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Bound by Contract, Freed by Love

Bound by Contract, Freed by Love

Scott Franklin
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Elena Hart is a genius scientist mired in debt and can't even afford her mother's life-saving surgery. Her rescuer can only be one man: Dominic Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire who doesn't believe in love but needs a wife for some mysterious reason that Elena can't fathom. When he offers to marry her for a relaxed, contractual wedding in exchange for paying off her debts, she signs on. What begins as a bargain slowly becomes something more when both of them begin questioning one another's faith, battling foes, and fighting emotions they had not expected. However, love's journey is not one to be taken lightly. With lies revealed, the foes closing in, and open wounds biting back, they must decide if love can conquer any pact.

Modern Forced love CEO Contract marriage Age gap Arrogant/Dominant Romance Runaway bride Arranged marriage CEO
Chapter 100 Elena's POV
12-15 11:16

Chapter 1 Elena's POV

I grip the steering wheel hard as my mom quietly gasps beside me. Her sweaty hand encloses around mine. "Nurse, please," she says in a tiny voice. "I'm so scared."

"I know, Mom," I reply, trying to be ultracalm. "Breathe."

The light is green. I speed down the city streets, my heart racing. I look over at the envelope on the passenger seat-hospital bill for undergoing the procedure, ten pages of numbers that I simply cannot afford.

Later, in the hospital waiting room, I sit next to her bed in a chair. A nurse staples an IV tube into the bend of her elbow. I grasp her hand in mine.

"It will be fine," I say to him, my voice shaking.

Dr. Mercer enters and opens the door. He looks at me. "Elena, the surgery is tomorrow morning. I wanted to let you know that it is not without risk."

"I know," I answer. "Thanks, Doctor."

Mom squeezes her hand around mine. I give a fake smile.

I am waiting at the Grand Arcadia Hotel that evening for a benefit gala. I possess one white gown, nearly frayed at the seams. I loiter beside one of the pillars, grasping a glass of bubbly water.

A journalist approaches. "Ms. Hart, your service in the clinic is heroic. Let me ask you, how does it feel to be recognized tonight."

I swallow. "I'm simply doing my job."

She nods on, talking on. I scan the room. Crystal chandeliers suspended like stars in mid-air. Money occupies every seat. Men in tuxedos. Women with jewels around their necks and wrists. I am not part of them.

And I see him. Dominic Blackwood, standing across the room. He's talking to VIPs. Tall, dark coat, aura of power. Clenched jaw. No smile. No lean-in. Just standing and listening.

A waiter walks by with hors d'oeuvres. I pilfer one of the shrimp. The doctor's estimate is searing a hole in my pocket. I breathe evenly.

And then I am heading toward the ladies' room. My heels are clicking along marble. I check my face. I finger my hair. Shaking fingers.

The door behind me opens. "Miss Hart?"

I turn around. He is standing there. Dominic Blackwood. He holds out his hand.

"Mr. Blackwood," I say, soft voice.

"Call me Dominic, okay." His tone is easy. "May I come in?"

I move aside. He enters and closes the door. The space is small, dimly lit. Mirrors reflect our faces. I'm trapped in his eyes.

"I watched you tonight," he says. "You're here in the interest of healthcare, are you?"

I nod. "I work for the Hart Clinic."

He looks at me. "That is your last name?"

I smooth my hair. "Yes."

He opens a black leather folder. There's a document inside. It is thick. Pages and pages of typed text.

"I want to help you," he says. "I'll cover your mother's surgery costs."

I gape. "I-I can't accept that."

He holds up a hand. "There's a condition. Read it."

I take the folder and flip through it. Two pages of lawyer's terminology. Payments he will make for all medical care. And in exchange, a two-year contract marriage. No divorce. No children on a rider if he desires them. Public appearances as a couple. He will give me a position at his law firm.

I lean back. "Why do this?"

He shrugged. "Because I can. And because I want to know whether you're real."

I falter. "A marriage contract? I'm not a gold digger."

He gazes at me. "I know."

My heart is pounding. I walk over to the sink and splashed cold water onto my face. Breathe. Breathe.

"Do you want me to marry you?" I whisper.

"Yes," he says. "It's a contract. Two years. I pay your bills. You keep my name out of jail."

I flip through the pages. "I should have a lawyer."

