Bestfriend Contract Novels & Stories

he growled dangerously. “A day is almost gone. I'll bring the contract over for you to sign tomorrow, my rules and offer still stand. I hope you have made your decision.” He unlocked his room door and stepped out, plunging Jamal into semi-darkness again then making sure to lock the door back before leaving, Jamal howling after him. His next destination was to his lawyer, the child abuse lawyer he had hired to help him draft the agreement, Mr. Winnows. He had said the papers would be ready that day, another cab he had to take.

I shouldn't get happy over a ruined friendship, but a thrill rises up at the thought someone picked me. "I'll keep you far away from him for the length of the contract, and then when it's over no more deals." I lean back in my chair shocked. This is what I get for thinking I'd be a first choice. "Didn't you say it's a five-year contract?" Grant flinches and I hold out hope he sees how crazy this idea is. "Clare," he says my name sadly, but yet with a bit of reproach. Like I don't know how the world works. "The terms of the contract are ironclad. There would be court battles, lost revenue, and two families absolutely torn apart."

Our nine-year friendship has been smooth-sailing since we met on our first year of college. There is a secret though that I've been keeping. I don't know when it happened and how, but I just feel it—I like my bestfriend a lot, much more than a bro normally would. Ever since our Bio days, he has been helping me with my academic and extracurricular work. I am a good student but he pushes me to become better. It's not like we're competing with each other. No, not like that. Instead, he motivates me to do the best that I can, because he also does the same. This is why when we're together, we're unstoppable. Our tandem wins almost all inter-university quiz bees that our professors sends us to joi

he said pointedly before dropping the wards. "That is acceptable," Allen said as he clicked his fingers, producing a piece of paper and setting the agreement out in a binding magical contract with a wave of his hand. "I'm sure you won't mind signing this as we all will. It is a simple contract stating that each side will refrain from pursuing this matter any further" he said, producing a pen when Sebestian agreed. He signed his name to the piece of paper before carrying it around to Sebestian, unable to stop himself from inhaling a lungful of his mates scent when he leant over him to place the piece of paper on the table, he smelt good!

" Alice nodded and they started walking towards her home. After changing her clothes, they both sat on the bed and Alex gave her I-want-to-know-the- truth. Alice inhaled deeply and started telling her What happened to her from the last five days. ! Flashback! A month before.... "Alice. I want to draft you a client's contract and here are the details." Her law firm boss said and left a file on her desk. As she was working on the file she found out, What is it actually about? She was surprised to know that it was a surrogacy contract, where the Party A was giving a hefty amount of money to the Party B and in exchange, the Party B will keep their child in her womb for 9 months and after the bir

Niko and Mason trade a look before nodding too. The pact is made. What happened tonight is our secret. Our burden. And all I can hope is that one day, it doesn't eat us alive... and our brotherhood stays unbreakable.

"I've fantasized about this. Being shared, used, treated like property. I've never had the courage to pursue it. But now I have an excuse. A reason. And I want to know what it feels like." Kane's smile was slow and predatory. "Honest. I like that." He pulled out a document. "This is a contract. It outlines everything: safe words, limits, STI testing requirements, consent, confidentiality. Read it carefully. Sign it only if you're absolutely certain." Maya read every word. The contract was thorough: * Safe words: Red (stop), Yellow (slow down), Green (continue) * Duration: Friday 8 PM through Saturday 8 AM (12 hours)

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.

-- "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.

“I temporarily need my employees, Isabelle and Ethan.” Liam frowned. “What? Why?” She took a seat across from him, placing a file on his desk. “PR Horizon has secured a new project. I know Isabelle and Ethan are your employees too but they were first my employees and our contract says they are still obligated to work under PR Horizon projects.” Liam arched a brow. “I remember that part of the contract.” Allison crossed her legs. “We need Ethan and Isabelle back at PR Horizon temporarily to handle it.”