Contract with Mr. Devil

in his ears like an unforgiving echo. Two weeks to get married or lose everything. The

g, The chimney was burning with flames to keep t

r empire and the future CEO of Langston Holdings, would ever find himself in this

in various romance novels but right

he owned the place. His blue suit barely creased as he stretched out his legs. There w

er said quickly knowing that James wanted to te

" James said, bre

is eyes. "Found s

d a slim file folder across

se, more out of disbelief than c

a decent university. Recently laid off, drowning in student debt, and facing evictio

tion almost immediately: the photo attached to her resume. Hi

the elevator, he'd bumped into a woman in the lobby, literally. She'd dropped her phone and some crumpled papers, and he hadn'

. Charlotte

ork history, family background, medical re

ty," Oliver sa

he's the kind of girl who won't ask too many questions. Do the paperwork,

d made it clear: get married to a respectable woman or watch everything get handed

oking," Oliver murm

es said. "Means she w

ed. "I prefer

e means time, and time is t

e should be dragged into his mess. He bowed his head for som

know that I need to get this done immediately." He contin

the window and stared outside for a while.

from a very poor background and she's also very decent, which means that she must hav

up and paced to and fro, not knowing the exact

h this girl's pictures already?" "You are the one who will lose ev

man a favour because she needs the money very desperately to cu

s to see the beautiful darkening skies. He thought about what marriage meant, control, obligation, vuln

aid finally, his voi

he works part-time at a diner

and straightening his jack

r a high-net-worth client had asked her to come in for a "business proposition." She almost laughed-thought it was

e building. The receptionist, a young pretty lady, with blonde hair and fat thighs p

plimented the lady's beauty, they both smile

dshake. "I'm Mirabel, you can call me Mira." she replied as she took her hands

uite that looked more like a luxury penthouse than an office.

n she s

r Lan

did. Billionaire. Business genius. The kind of man who o

rfield," he said, not a

nfused. "Yes.

didn't bother with pleasan

eath c

nonsense. What I need is a woman who'll wear a ring, attend a few public events, smi

im, stunned. "I

nt the day we sign the marriage contract. Another million when the divorce is finalized, six mo

sked in suspicion, not knowing why he had t

e to play games." Oliver responded shar

ld speak, the door burst open. A woman storme

r!" she snapped. "She's n

d to her, confu

are you doing here, Veronica?" He scolded looking furiou

otte's. "You need to hear the tru

hest. Just now that she's considering taking t

sked, her voice bar

. "About who really sent

pation as she wanted to know what