He shakes his head. "You've got one hour to choose. If you sign on, sign here."

He points to a line for a signature.

I look at the blank space, then back at my mom in bed. I think about the bills that won't get paid. I think about her smile in exchange.

"I need a minute."

He nods and backs away. Quiet swallows me up.

I shake as I sign. I sign. Elena Hart.

He closes the folder zip and he takes it. He smiles once-brief, almost hidden.

". Thanks," he says. "I'll try to take care of all of that. Your mother will be okay."

I lean on her shaking legs. My world whirls.

He holds out his arm. I grasp it. We leave the restroom.

Outside, evening continues on. People laugh. People dance. People raise their charity bids. I walk beside him, as if all eyes are upon us. Whispers pass.

"Where are you going?"

"To the car. You need rest."

{I glance at the valet stand. He leads me past white-draped tables and past a string quartet. A waiter shouts my name. He puts on the flute of champagne in my hand. I spill it. Glass shatters.

Dominic stoops and reaches to help us. He puts on top of my hand, extracting slivers of glass. He holds my hand firmly, but not painfully.".

"Watch where you step," he says to me.

I nod.

He opens the valet driver's door. I get in. My head is spinning. He gets in the driver's seat. We drive through city streets in silence. My phone rings. I ignore it.

We arrive in a nice black car parked outside. He tips the driver. I get out.

We approach the door of a townhouse. A butler opens it. He takes me to a small suite. Single bed, desk, closet. Suitcase on the ground.

"This is yours for two years," Dominic tells me. "You will have your mother's bills paid. I will handle it. You report to work at my office tomorrow at nine."

I swallow. "And then what?"

He puts away his phone. "Then you do your part. Public events, dinner, company events. I will present you as my wife."

My stomach coils. "A fake wife."

He reclines. "A contract wife."

I look around the room. Chaste, but tidy. My heartbeat pounds in my ears.

"Will I be living here full-time?" I ask.

He looks at his watch. "Yes."

I nod. "I should call my mother."

He gives me a phone. "She's been waiting to hear from you. I told the hospital you'll be paying for the treatment."

Tears cut through my eyes. I call the hospital. The nurse answers.

"Elena? Oh God."

I gag. "She's covered. Everything's covered."

"Praise God," the nurse says.

I hang up the phone and glance at Dominic. "Thanks."

He smiles. "Sleep tight."

I walk into the tiny bathroom to splatter water across my face. I gaze at myself in the mirror. My eyes are bloodshot. I pat my cheeks.

By the time I return, he is standing by the window. City lights twinkle there.

He turns to me. "You did a very brave thing."

I swallow. "I had no other option."

He moves closer. "You did. You saved your mother."

I gaze at the floor. "Yes."

He extends his hand. "Come."

I place my hand in it. He sits beside me on the bed.

"Tomorrow, we start," he says.

I get into bed and stare at the ceiling. My mind is reeling with questions.

"What if I am not good enough?" I whisper.

"You won't," he says.

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Bound by Contract, Freed by Love
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Chapter 1 Elena's POV

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Chapter 2 Dominic's POV

22/06/2025

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Chapter 3 Elena's POV

22/06/2025

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Chapter 4 Dominic's POV

22/06/2025

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Chapter 5 Elena's POV

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Chapter 6 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 7 Elena's POV

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Chapter 8 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 9 Elena's POV

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Chapter 10 Dominic's POV

04/07/2025

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Chapter 11 Elena's POV

15/09/2025

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Chapter 12 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 13 Elena's POV

17/09/2025

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Chapter 14 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 15 Elena's POV

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Chapter 16 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 17 Elena's POV

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Chapter 18 Dominic's POV

22/09/2025

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Chapter 19 Elena's POV

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Chapter 20 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 21 Elena's POV

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Chapter 22 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 23 Elena's POV

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Chapter 24 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 25 Elena's POV

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Chapter 26 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 27 Elena's POV

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Chapter 28 Dominic's POV

02/10/2025

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Chapter 29 Elena's POV

03/10/2025

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Chapter 30 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 31 Elena's POV

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Chapter 32 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 33 Elena's POV

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Chapter 34 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 35 Elena's POV

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Chapter 36 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 37 Elena's POV

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Chapter 38 Dominic's POV

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Chapter 39 Elena's POV

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Chapter 40 Dominic's POV

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