A Contractual Marriage? Hell No Novels & Stories

"I just want to stay by your side until the child is born, and then I'll walk away from your life. Basically, I just need about 10 months." The room fell silent. "And you think my grandmother would let you walk away?" Kyle's voice was laced with skepticism. "She won't be able to do anything if we enter a contract marriage," I replied. Kyle's eyes widened. "Contract marriage?" he repeated. "Yes," I explained. "To her, we'll really get married, but between us, it'll just be a contract. We'll sign an agreement stating the terms, including the duration – 10 months – and when the contract ends, I'll leave you alone."

I let out a deep breath as I was grateful that he had agreed to it, so far. "Third. I don't want we've any sexual relations," I said and this time I saw his face look a little surprised. "Why? Isn't that normal?" he asked. "Of course, if this is a real marriage, I’ll do it with you all the time. But since it's just a contract marriage, I don't want my body to be touched by a man who is not my real husband," I said and I saw his face looked more surprised. I just smiled when I got that reaction. I had expected — I thought.

“Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we got married yesterday in a very private ceremony in the presence of our closest friends and family. For a few days, the news of our contract marriage has been floating around every media centre, social media. I want to tell you, there has never been any contract. Our relationship has been real and this marriage proved it. So next time Elijah Rossi accuses us of something I want him to kindly check the facts before announcing it to the world.” Helena remained silent and let her man do the talk. She no longer needed to fight these battles for herself, her husband was there for that. “But this marriage could be contractual too.” Someone asked and Helena stiffened

My eyes kept sliding back to one clause near the bottom, small and easy to miss if I hadn't already learned to distrust every gentle-looking thing about him. *Neither party shall disclose the contractual nature of this marriage to any third party, including immediate family.* "Including Fiamma," I said. Not a question either. "Especially Fiamma." He said it the way he said everything, flat and final, like weather. "She can't perform ignorance if she isn't ignorant."

"Commitments are short lived. Sure, people mean it when they confess love and devotion, but time erodes all the good stuff and leaves the bad. Do you personally know anyone who is happily married?" She parted her lips, then lapsed into silence. "Besides my parents? I guess not. But that doesn't mean there aren't any happy couples." "Maybe." his tone contradicted his partial agreement. "I guess there are alot of issues we don't agree on," she said, and shifted in her seat then crossed her legs. "We will need some time together to see if this will work." "We have no time, the wedding has to take place by the end of next week. It doesn't matter if we get along. This is strictly a business arran

“Who would’ve thought you’re knowledgeable in legal matters?” Jasmine's face flushed red. She could sense he was being sarcastic. Tristan leaned very close to her, puffing his breaths on the tip of her nose. “In that case, we are gonna be considered a legally married couple if we get our Contract marriage agreement signed, Right?” He’s as cunning as a fox! He forced me to his house, yet he’s also planning on getting us married. How can a naive girl like me match up against a sly devil like him?

“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”.

The black lace nightgown was so pitifully lacking in fabric that even the most important place could not be covered. This proves that… Maddy thought she was holding a hot sweet potato, which made her blush. She felt like a lowly prostitute who use any tricks to please her guests. Of course, in reality, Marsha hated her coming into her life, but because of the marriage problems between the two families, Marsha still tried to think of all sorts of ways to make Maddy stay in bed to please Lukas. The so-called marriage is just a physical transaction, just like half a month ago she exchanged her first night for a million.

I did not realize when I read the entire message. --- Jackie, I know you don’t want to hear from me. I know you probably rolled your eyes the second you saw my name in your inbox. But please, just read this to the end. That’s all I’m asking. Tomorrow, our marriage contract ends. Just fourteen days, that’s all it was supposed to be. But somehow, somewhere along the way, you became the one thing I can’t imagine my life without. You became my home.

I had never seen him look so angry. I gaped at him. “What do you mean?” I am really confused. I pick up the new condom he just threw on the bed and find that this one is sticky with the oil that was supposed to be inside. And it looks like… it looks like someone had poke the package with needles! “The most important clause in our marriage contract is that we are not to have children,” he stared at me closely, fire burning in his eyes. “This is supposed to be a five-year contract,” he continued, “I thought we agreed on that. No children to tie us down, then we part ways.”