Contract with a Billionaire

ving room, her hands clenched on the armrests of the chair. Across from her, her mother, elegant but ruthless, observed her with a mixture of impatience and triumph. His father,

Draven Blackthor

Lyana felt her heart tighten, her mind despera

ed, her voice trembling slightly

eels clicking on the marbled floor. "Don't act ignorant, Lyana . This marria

s a bargaining chip? » Lyana 's gaze darkened, her to

n is a powerful man, far more powerful than you or even this family. Their support is cr

ally think a man like him *chose* me? He only saw

ty. "It's not about your feelings or what you think. This marriage is rec

, knowing that any resistance would be useless at the moment. However, deep i

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atic billionaire, renowned for his business genius, but also for his complete lack of scruples. As she got into the elevator t

the window. Tall, impeccably dressed in a tailored black suit, Draven seemed to be the epitome of elegance and p

controlled, but with a hint of sarcas

rmchair opposite him, trying to maintain an air of indi

ce, as if weighing each word before speaki

arms. "Because my family sold their da

ssion. " Sold  ? No. I would rather say that it is a mutually beneficial exchang

. "And what exactly do yo

t confuse this marriage with romance, Miss Solhart . This is an a

he refused to show any wea

u will not refuse. Because you know, just like me, that your parents won't giv

ion came through in his tone. Lyana understood that she was f

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er room. The pages were filled with complex legal terms, but one detai

breakdown of the marriage, a colossal sum would be paid to an organization whose name was unkno

ing down her neck. Somethi

oughts. She sat up, surprised, and opened it to

miss. He insisted that you read

ng her stomach. When she opened it, she found a h

in due time. In the meantime, respect your role and do what is e

yes glistening with frustration. Did this man rea

play this game, she was ready. Bu