Contract marriage: The Billionaire And I

Chapter 1

"Ahh..." Being able to breathe the beautiful air of London again is a fantastic feeling, particularly when you're brought back to exact Revenge.

"Mum, come on, move..." I glanced down to see my five-year-old daughter glaring at me in despair as she tugged at the hem of my gown. Her lips were pouting in exasperation, and her brows were wrinkled in the most beautiful manner imaginable. As I stepped off the plane, I gave her a grin and embraced her.

She tried to escape my grasp and then stated, "I'm not a baby anymore, I can walk, and I didn't ask you to carry me." In general, Aria has a lot of stubbornness. I had to give up and let her fall to the ground because the pressing had become so bad. "What's it with you, missy?" Putting my hands on my hips, I asked her. In response, she tuurns her head away from me, folds her arms, and puffs up.

Whoa! "He–hey...you forgot m–me..." Aria's twin brother was attempting to move our two baggage boxes, which were around three times his size, when I glanced up back at the plane's entryway. I gasped and started running toward him. It's amazing that I almost forgot about the less sassy one. He cried out, "No no Mum, I can do it..." as I pulled the luggage away from him. His brows lifted in a determined grimace, he tried all he could to pull them over the plane's entrance.

I just stood there and saw him display his childish perseverance. Despite my occasional curses, I thank the father for giving me these little brats. For the last five years, and because of them, they have been motivating me to never give up. I... The scratchy voice of an elderly guy says, "Move him out of the way, woman!" I begin to awaken.

Archie is quickly hoisted into my arms, out of the path of the twenty or so people waiting in line inside the plane. When Archie responded, "But mum, I already had it covered," as we were bringing the boxes down the aircraft, I just set him down next his sister and added, "Sure you did, son." Fortunately, we have made it to London. Where to stay is the next thing on our list.

I know it is ridiculous that I left New York for London without arranging where my children would live in the future. I guess that was all part of the plan, however. My buddy Lily, who lives in New York, told me about this young guy who is looking for a wife to marry him soon. His parents had been bothering him about it for a long time, so he was anxious for a marriage now to get them off his back.

I realize it seems absurd, but However, if we get married, I'm expected to meet with this guy and sign a contract that will be advantageous to both of us. I came back from New York to get even with my ex-boyfriend and younger sister for their five-year treachery. After all of my late mother's possessions, including her business, were seized from me, I had no choice but to depart since they still had more rage to inflict on me.

I subsequently found out, however, that I was carrying twins, and the most heartbreaking thing is that I don't know who their father is. I'm not to fault; Things had taken a drastic turn, and I had a one-night encounter with this lovely stranger. I was devastated and wanted a little drink to get my mind straight. To be honest, I hadn't expected to get pregnant; it was simply meant to be a happy one-night event.

However, my womb decided to fertilize it with its own sperm. Five years later, my ex and his new partner were growing wealthy every day because of my efforts, while I was still struggling with my twins in New York City. I was aware that the Williams Group of Companies was founded on my labor, but I just couldn't remain behind and continue to hear about their incredible achievements. "Mum, why are we standing here?"

Aria's little voice jolted me out of my daydream, and when I glanced down, I saw her staring at me for the third time today. Then I looked at Archie, who was just standing there watching the various individuals that were going by. I wonder why, rather than being snarky like him, she couldn't simply behave more like her age and be courteous. "Mum?" she shouted out to me once again. She was correct; why are we still standing here?

Yes, I am waiting for my future husband. Other individuals were seated there, perhaps waiting to be selected, as I glanced about. "Come on kids, let's go wait over there" I grabbed Archie's wrist and the handles of the luggage boxes and made my way to the seats, Aria following me. She refused to let me hold her, so I didn't bother. While we sat there, I dialed Lily's phone. The exact opposite is happening to us,

despite her statement that the guy will be waiting for us at the airport. "Not reachable" Oh no! I had to hold myself back from smashing the phone on the floor in rage. Why is this happening to me now? I'm starting to feel bad about the whole concept of getting even. But what can I do? As I said before, I couldn't let those crooks enjoy the rewards of my effort while my precious young darlings and I lived in poverty and misery.

And getting married is the only way I can stop it-at the very least, to show them that I wasn't a helpless group. "Ringing..." Finally! "Hey babe, are you there yet?" The moment she picked up the phone, Over the speaker, Lily's upbeat voice could be heard. "Yeah, we're here alright, but we don't see Lyon, do you mind clarifying that?" I asked her, not attempting to hide the disdain in my voice.

"Erm...about that..." I hate it when she says that. She never does anything constructive when she talks like this. I groan, "Come on, Lily, not now..." "Lyon's dead, Ava," she blurts out from the other end, and I instantly stop talking. I couldn't understand her voice. "I'm sorry I didn't get you," I said. "You heard me right, Ava. She informed me that Lyon's plane crashed, killing many people, including him, and I began to feel chills.

So one passes away in that manner? He had died by the time he was meant to meet us at the airport. I let out a long sigh, remembering my situation. "What now, Lily, I cannot afford to wait here with my little kids," I said. "I don't know now, It seems it's up to you because you're the only one there," she said with a sigh before, and my eyes widened at once. What? Are you insane for letting me handle this?"

The folks surrounding me looked at me suspiciously as I yelled at her. As if that were consoling, she went on, "I swear to find you another husband tomorrow, so you can unwind and find somewhere to stay with the kids for today." I was rolling my eyes when I saw a guy come in with several other men who I thought were his bodyguards.

I was unable to look away from him; He was so ardent and overbearing in his excitement. I couldn't stop gazing over his whole masculine look.What? "What do you mean she's backing out?" he yells at the person he was speaking to on his phone. He also has a passionate tone of anger. Where do you want me to look for a bride by tomorrow? Tell me.

I thought, "Wait, did I hear correctly?" as he yelled again. "Ava, you there?" In my ear, I heard Lily's voice. It slipped my mind that I was also talking on the phone. "Hey um... I'll call you back" "Wait wh–" I hung up before she could ask me any more questions.

Suddenly an idea struck me, and I stood up to approach the seemingly well-off guy. My hips began to wiggle more unconsciously, and I pondered if it was because he was such a stunning piece of art or because of what I was about to do. "Excuse me, sir,"

I said, and he turned, his brows still furrowed in obvious anger. "Who's she?" Instead of me, he was interrogating one of his bodyguards. But I decide to answer before the latter does. When I responded, "I'm the one willing to get married to you," he narrowed his eyes on me.