Novelas y relatos de Amor Más Allá Del Contrato Capítulos Completos

She smiled. "You shouldn't come here anymore. Enrique chose me and that's how he managed to get your partnership contract. He loves me". She States, waiting patiently for a reaction. " Congrats on your love Amor. I and Enrique were never anything to each other. You have to stop being so delusional" she said entering the elevator, enjoying the stunned look on her face before the elevator closed. April felt her chest tighten. He had said he had nothing to do with stealing her contract and yet Amor's words negated his denial.

"Holy Shit, you guys were faking it all this time?" I sighed and answered. "It was a contract marriage but we somehow grew close to each other, so I wouldn't say that all of it was fake." "So you're telling me that you have started to have feelings for your contractual wife." "Pretty much." "Okay. So what's the problem?" Then I told him the whole story of Evan and those pictures along with Brie's confession. "Woah. To say that your love life is complicated is an understatement." He commented.

- I wanted to know and he laughed. - Let's take a look at this contract and I'll think about your case. And that's what he did, Miguel went over the contract from top to bottom and back to front, until he was satisfied and assured me and Anthony that despite the scary size, it basically said that I did everything of my own free will and that I give up my rights as the mother of the baby, and that all my expenses during the pregnancy would be Anthony's responsibility, and with that in mind, I did what was expected and signed it.

As they drove home, not a word was said and while he was still fuming at Lara, he still worried about the content of the contract. For the next couple of days, neither Amelia nor Ryan spoke about forgiving Lara. Ryan was equally angered by her confession and left to him, Lara shouldn’t be forgiven but then, he knew it was Amelia’s decision and he was fine with whatever she decided. But he’d read the contract that Lara handed to him and he was even more shocked that Benjamin had foolishly signed off ten percent of the family’s assets to Lara and another unknown stranger, just to achieve his selfish aims. He’d tried contacting Alan Masters through the card Lara had given to him, but it was to

From what is happening the fake contract might be destroyed and everything will be true. Juan Carlos, Jeoff really deceived your sister. WARNING: Hi Readers! Please don’t unlock the succeeding chapters. I need to edit some grammatical errors and please do understand. If this note has been removed, you may now continue! Thank you and have a happy new year! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

Jem's POV I was still standing in the kitchen when Mara spoke again. She didn’t even turn to face me. She just kept peeling her fruit slowly, like whatever she was about to say didn’t require my attention in the first place. Her voice came out calm, almost too calm, cutting through the quiet space between us. “I know about the seven-day contract,” she said simply, still focused on the fruit in her hands. “And I know Dante is developing feelings.” That alone made my chest tighten slightly, but I didn’t interrupt her. I just stood there, watching her back, waiting.

My other hand rests on the bar, caging her. “Problem here?” I ask the man, voice ice. He pales. “No, Mr. Voss. Just congratulating your beautiful wife.” “She doesn’t need your congratulations.” I press my hardening cock against her ass discreetly. “She has everything she needs right here.” The man excuses himself fast. Sophia elbows me lightly. “Jealous, Voss? I thought this was all fake.” I nip her earlobe. “Nothing about you is fake to me anymore. That contract says one year. But this…” I slide my hand lower, dangerously close to slipping under the slit of her dress, “this is real. You’re real. And I don’t share what’s mine.”

And for the first time, Ricardo felt something stir in his chest that he refused to name. He stood abruptly. Amelia flinched at the sound of his chair scraping against the floor. “Ricardo—” “This is a mistake,” he said sharply. Her breath caught. “What?” “You’re confused,” he continued, his tone firm, almost cold, as if he were speaking to himself as much as to her. “We’re in a contract marriage. Nothing more. You shouldn’t get ahead of yourself.” The words struck like a slap. “I know it’s a contract,” Amelia said quickly, tears blurring her vision. “I’ve always known. I’m not asking you to—”

“You said falling in love would cost me ten million.” His eyes darkened. “And?” “I’m not in love with you.” He studied my face. Too carefully. “Good,” he said. “Because if you were…” He reached into his jacket. Pulled out a document. And placed it between us. AMENDED CONTRACT — FINAL CLAUSE ACTIVATED My breath caught. “What is that?” “The part you haven’t seen yet.” I scanned it. Then froze. In the event that emotional attachment is proven reciprocated by Cassian Wolfe, the penalty reverses.

What was supposed to be a brief trip to California might turn into a full stay if this marriage worked. Amara pushed a file closer to him. It was the contract. He lifted his head, a frown wrinkling his lips as he stared at the curtain that sectioned his booth from the other patrons. The glow of the fancy lamps lining the closed windows fell to the top of Amara’s black hair, making it appear lighter than it usually was. His expression was blank as he flipped through the pages. Amara held on to one copy while he looked through his. Once signed, he would send Leilani her copy.