A Contractual Couple Again Novels & Stories

"But I won't marry you." "Oh. But what I want is for you to marry me," I said in a stern voice. "I can't get pregnant without a husband, Adam." I brought my hand to my mouth when I suddenly felt nauseous. "If I have to pay you just for you to marry me, I'd gladly do it. Just name your price." Adam looked at me as if I had grown horns on my head. "Fine. Ten million dollars, Claire." "Ten million? Consider it done," I answered just as I finally threw up my dinner in front of him.

“What are you doing? Do you have no shame?” Elliot was in a great mood. He looked at her blushing face, and teased her, “You just said it's normal for a couple to sleep together.” “I meant a normal couple. Are we normal?” “Aren't we normal?” “Mr. Patton, didn't you forget we're in a contractual marriage?” “Mrs. Patton, didn’t you cancel the contract a few days ago?” Sophia was left speechless. How could she win arguments against him? “I never agreed.”

Proof of our relationship's progression, or evidence of entrapment, depending on who was interpreting. "Thank you all for coming," Aldric began, his voice carrying the authority I had seen him use in board meetings. "I want to address the leaked contract directly and honestly." The room went silent, every camera focused on us. "Yes, my marriage to Caelen began with a contract. A financial arrangement designed to help his mother receive life-saving treatment in exchange for partnership. Those facts are accurate." He paused, letting that sink in. "What the contract cannot show is what happened after. How the arrangement became genuine partnership. How obligation became love. How two people who

“Being cozy with her in front of me. We’re supposed to be married.” His expression didn’t change. “We are married.” “You know what I mean. The contract doesn’t make us… all the things. But it does say we don’t date other people. We don’t sleep with other people.” He blinked, very slowly. “I know what the contract says.” He said.

“What game are you trying to play this time?! How dumb do you think we-?!” “What is this?" Michael shouted in shook, surprising his wife. “’Both parties must remember this is a temporary contract, only active for as long as Forrest Riverdale and Christen McGuire are married, and prone to be cancelled at any given time for any valid reason’?!” Celia was shocked to hear those words and snatched the contract out of her husband’s hands to read. Having read the words herself, she trembled in disbelief. "This… This must be a scam! A fraud! Those words couldn’t have been there before! You must have edited this!"

She lifted her head, met his eyes, and smiled the first real, open smile she had given him in three hundred and sixty-five days. “Yes.” He kissed her then slow, reverent and endless. Outside, New York kept moving. Inside, they stayed tangled together until noon, learning the difference between ownership and belonging. And somewhere on a server in Switzerland, a five million dollar transaction reversed itself. Because some things, once surrendered, can never be bought back. End of The Contractual Wife Thank you for reading this!

There wasn't really anything much I could say. " As for you and him affa - I mean contract, I don't really have anything to say. He said its a year contract and it's just for intimacy so ..." "I know it was wrong, but I had no choice, I said looking at him as he nodded slightly. " It's not wrong anymore because him and Amanda are no longer a couple. So whatever you guys are doing is legal and right in every way." Our eyes met for a while before we were brought from our trance by two coffees that was placed in front of us. I took up mine and took a sip of it. It was warm and nice when I swallowed it but the after taste was a bit bitter.

"Mr. Sterling, thanks for honoring the merger agreement to preserve the reputation of both the Wade Trust and myself. I am very grateful for that but since you have someone else in your life, I shouldn't be the one to take away the one you love. How about the two of us being just a Contractual Couple? Would you like to do that?" Ethan was obviously moved. He involuntarily took a deep breath and his gaze kept flickering. He was no longer composed as before. “A Contractual Couple?” he asked as if he was surprised that I could suggest such a thing! Seeing that he didn't say anything after that, I continued listing out the terms, "After one year, we can cite irreconcilable differences and quietl

I asked, presuming the worst. "No," he said, amusement audible in his voice. "We have… a different type of work to do." "Like what?" My mind restlessly processed through the issues I might have forgotten about. "Our wedding." He chuckled. "Oh…" Was it weird that I stopped thinking about the fact that we needed to actually get married to become husband and wife? Contractual married looked a whole lot simpler in romances and dramas. Two people went to the registry office, signed papers, got their stamps, and were married. Aren needed proof that our relationship was genuine, although I still wasn't sure how far he was willing to go to prove that. Luckily, we had no problems with our intimacy an

"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."