery. Your brothers' needs are taken care of. All your debts wiped clean."

He dug his fingers into the sofa cushions, his hips reflexively moving to meet Darren’s possessive strokes. The boundaries of the contract had dissolved. In the darkness of that private cinema, Ezra no longer cared whether this was merely a fifty-million-rupiah transaction. All he knew was that his body and soul were now entirely trapped within the devilish obsession of Darren Wijaya. The room filled with the sounds of friction and ragged breathing until they finally reached a shattering climax together, just as the ambient lights dimmed back to black. The Eye in the Dark Yet, behind the illusory beauty and burning passion inside the penthouse, a massive danger was lurking from the darkness

Carlos's POV I watched her hand tremble as she slid the signed contract across the ebony table. The ink of her initials E.B. still glistened, and the sight of it sent a dark thrill straight through my veins. She was mine. One hundred million dollars' worth of fire and fear and reluctant beauty, now bound to me in black and white. The deal was done. She completely belonged to the Devil now.

"Does he work you too hard? A woman like you shouldn’t be wasting her nights on spreadsheets. You should be draped in diamonds and tucked away in a bed somewhere private." Marcus leans closer, his voice dropping to a foul, intimate whisper. "If you ever get tired of being an assistant, my door is always open. I’m much better at... appreciation... than Ashcroft is." In a flash, Dominic’s hand snaps up from his lap. He catches Marcus’s wrist in a bone-crushing grip. "Her name is Ms. Voss to you," Dominic growls, a low, vibrating sound that makes Rhea’s blood run cold. "And if you touch her again, I won’t just take your shares in the merger. I’ll take your hand."

My other hand rests on the bar, caging her. “Problem here?” I ask the man, voice ice. He pales. “No, Mr. Voss. Just congratulating your beautiful wife.” “She doesn’t need your congratulations.” I press my hardening cock against her ass discreetly. “She has everything she needs right here.” The man excuses himself fast. Sophia elbows me lightly. “Jealous, Voss? I thought this was all fake.” I nip her earlobe. “Nothing about you is fake to me anymore. That contract says one year. But this…” I slide my hand lower, dangerously close to slipping under the slit of her dress, “this is real. You’re real. And I don’t share what’s mine.”

— H O O R — Recap:- I scoff, “Husband,” not answering him anything. “Yes, husband! And the sooner you get this thing in your head, the less trouble will be for both of us.” Oh? Watching him through the corner of my eye as I find him scrolling down through his mobile, I mutter, “I know. No need to tell again and again. I have read the contract carefully. Don't mistake me for a child.” My reply seems to irk him because then, I hear him growling under his breath. “What's the problem with reining this tongue?” He complains, “Itna kyu bolti ho?”

I thought to myself. “One day of pretense in exchange for an open cheque that would clear off my debts once and for all.” I contemplated for a moment, taking a deep breath, “I’ll do it…” I sighed. Mr Leonardo adjusted on his seat, extending a hand to me. I instinctively took the hand. As I shook Mr Leonardo’s hand, a smirk crept across his face and I instantly realized, I had just signed a contract with the devil. “Again, no one must know about this.” He said,

she spat distastefully like I had just said the most ridiculous thing ever. “Well, I refuse! I refuse to play the role of your good little mistress that will stay put and do exactly what you tell her to do! I am not Charlotte, Hudson! You better look closely, I am Valerie. Valerie Ann Marie Hernandez, CEO of De Hernandez Dreamz and sole heiress of the Hernandez fortune!” She announced proudly, rising her head high as she walked up to me defiantly. Her green orbs boring into my angry ones as she spat the next words in my face. “I can never, will never and absolutely do not approve of been reduced to playing mistress for an ignorant man such as yourself! If that is all you have to offer to me

The two of them stood awkwardly for a while, allowing the message to sink in to them. "That is Mr. Oscar Fernando, the CEO of grazec group of companies. He was the major figure which was needed to approve this contract signing and he surprisingly came today" Adrian said, looking at Ashleigh for her reaction. Ashleigh who was already unsettled with everything, just let out a quiet 'oh'. "So that means my job here is done then" she voiced out quietly as she left , walking past the chefs and Tara and leaving the room with a silent click of the door.

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