Amor Por Contrato Novels & Stories

He had me by the throat and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I had totally forgotten all about the contract and now my hands are tied. I sank into my seat as I felt the tears form in my eyes. ‘Why the f*ck am I crying?’ I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and exhaled. ‘This is only for a while. The contract is to last for a year, right? You got this. You can do this, Jade.’ ‘He wants to see you break but don’t let him get to you. All you have to do is be good at your job and avoid him, you’ll be fine.’

I felt the words like glass splinters under my skin. Damian’s silence was worse than his anger. He just stood there, breathing hard, eyes locked on the papers. “What are those?” I asked again. Caroline smiled, holding one up between her fingers. “The original contract, Amara. The one that tied your employment to my company. Legally binding. Every paycheck, every term. You were mine before you were his.” The room tilted. “You’re lying.” She slid the paper across the table. “Read it.”

One thing Arlo had right- he indeed knew my body like the back of his hand. He knew the right places to touch. When to be gentle, and when to be merciless. He knew when to stop. It felt so good, yet it made so angry! I glanced at the contracts on the table. The terms had me shaking my head in disbelief. I picked one up and began to read through it carefully. “Clause 4 of Marriage Contract: Both parties are to remain faithful to each other until divorce.” My heart clenched. After everything Damian did to me, I couldn’t trust that any man could stay faithful.

CONFIDENTIAL AGREEMENT This Agreement ("Contract") is entered into as of January 30, 2025, by and between: Rios Estrada Alcaraz, hereinafter referred to as the "Employer," a private individual requiring professional companionship for public and personal appearances; Sofia Cruz Morales, hereinafter referred to as the "Contractor," an independent individual accepting the role of an exclusive companion and/or lover under the terms outlined below. Both parties agree to the following terms:

Santi explained, watching Uno’s face for any sign of reaction—but his expression was unreadable. “Do you think she’s cheating on me with that fucking bastard teacher?” Uno’s voice was cold as ice, earning a slow shake of the head from Santi. “Lady Manuela understands the terms of a contract marriage, sir. I don’t believe she’d stray while bound to you. But… there’s no rule against her developing feelings for someone else. The contract is nearly over, and we have no right to interfere if her heart lies elsewhere.” Uno hurled the phone away; Santi caught it smoothly.

-I don't want to do this, because I'm stressing out, it's absurd, if they knew that we don't follow the rules of a contract, including the part that says we can't give each other roses, that's absurd, you know you should burn that contract, there's no need to pretend anymore, if we both love each other, it's serious that we can't make love, nobody knows it, I don't know why we can't burn that contract, that contract, my dream is with you, and you know I won't pay attention to an absurd contract, I want us to sleep in the same bed, we have to try, I don't know why it terrifies me, but now it's worth it, I just want to feel you, and this class thing sucks to have a tutor, if I have to do face

"If you had someone steady in your life, we would work out the situation. But strangers are too dangerous. I can guarantee Valerie can keep a secret. She smiled. His heart stopped, paused and then went on beating. Fascinated, he waited for her next words. "No way baby," He fought for concentration ad her refusal slipped from that sexy mouth. "Pardon" "No sex for me, then no sex for you too. I don't care if Diana is a stripper or the love of your life, if am having no fun neither will you. Alex completely defeated and in no mood to argue with her agreed. She looked at him and spoke in a business manner, "I know the contract does not state our new agreement. Do you give me your word that you w

-- "In the midst of the ocean, where so many times I have been yours for hire, allow me to be yours for love." That's it! The other times what we were together was a contract we had signed, something pre-written that said we should pretend to love each other in front of others. An agreement that brought us closer together, he because he didn't want to be humiliated and I because I needed money. I won't lie and deny it, I was there for the high amount he promised me, the fiery moments were only benefits. Our relationship was of golden interest; interest in the other's body, interest in the contract.

Amelia half yell, half sitting up. "I guess that you didn't read the breaching of contract part as well" he said, folding his arms against his chest. "I'm meant to pay a penalty f*e?" "You know, one thing I hate are lies and people who try double cross me. You agreed to the deal, signed the papers and now, you want to back out of it while having my sperm in you? Do you take me for a fool?" Sean demand, wearing an angry look. A little, since you believe your sperm is in me...Amelia thought, clearing her throat before she speak.

"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.