A Contract Marriage Our Bodies Love Novels & Stories

The elevator beeped and opened almost immediately he got out of the elevator and Crystal came running just behind. It was a hassle to keep up with his pace while handling her very big gown, especially now that they are all alone. “What makes that so? It’s against every law, even the law of common sense.” She schooled him as she hastens her strides to keep up with him; it was almost like a small run. “A contract is an agreement between two people; it’s not something just you can decide.” She watched his upper lip curve into a small smirk. “I was hoping we would agree, without you bringing law and common sense into this.” He stopped in front of a giant oak door and he punched in some sort of c

​“What makes you think I need your help?” ​“Because you do. Let's call it a marriage of convenience. I scratch your back, you scratch mine,” he added. ​I opened the contract and began reading the clauses, but something caught my attention. It stated that my body belonged to him. ​“This is ridiculous,” I said between clenched teeth, but he simply shrugged. ​“You don't have a choice. It's going to happen either way, so don't feel flattered.” He sure knew how to talk down to someone.

But we stood strong, our love serving as a shield against their arrows of doubt and judgment. The path was not without its obstacles, but we faced them together. With each hurdle, our love grew stronger, our resolve unyielding. We had discovered a love that transcended the boundaries of society, and we were willing to fight for it. As the days turned into months, our bond deepened. The contract marriage that had brought us together had become a distant memory, replaced by a love that defied conventions and expectations. We had found our own path, and with it, a happiness that was uniquely ours.

“I’m doing it because you are my wife. We’re married.” “That’s bullsh*t. I know that this body and you had only gotten married because you were both broken-hearted on the day of each of your marriages.” Angelo couldn’t understand how Mark’s brain cells work and began to ponder. “How a person can marry someone he doesn’t love and demand- that said wife- to share a bed with him. That perverted b*st*rd is nuts. He’s crazy and ridiculous.” “Although our marriage is just on paper. We’ve signed a contract that we should act as a married couple.” Mark tried to retort while he began to sit uprightly; since he felt that the pain in his lower body had subsided a little.

I decided just to hand her our marriage certificate and the contract so I went straight to my room. She scolded for being careless I almost forgot about the presence of our new servants. We took some pictures of our contract she doesn't even bother to read it first I added alot of my terms and conditions. I tore it apart and crumbles it to ball so I can easily burn it later. I ask her to get ready as we have to go to her place It's her turn to introduce me to her parents. I go downstairs and burn our contract at the sink and I wait for her at the couch as I was reading the article about our marriage I saw her walking down and her exposed skin make me gulped.

“What does that mean mommy? Come on tell me” “That they will enforce the 'Marriage Contract' as soon as possible. Luna gets up with a crying face. “There's no mommy. Not that"! “Forgive me my daughter, but there is no way your father can refuse. This contract was signed many years ago and we all knew that one day it would happen”. Luna cries and does not accept the situation. “Mom helps me. I don't want to marry a stranger I don't love." “I cannot my soul”.

I snapped and would have continued if I hadn't been interrupted. "What the hell is this nonsense?!" Chloe screeched. "Nathan, tell me what the fuck is going on, right now!" Mahn, I was doomed. Noah had been right. I should have taken care of things with Lily immediately after I had signed the damn marriage contract. Frankly, I hadn't been willing to let Lily go. I was so sure my marriage with Chloe would be sour and would not last. Lily was a wonderful mistress. Damn, she was hot and naughty and everything I had wanted in a woman.

Faith asked to fill the awkward silence. "Obviously. Kalen, my one, and I have wanted a baby for a long time." "What's a 'one'?" Faith asked. "Well, vampires don't marry; they have soul mates. When you find your soul mate, you mark each other, claiming them as yours, and you as theirs. They are your One, forever and ever. Infidelity is a crime punishable by death. When you have found your One you are called 'bonded' vampires, and become more powerful now that you are united with your other half. Also any normal vampire can only create offspring with their One, however royalty are obviously more powerful and can reproduce with anyone." Katherine explained calmly as if she were just talking ab

This is a new beginning for you and your husband" She said, playing with my chin, while I only fake a smile. What did Mira know? She had no idea that my marriage was a loveless arrangement, a contract that explicitly excluded pregnancy. And now, I was carrying a child, violating the terms of our agreement. I had no idea what the consequences of breaking the contract would be, but I knew they wouldn't be good. My mind raced with fear and uncertainty, wondering what lay ahead.

When he finished, she nodded slowly, more like she had an idea. “I would suggest a contract marriage, considering the short duration. I believe it would work if you both played your parts well.” Ryan's eyes widened with joy as he leaned back, feeling relaxed; he would have never thought of such a great idea, it was logical. But it was just the perfect idea to satisfy his grandfather’s demands without compromising his desires. “A contract marriage,” he repeated with a smile. It sounded easy on the surface. But could he trust anyone enough to pull this off without it blowing up in his face? He’d seen enough marriages crumble—and he was already emotionally bankrupt. But there was no better opti