THE CONTRACT MARRIAGE

Name: THE CONTRACT MARRIAGE
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The Contract Marriage is a heartwarming romance novel about love ,trust and the power of relationships with its witty dialogue, relatable characters, and swoon - worthy romance, this novel is perfect for fans of contemporary romance. THE Contact Marriage In this heartwarming romance,Sophia Ellis ,a young event planner,finds herself in a desperate situation. With a mountain of debt and a struggle business,she agrees to a contract marriage with Alexander Thompson, a wealthy billionaire. As they navigate their fake relationship, they must confront their growing feelings for each other and decide what they truly want.will their contract marriage turn into a love that lasts a lifetime? Chapters 1: The Proposal As I stood at the altar, staring into the eyes of a mani barely knew, I couldn't help but wonder how my life had come to this. My name is Sophia Ellis , and I'm a 25 year old event planner from New York.My life was perfect or so I thought. My mother had passed away a year ago,leaving me with a mountain of debt and a struggling business. That's when Alexander Thompson, 30 year old billionaire, walk into my life. He was handsome, charming, and had a solution to all my problems. He proposed a contract marriage a fake marriage that would last for two years .During this time he would help me pay off my debt and support my business.

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Chapter 1 --- Chapter One: His Proposal, My Sacrifice .

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Chapter 1 --- Chapter One: His Proposal, My Sacrifice .

...... As I stood at the altar, staring into the piercing gaze of a man I barely knew, a single thought echoed in my mind-how did my life come to this?.

. My name is Sophia Ellis, and just a year ago, I thought my life was perfect. I was building my dream as an event planner in New York, living a modest but fulfilling life. But when my mother passed away, everything crumbled. She left behind mountains of debt, and no matter how hard I worked, I couldn't stay afloat. My business was on the verge of collapse, and I was drowning in bills with no way out. Then came Alexander Thompson. A thirty-year-old billionaire with a reputation as ruthless as he was charming. Our paths should never have crossed, but when they did, he offered me a way out-a contract marriage. Two years. That was the deal. In exchange, he would settle my debts, fund my business, and give me financial security. But as I stood before him, dressed in white, my hands trembling as I clutched my bouquet, reality hit me harder than ever. This wasn't love. This wasn't a fairy tale. This was a transaction. I forced a breath, glancing at Alexander. He was the picture of confidence-tall, impeccably dressed, his expression unreadable. To him, this was just another business deal. But for me? This was my sacrifice. As the officiant spoke, asking me to vow myself to a man I barely knew, I hesitated. My heart pounded, screaming for me to run. But then I thought of my mother's hospital bills, the debt collectors, the business I had poured my soul into. I had no choice. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I lifted my chin and met Alexander's gaze. "I do." And just like that, my fate was sealed. -

... The moment the words left my lips, a heavy silence settled over the room. There were no familiar faces in the crowd. No teary-eyed relatives, no childhood friends whispering excitedly in the pews-just a sea of strangers in designer suits, their expressions unreadable. They weren't here for me. They were here for him. I barely felt the weight of the ring as Alexander slid it onto my finger. It was stunning-an oval-cut diamond set in platinum, worth more than I could ever dream of affording. To everyone watching, this was a perfect wedding. A billionaire's grand love story. If only they knew the truth. "You may kiss the bride." The words echoed in my ears, sending a nervous jolt through me. My grip tightened around the bouquet as I turned toward the man I had just married. Alexander Thompson. Thirty years old. Billionaire. Powerful. Untouchable. And now, my husband. He didn't hesitate. His hand found my waist, pulling me close. My breath hitched as his lips brushed against mine-firm, controlled, calculated. It was supposed to be for show, just a meaningless press of lips, but he lingered for a second longer than necessary. Long enough to make my stomach twist. Long enough to make me forget, just for a moment, that this wasn't real. Then it was over. Alexander pulled away with practiced ease, his face unreadable except for the faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. As if he knew exactly what he was doing. As if he enjoyed watching me squirm. "Mrs. Thompson," he murmured. The name sent a chill down my spine. My stomach clenched, but I forced myself to stay composed. Applause erupted around us. Camera flashes flickered like fireflies, reporters already preparing their headlines. Billionaire Alexander Thompson Marries Mystery Bride in Private Ceremony. I felt his fingers tighten slightly around mine. "Smile, Sophia," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "The world is watching." So I did. I smiled. I played my role. Because from this moment on, my life was no longer mine.