Alex needs an heir to inherit his grandfather's property, but he is determined to avoid any relationships or marriage after a terrible breakup with his ex-girlfriend. Despite trying everything, he can't find a suitable woman to give him an heir. Desperate, Alex decides to search for her himself. He meets Mia, who is desperate for something Alex promises to provide, but only if she agrees to give him a baby. Mia accepts the proposal, but their plan doesn't unfold as they had anticipated. Will they eventually marry, or will Mia leave with his heir and pursue her own path?
The noise of pages turning was the only sound heard in the room until there was a sigh. It was a sign of tiredness that had left his lips, unable to take in the situation.
"So, there is no other way to get the property?" he asked, looking at the lawyer with a cold expression.
The lawyer smiled nervously, glancing at the person sitting beside the cold man. "No," he replied meekly, not wanting to upset him because he was very well capable of destroying him.
"Read that clause again," he ordered, leaning back in his chair and staring at him intensely.
The lawyer fumbled through the pages before getting to that clause and reading it out loudly. "Transfer my entire property, which includes mansions, farmhouses, my companies, 50% of the money in my international account to Alexander Ian and the remaining 50% to the less privileged, but only after it is made sure that he has a son or daughter of his own," the lawyer read out.
"If at all he remains single, all of my property must be transferred to the orphanage home." He completed reading the clause, and glanced at the man in front of him.
Alexander stated, "From what I have understood from this clause, he nowhere has mentioned that I should get married or have a wife or get settled. So that means he only wished for me to have an heir to the family. Am I right?" The lawyer's eyes widened at how he had interpreted the situation.
This man was surely crude and evil.
"But he has mentioned that if you remain single, then you won't get anything. So doesn't that mean-" the lawyer said, but stopped, knowing there was no need to finish the sentence.
"I won't obviously be single after I have a son or a daughter. That does not mean I have to get into any relationship or, worse, get married, right?" he raised his eyebrow, daring the lawyer to defy him.
Alex surely knew how to twist the situation to his favour. His friend beside him shook his head and sighed, knowing how stubborn he was.
"I'll surely have an heir to this empire, and once that is fulfilled, you will do the needful." he pointed at the papers, his eyes on the lawyer who nodded, gulping the saliva stuck in his throat.
Once the lawyer scurried out of the room, Alex smirked, relaxing on his chair. His grandfather was smart, but he was smarter because he was his grandson.
"Alexander, are you sure this is all going to turn out beneficial for you? I mean, do you think you'll be able to find such a woman who will agree to give you a baby and want nothing in return?" his friend asked, and Alex smirked yet again.
"Mark, I know you are concerned for me, and I appreciate that, but there is no one in this world who would want nothing in return. They will surely want something, maybe money or something else, and as long as she is willing to give me what I want, I will give her whatever she wants in return," he concluded, playing with the cube in his hand.
"Alright, but I even doubt you will find such a woman who will, firstly, agree to such a thing, and even if she does, then do you think a mother can give away her own child?" Mark pointed out the obvious, and Alex's eyes darted towards him.
"She will have to, and that is why there will be a written contract which she will be signing so that later on in the future, I won't have to deal with such nauseating dramas." He rolled his eyes, and Mark carefully watched his friend, who seemed determined to do what he wanted to.
He shrugged in defeat, having nothing to say anymore as it was of absolutely no use. Alex was going to have his ways and would never stop for anyone, and that is who Alexander Ian was.
After Mark left, he also had a company to run, Alex called in his secretary the next instant.
"Yes, sir?" His secretary stood in front of him after being allowed to enter inside.
Alex said nothing for a few minutes, which made the secretary uncomfortable. This was him. He had this aura to make people uneasy with just his silence, and his steely eyes would make their skin crawl.
"I want you to make a contract, the details of which will be dictated to you later. But right now, find a list of girls ready to marry me. And I want it quick." He clicked his fingers, and the next second, his secretary was out of his office with hurried steps.
Twenty minutes later, he was back in his cabin with the list, and he had to say he was impressed because the list was about ten pages long.
"Start calling them tomorrow. I will meet the suitable ones, and the rest, the next day, that is, if I don't find the suitable one. Now, the contract. Write it down now and make it fast because I won't repeat myself. Also, the typed version of this should be on my desk at the end of the day."
The poor guy fumbled with his notepad and pen because Alexander Ian had already started dictating. Half an hour later, he was done, and as he glanced at George, his secretary, he found him grinning at the notepad.
"If I find a single error in the typed document, needless to say, keep your belongings packed already because the termination letter will be on your desk." At his remark, George's face paled, and he gulped.
"There won't be a single mistake, sir." He tried to be confident but failed, and before he could say more, Alex was already dismissing him with a wave.
For the second time, George almost sprinted out of there as if saving his life from a monster. It was true; he was a monster to his employees and a devil to the entire world. The only one who could see him as a human was Mark, his best friend.
Four hours later, the contract was on Alex's desk, and a nervous-looking George stood before him. Alex glanced at him and then picked up the contract. George wanted to run away at that very moment. Although he had checked and rechecked the contract almost ten times, he was still apprehensive.
"Did you recheck it?" Alex asked.
"Yes, sir, ten times." George kept his mouth shut after that, not wanting to say anything stupid.
"Good. You can leave." Just four words, and George felt all the tension leaving his body. He had never felt this relaxed in his entire life. And somewhere, a little part of him was beaming at the praise.
He moved out and typed a reminder on his phone about calling about twenty girls tomorrow for the interview to be his boss's wife. He already prayed for the one who would be the 'lucky girl.'
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it allāfrom standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didnāt return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachelās terminal illness and realized she didnāt have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancĆ© ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, āDo you think you deserve it?ā Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, āMarry me?ā
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"