Isabella sat in the receptionist area of the hospital st John's Hospital with tears streaming down her eyes. She Needed $150,000 Dollars to save her dying brother. With no help in sight, she decides to take up Sabastian's offer. Marrying Sabastian a ruthless and rude billionaire was her only option to save her brother's life. Sabastian doesn't believe in marriage but he needs a fake marriage to secure a multi-million dollar contract that will save his dying company. A Contract is signed with Isabella. A marriage of Convenience. No strings attached. After 6 months they are free to go their separate ways Life with Sabastian was a life of hell, he goes through life with an intense glare and only caring about himself not minding who he hurts. He proved to be the be worse than the devil himself. She found comfort in the hands of Sabastian's brother who falls in love with her and propose to marry her at the end of the 6 months contract with Sabastian What will happen when Sabastian finds out that his brother has fallen in love with his wife after one night of passion, just when he started to feel something for her? Would he let his brother have his wife and let go of his feelings? Will Sabastian open up about his feelings for her or would he let her go after the end of their contract?
ISABELLA
I stood in front of St John's Hospital, with Tears streaming down my cheeks, I screamed her lungs out.
"Why?"
"Why me"
In less than a year, I had lost Both parents. I am about to lose my baby brother if I don't get $150,000 fast.
Everything was happening so fast. I was having breakfast with Jason earlier that day when he began to lose his breath. I thought it was one of his mischievous pranks.
Jason was fond of playing terrible pranks on me. Though he had earlier complained about shortness of breath and squeezing in the chest, But, I didn't expect it would be this serious.
The doctor had told me that Jason's case was critical and he needed a surgery fast or he would died in Three weeks.
Where do I get $150,000 from?
Biting My lower lips softly and trying to stop the tears from flowing and ruining my makeup further, I gave in.
I never wanted to but I had to give Jessica's advice a try.
I am Scared
Scared of what he would think of me.
But, I need to give it a try. I have a lot to lose if I don't. Jason is the only family I have left. I can't bear losing him now.
No! Not again.
I close my eye, twisting chestnut hair and murmuring in Remembrance of the tall, handsome man I met at the party Jessica and I went to last week.
He was a bit mysterious but rich. He was sitting by the corner all by himself looking lost.
Jessica and I had been checking him out. She noticed him looking at me consistently and asked that I go say Hi.
I thought I had landed myself a rich hot boyfriend until he told me that I wasn't his type rudely
Gosh! How rude of him. Who the fuck does he think he is? I was so embarrassed.
I thought that was all and was making my way back to Jessica in Shame when he drew me back and placed a Contract in my hands and said "Marry me".
He's a fucking lunatic who has no idea on how to treat a woman.
The ringing sound of my phone jerked me back to reality. With Jason being sick, I don't need the thought of a man flooding my head.
With a sigh, I hissed and decided to give him a call. I was glad I took his card.
Ring, Ring, the phone kept on ringing for a while with no response. I decided to try again and he picked when it rang the second time.
He... hello, I shuttered. Shit!
"Yes?" His deep husky voice booms into the phone making me self conscious of what I was about to do.
"Who's this?" He asked harshly.
My name is Isabella, we met at the club last week. I have been thinking about your offer, I would accept on one condition...
"Come to my office now" he instructs sharply.
Before I could reply, he dropped the phone rudely, leaving me staring at the phone and taking deep sharp breaths to calm my nerves.
I just hope he is in a good mood when I meet him.
I picked my bags and exit the hospital building, striding at a fast pace to get to the bus station.
When I got to his office, I didn't except it to be this beautiful.
The office area of QuantumSynergy Solutions in New York exudes a modern and dynamic atmosphere. The open-concept workspace is bathed in natural light, with sleek glass partitions creating a sense of transparency and collaboration.
Strategically placed indoor plants add a touch of greenery, enhancing the overall ambiance. The color palette is a mix of cool blues and neutral tones, creating a calm and professional environment.
State-of-the-art technology is seamlessly integrated throughout the office, with interactive displays facilitating collaborative meetings and brainstorming sessions.
A central lounge area offers a casual space for employees to unwind, with modern furniture and vibrant accent colors.
I started walking toward the receptionist, but before I could get there, I saw him. Looking like one of the fallen angels in his tuxedo, roaring orders to his P.A.
His eyes went straight to me, he hestenly walked towards me with a smirk on his lips and said "so you came?"
I wanted to wipe off that smirk with a resounding slap but, I needed his help. Jason life is more important right now.
"Follow me" He said sharply.
He led me to his office, Went over to his sit and started writing on a piece of paper with his laptop open in front of him.
"Sit" he commands after a while and I flop to the chair opposite his large desk filled with paper works
"What were you saying on the phone?" He stares at me deeply with a harsh glare.
I swallow a lump, Scolding myself mentally for wasting my time thinking about how handsome he was, instead of what to say.
"I will accept your contract but on one condition".
Silence falls.
He Isn't saying anything and it makes me look up. Why is he silent? Is he reconsidering his offer? Why is he staring at me with his two hands below his jaw?
I decided to continue. "I need a Favor please", fidgeting with my fingers. "My brother needs to be operated because of a heart issue, the doctor wants me to deposit some money.
"How much?" He cuts me short in impatience.
I exhaled deeply and muttered a prayer under my breath before saying, "I need $150,000".
Just right after the word left my lips, the door flung open.
"Honeyyyyy, I backkkk"
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