Best Friends Contract Novels & Stories

He replied as he places his fingers under my chin, “But right now, cupcake, I want you to be safe. Treat me as your best friend.” “I just feel like it’s not fair,” I replied softly. “That is why we are making a contract. Everything will be listed there for transparency. If you see something that you’re uncomfortable or I’m uncomfortable with we can remove it no questions asked. I just want to make sure that by the end of the contract, you will be safe and maybe Mikey will wake up from his senses and comes back to claim you.” I never had anyone else be this kind to me other than Mikey.

Ethan replied, popping a spring roll into his mouth. "You did that?" "No," he grinned. "But it sounds more dangerous than fake dating a woman who has strong opinions about fonts and eats ice cream straight from the carton." Layla pointed her spoon at him. "Watch it. That woman also controls your online image now." Ethan held up both hands in surrender, still smiling. "Fair. But can we talk about how you actually made us a contract?" "Fake Relationship Contract," Layla corrected, reaching into a folder and sliding out the paper like it was an ancient scroll. "We need boundaries. Rules. Expectations. This isn’t just make-believe—it’s a strategy."

he conveys like he already thought about it “So miss evans do we have a deal? He asks stretching his arm out, I think about Kaylee I’m doing this for her only her, I could do this it was just one year I put my small hands in his ridiculously large ones, a small zing of electricity goes through my body and I look up at him to see if he felt it too But his face was blank, “yes we do” I say, he nods standing up “my lawyer will send you the contract tomorrow, go through it and sign” he instructs I nod my answer thinking of how fast my life was changing and then I remembered “uhm Mr Blackwell when is the wedding? I ask

"Let's get straight to business. This is a non disclosure agreement and a six month personal services contract." Ethan frowned, looking from the document up to Adrian. "A contract? For a photography gig?" "It's not a photography gig, Ethan," Adrian said quietly, taking a seat across from him. He looked entirely serious, his hands folded neatly on his lap. "I need you to act as my lifelong best friend." Ethan blinked, a hollow laugh escaping his throat. "I'm sorry, what?"

I file it away. He sits across from me and opens the folder. Clean copy of the contract and a second handwritten page beside it. "Amendments," he says. His handwriting is small and even, the same as yesterday. I read each line carefully. Minimum two appearances per week. No social posts without approval from both sides. Full confidentiality from both parties. Two weeks notice for early termination. And at the bottom, pressed a little harder into the page than the rest: No real feelings. This is a transaction.

“Whatever it is, it’s been hidden for years.” Back in New York, they loaded the drive on his computer. A single file appeared, ‘Ward_Contracts_Confidential.p*f’. As the document opened, the truth unfolded in front of them. Daniel Ward had forged documents years ago, transferring control of several joint assets under his own name while Alexander’s father was in the hospital. Maria Cruz, who worked as his financial advisor at the time, discovered the fraud and secretly moved the original records to protect Alexander’s inheritance. It was all there, signatures, timestamps, proof. Elena’s voice broke the silence. “My mother… she saved your family’s company.” Alexander sat back, stunned. “And she

“Honestly, so are you.” Isioma rolled her dolly eyes, smiling sheepishly. “Totally not true. But hey, um, now that we've made things clear to each other, do you still want me as your friend, Jordan?” To Isioma's wildest surprise, Jordan wrapped her in his arms and whispered calmly in her ear, saying, “Yes, of course. You're the best friend anyone could ever ask for, Isioma. I'm pretty sure our friendship will blossom greatly. Forever and always!”

“I mean could whoever be after Colton Adams and you got involved?” “I don’t know” she answered, “Koty doesn’t seem like someone people would want to lock up for murder.” It was his turn to raise a questioning brow. “You never know. It could be a family feud… and why are you supporting this Colton Adams of a boy?” “He is my friend. We made up today, settled all our differences and forgave all the hurt. He agreed to just be friends.” She informed him. He scoffed, “Just friends? That is a trick he wants to use to win you over.”

I can’t hurt my best friend because of my stupid feelings. “No,” I said to Andre. “Let’s be honest to our partners instead. No more lies, no more kisses, we can’t be alone for too long anymore because it’s obvious we can’t keep our hands off each other. Let today be the last time we ever get to be alone together.” My voice turned pleading, I hoped he understood, “For our friends’ sakes?” A muscle ticked in his jaw. I thought he was going to argue but he nodded reluctantly and I released a sigh of relief. “For our friends’ sakes.”

He expressed, envisioning their ideal future together. " What!" I burst out shocked. Means, they did the thing already! "Damn it, Mark! Tear the contract buddy." He lamented. "Now, I get it, buddy. That's not part of what we agreed but it seems you two already made up your mind. Fuck! Just a nudge is enough Fabian!" I shook my head because I realized that trying to separate them wouldn't be effective. They are genuinely in love and determined to give their relationship a chance on their own terms.