Asmodian's Contract Novels & Stories

I said, my voice rising in disbelief. Andreas smirked, a cold edge to his smile. "I’m not asking you. I’m informing you. And I’m going to give you the contract I signed with Ashton so you can read through it and find the part where it details the consequences for breaking the contract which Ashton did when she made you pretend to be her." I was about to protest further, but Andreas’s expression left no room for argument. I turned on my heel and left the room, slamming the door behind me in frustration. My heart pounded as I hurried to Ashton’s room, my mind racing with anxiety.

Lucian stared at the picture he had taken while she slept the day she walked into his room drunk, and a smile crossed his face, “She’s different. She’s not just any woman. Not that you’d understand.” Asher pressed his lips into a thin line as he held onto his thoughts. “I brought you the contract, You can read through it and let me know if you need me to change or add anything,” Lucian said as they sat on the couch which was on the balcony. Asher, Lucian’s right-hand man, walked over and gave him the contract which was inside a brown envelope, and he passed it to Amara. “I can take a look and sign it when I’m home.” Amara responded, but Lucian shook his head as he stood and leaned closer his

Both took a shower, with the man washing her, he was half an hour later, with his best suit, leaving the door, where they both turned around. - Take me to your boss, I want to negotiate with him. - The man said, handing the zombie in his hands. Both with a smile on their faces, they achieved their intention. As they saw it, Horus Delphos, beside his retinue of lawyers, sat around a table, while contracts were spread there. - Are you prepared for a deal and a contract? – Amasteus questioned there, around him, a table where there are several demons wearing suits, so that they didn't need to convince him of anything else.

Mosi borrowed the money and signed the contract himself, and judging by his appearance at the time, it did not look like he was in any danger. This contract should be officially protected by the Central Sacred Continent. “There is no problem with the contract and the video. It is only natural to pay back the debt, so you should pay back the money! Otherwise, you can only mortgage the tavern to Black Water. After all, the owner of this tavern is Mosi Allen. He borrowed the money and signed the contract himself, so he has to be responsible for his actions,” said the law enforcer. “Thank you, my Lord, for being just and strict!” The leader of Black Water said happily.

I question, “And if it doesn’t work?” She laughs, “I guarantee it will, Cassian. And if it doesn’t, then you don’t owe me anything. Okay?” I nod my head, “Okay.” She turns her head to look at me. Her eyes blazing red and she smiles as she brings out a contract and says, “Sign on the line, Cassian, and you’ve got a deal.” A small part of me knows that I shouldn’t go through with this… but I ignore it as I pick up the pen and sign my name: Cassian Stark.

"I can't." "Because..." "She won't approve." "After all the praises y'all had today, trust me she would." Mason sipped on his wine. "Listen, man, this contract is a fortune. Don't mess with it. Talk her into it ok?" "What is it about?" "A company in south Asia." Mason nodded, "why not talk her into it?" "She bites." Norton's reply got Mason to choke out of laughter. "Seriously." "I hear you, bro. I'll try my best. I'm not promising. So when are we needed?"

‘Asher’ Lisa says trying to remember who he was ‘is he the dude with a weird haircut who runs the underground black market in a dark alley at Wesley street’. ‘Yes, boss’ Angelo replied ‘Arghh, what did he do this time’ Monalisa asks sighing dramatically. ‘Well he purchased a set of unique guns and he signed our contract’ ‘I know that just get to the point’ . ‘He breached the contract, he sold the guns to our rising rival’ he said through gritted teeth.