Bestfriend Contract Novels & Stories

I was literally about to jump on the bed. “Sounds good. We appreciate you for sticking with us.” “No no, we aren't buddies. No breach, no breaking of professionalism. We are all professionals. I'm not interested in being friends or maintaining close relationships with you guys, and the contract will only last for two years.” “Perfectly understood. We'll be expecting you tomorrow.” Then Trey ended the call, and I immediately embraced him.

Bianca asks, smiling sweetly at me but I just want to leave her at a desert. Friends can cause one’s high blood pressure to go up instantly. "Ladies," Blake calls for our attention. "My good friend here also loves what you have done in the past companies and what you will do in ours. I will contact the company's lawyer to draft up a contract. If it meets your expectations then welcome to the family."

"Alright, I'll help you then. Brody is the guy who wants a girl who'll pretend to be his girlfriend and I also signed the contract today.' I said. She screamed excitedly and ran to the fridge, she brought out a chilled Apple juice and poured it into my blue mug. "This certainly calls for celebration," she said. "Brody's so hot, I can't imagine not dating him. If you'd come here without signing that contract, I would have sued you for denial of contract." She joked and gave me a congratulatory hug. I chuckled and picked up the mug hurriedly gulping down it's content." "Bill actually tried for you. I hated him before but now, I feel he's great."

I chuckled, the sound bubbling up from somewhere deep and genuine. I placed my hand flat on the desk between us, suddenly feeling the heaviness of what we were really doing here. "Leave the contract aside... so let us make a promise here. That no matter what happens... the three of us will be friends for life." Theo nodded immediately... with understanding. Max, surprisingly, didn't crack a joke or make a sarcastic comment. Instead, he placed his palm over my hand... his touch warm and solid. Theo followed, his hand settling on top of Max's, completing our little pact.

"That's perfect. We'll make it a win-win." “But what if she doesn’t agree to it?” I asked “She did say she was going through a divorce.” “Hey, stop that, you need to be positive.” “You’ll never know until you try.” He said. “You’re right, I should hope for the best.” “Good.” Cameron pulled out his phone. "Let's brainstorm some contract points." We spent the next hour outlining the terms: *Contract Duration:* 6-12 months *Expectations:* Public appearances, occasional family gatherings

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.

“Go, see it for yourself!” She never knew that she’ll be stuck in this place. But fate has its own way to play—their paths crossed again. As they both admit that they both liked the sexual connection between them, they created a contract. This is the best thing they can have—a contract. This is what they call “Strangers with Benefits Contract” This is to ensure that their connection will be purely about satisfying themselves. And, the contract she made will consist of 5 rules: Strangers with Benefits Contract

I scoffed. “Okay…so?” He asked, his brows creased but his expression didn't flicker. More like he wasn't surprised. “I want to propose a contract.” I hesitated, searching his eyes to know whether I was on the right path. “What contract?” He asked. “Fuck buddies, friends with benefits, call it whatever but whatever we share doesn't last longer than a year. No hard feelings attached.” I whispered. At first there was silence for a while then he bursts into laughter. “Are you fucking kidding me?” He asked, still laughing so hard.

“Then what is it, Sav? Why won’t you look at me? Why do you keep dodging me like I’m contagious? You're ignoring me.” I turned around, clutching my arms like they could hold me together. “Because best friends don’t see each other naked in that way.” Roman blinked. “Sav…” “Best friends,” I cut in, heart in my throat, “don’t bend each other over in the backseat of a car and have the kind of sex that haunts you for days. The kind that we just had. That’s not friendship. That’s something else. And we… we broke it. We’re screwed, Roman.”

“We’ll find the truth one day. I promise.” They drove a little longer before she asked, “But...… why did you sign Daniella’s marriage papers?” He exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “That wasn’t a real marriage contract. Nathaniel and Jay helped me make sure of that. We put in a clause that canceled the agreement automatically. Daniella thought she won, but it was just to get you back safely.” Her eyes softened. “So… you never intended to—” “Never,” he said, cutting her off, his tone leaving no space for doubt.