Contract:
This contract is entered by and between:
Caterina Mari Santelli of Upper East Side, New York, United States of America
Represented by Atty. Donald Gonzalez
And
Lucas De Marchi of Boston, Massachusetts, United States of America
Represented by Atty. Stefano Elcorudo
The term of the agreement shall begin October 15, 2015 until the day they both unanimously sign out.
In this relationship, they agree to:
GENERAL
Section A.1
Both parties fully agree to be married by contract only and this fact shall be kept from the public.
Section A.2
Both parties agree to keep their personal problems separate from the relationship.
Section A.3
Both parties shall be allowed to take time for themselves as individuals (whether alone, with friends, or with separate vacation).
Section A.4
Both parties are obliged to attend any form of gathering that will benefit the public reputation of the relationship.
Section A.5
Both parties agree not to keep any secret pertaining to treasonous attempts with each other's business and or life.
Section A.6
Both parties agree that the contract of marriage is limited from the public eye. Any personal choices, activities or agenda shall be allowed so long as it benefits the relationship reputation.
Section A.7
Both parties are not allowed to make any unnecessary public humiliation for the other person.
Section A.8
Any form of harassment, whether private or public, shall result in a legal lawsuit, termination of contract and a fine of 50 million US dollars.
Section A.9
Both parties agree to merge legal and illegal businesses with an equal share of profits, interest as well as debts.
Section A.10
Other properties such as Land, Plant, Property, etc. are to be shared among the party throughout the duration of the contract only.
HEALTH & HYGIENE
Section B.1
Both parties are expected to look their best in terms of pleasing each other as well as the public.
Section B.2
Both parties should have a weekly visit to the doctor concerning all kinds of health (physical, mental, dental, etc.).
Section B.3
Both parties should be physically fit and any health related problems occurring shall be dealt with urgently.
SEXUAL INTERCOURSE
Section C.1
Both parties, despite the pretend marriage, cannot force another to have sexual intercourse.
Section C.2
Both parties should be considered clean and clear of AIDS, HIV and other Sexually Transmitted Diseases or have had recent check ups. If not, usage of condoms is a must.
Section C.3
Ligation is strictly prohibited. However, contraceptives such as condoms, pills and shots are advisable. Once pregnant, the carrier is not given the right to abort unless unanimously agreed upon.
Section C.4
Safewords are to be respected.
Investments
Section D.1
Both parties are to invest 1 billion dollars each in cash or credit.
Section D.2
Both parties are to invest land of at least 3000 acres.
Note: Violation of the said agreement shall result in surrendering of all assets invested in the contract to the other partner.
OTHERS
Signed:
Lucas De Marchi & Caterina Mari Santelli
Name:Lucas Montevecchi De MarchiAge:28Birthdate:Novembre16, 1987Birthplace:ItalyOrigin:ItalianCurrent City:Boston, MassachusettsCurrentCountry:United States of AmericaEye Color:BlueHair Color:Dark BrownHeight:6' ft.Occupation:CEO; De Marchi Merchandise Father's Name:Gerlando De Marchi (Alive)Mother's Maiden Name:Aurelia Montevecchi (Alive) Serious Medical Issues:Mild Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder (OCPD; In therapy)
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