A Contractual Couple Again Romane & Geschichten

“The first time you meet your future partner.” Kelvin’s brows knotted. Usually, his confused face would bring a ghost of a smile to her lips, but a sliver of annoyance wiggled up her spine. Leila hated to be his second option, but she didn’t think she had a right to protest, since this was just a contractual obligation. To him, she would only be his contract wife, the one who came after the one he truly loved got away.

This is not what we talked about! Raising the pieces of paper in the mid-air showing it to him, hysterically breathing as I face him. "Marriage contract? Are you out of your mind!?" I said hysterically, this is not right! I will not marry someone I don't love! it may sound cliche but I am not stupid enough to agree on this!

He didn't know much about her, but there was one way to remedy that situation. "Savannah." She smiled. She loved the way he pronounced her name, a stress on the second syllable. "Would you wanna keep your surname or mine?" She was taken aback. She hadn't considered that. "I'd keep both." She decided. He nodded producing a document and pen. He passed it to her. "This is the contract. Go through the details." She took her time. Going through, she was satisfied with the terms. A one year marriage and after the one year, they would co-parent if they had a child during the one year. "Jeez!" She gasped in shock, when her eyes landed on a part of the document. Mike was alarmed. "What's wrong?" She

"This Marriage Contract (the 'Agreement') is made and entered into as of [Date] by and between Mr. Adrian Cagliari, the first party, and Miss Ashleigh Hartman, the second party..." Her grip tightened on the pen as she listened. Every word felt like another layer of chains locking around her. "You promise to tell me about my birth parents?" she asked one final time, her voice barely above a whisper. Adrian nodded, his expression unreadable. Swallowing hard, she signed her name. Her aunt followed suit, and then Adrian signed, sealing their fates. The lawyer stood. "In the presence of these witnesses, I declare Ashleigh and Adrian Cagliari husband and wife. Congratulations."

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

He slammed his hands on the steering wheel as he finally looked at me. "You are driving me crazy too, Miles. What do you want me to say? I'm sorry, I didn't mean that? Why are you acting like we are couples?" I snapped at him, and he raised his eyebrows. "We are just married on contract, and the last time I checked, we didn't make any agreement that we were not going to live our personal lives. We didn't agree that neither of us was not going to see another man or woman, so why are you making a big deal out of this?" I yelled at him again, and he flinched.

I head to my room and she followed me. "Well, yes I did" I answered and she squealed behind me. "I can't believe you two are a thing now, right?" She asked. Well, according to the contract. We are. For now, I needed to use him to make my parents not send me a husband or arrange any relationship for me. "Yes" I answered and she squealed again. She was the one getting happy on my behalf. "I'm also guessing it's a secret. If everyone knows about your relationship with him, the whole company would turn upside down" she said and I totally agreed with that. It's a fucking secret that no one must know.

I suggested calmly. Giselle rolled her eyes, sarcastically throwing a smile my way. “Civilized conversation? Oh, how considerate of you! You're suddenly trying to act gracious and educated! Well, I have every right to be furious! You stole my man away from me! Do you understand that?” Giselle continued, her anger unabated. “I am legally married to Lucas, Giselle. We tied the knot without your knowledge. So refrain from calling me a hookup, and perhaps I'll consider showing you our marriage certificate,” I finally revealed, unable to contain my frustration any longer.

Oh my god! “what?” Tress asked, “I just realized I’m screwed!” I said, she narrowed her eyes, not sure of what I just said. “yeah you are screwed, living at the same house after the wedding. I mean there will be a lot of…” she started saying I shot her one of my deadly glares, I blushed. “nothing ever will happen, Harris made sure of that. All of it was written in the contract” I said, she stood up “yeah, the contract won’t stop love Andy, I look and I feel love” she said, walking towards the kitchen leaving me there lost in my train of thoughts.

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