A Deal With The Billionaire: A Contract Marriage

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after completing his check-ins at the counter. He was texting Benjamin so he would finalize the whole proposal plans. He dragged his box and motioned towards t

h device. He turned on a song title ‘Ghost by Justin Bieber.’ This song has been a source of inspiration to him since the proposal

n and the quest to win her over for a lifetime commitment. He has made up his mind to spend forever with Jessica a long time ago. This bold step he was about to take would be a new beginning. And a decision that would change his life forever. “I hope you like this,

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man in his seventies who handed him the keys to the apartment. “I had my boys clean the whole place. Everything is set.” The man who had introd

ined it to be! Everything is working out as planned. And I am sure Jessica would love it!’ Christopher gasped in excitement. ‘I told you they would deliver well! Mr Thomas has been a proposal planner for years now!’ Benjamin replied. ‘What else do I need to do now?’ Christopher paced the room. ‘Call her.’ Benjamin answered. ‘You are right. But I need to go over to her place then bring her back her in the evening for the main proposal.’ ‘Why not invite her over now?’ Benjamin asked. ‘She might be busy at work. And I need to play around with my woman to set us in the proposal mood.’ Christopher chuckled. ‘Oh! You need to hit on

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er sat up abruptly and checked his wrist watch. “Damn it!” He stood up from the couch and dragged the box along to the bedroom. In preparation for his visit to Jessica’s house, he had t

r. “Hi babe.” Jessica sounded the usual way. “How are you?” Christopher asked. “I just got back from a trip with my boss. We visited a few local areas. I am so tired.” Jessica yawned. “Oh! Sorry babe. So do you need me around?” Christopher as

ake you scream my name. I can give you a slow massage while I thrust into you from behind.” He teased her. “Shit! You just made my panties wet. Stop playing with me, Christopher Crawford.” Jessica heaved a sigh of frustration. “Guess what?” “What?” “I just told you to make a guess.” He chuckled. “You are swamped with files at the office.” She said. “It’s far from it. Try again, baby doll.” “You signed off a new deal.” She tried again. “No.” “I can’t try again. I never guess right.” Jessica gru

me!” “I am damn serious, Jess. I will be at your place in ten minutes.” He laughed. “I won’t believe until I see you. The time starts now.” Jessica disconnected the call before Christopher could say his next words. He already knew Jessica won’t believe that he is in Idaho. She chose not to believe because