Bestie Contract Novels & Stories

She nodded. ******* The legal team arrived at eleven. Four people. Their lead was Beatrice, precise, calm, and frighteningly observant. She had been with the company since the beginning, and I had quickly learned she could spot a dangerous contract clause the same way I could spot bad tailoring. Instinctively. Before anyone else noticed the problem. “Two issues,” Beatrice said as she opened her file. “Go ahead.” “First the Velmoor purchase agreement,” she said. “The vendor wants to adjust the payment structure.”

"Then once the four months is done, we both go our separate ways. No questions. No answers." "Hmmm...." "Four months, babe. And I'm promising you the best life..." Tell me why at this point I got really pissed. Does he think I'm that cheap, that he could easily win me over with all these romantic gestures. Men. Doing everything within their power to get a woman's pussy. Tsk. "Best sex, I'd make your fantasies come true." He brought his hand to my exposed thigh. "Ohh yeah?" He nodded. "You're catching up quickly. So, what do you say, babe? Let's get on with the contract."

"You need to marry him immediately. Let him think it is because you can't live another moment without being his wife." "Of course," I smile demurely. This won't even be a challenge. I planned on doing that even without him ordering me to do so. "Once the deed is done you will begin the slow takeover process. Get him to bring you into work, to give you an official position on his board. Use the promise of your body if you must, but remember," he glared over his glasses, his words crisp and clear, "you belong to me." The contract isn't a business contract. It is a BDSM contract. We've already gone over it at length. Signing it now is just a formality. Taking the offered pen, I make a good show

“This is our standard contract that states you will become a member of our elite escort service.” “Oh.” Mr. Peabody began to explain each document that needed my signature. He was patient with me and answered all of my questions on the details within the contract. Soon after signing, of what seemed to be my life away, I was able to either choose a particular escort or have someone randomly selected for me. I chose the latter option. I wanted to see who would choose me. I was hoping for Jacob. Peabody

There was no mention of signing, and he just silently read the words written on the paper, so I thought something was wrong. I worried about what would happen if he refused, but as soon as the next day came, Douglass sent an additional contract through his lawyer. The conditions he proposed were as follows: Article 1: "Mitch Forbes" agrees not to have any private meetings with other alphas during the term of this contract (6 months). Article 2: "Mitch Forbes" agrees to spend all heat cycles that occur during the contract period with "Douglass Brady."

With that, I looped my arm around Gerald's waist and Trevor halted his steps instantly. Surprise flared in Gerald's eyes as I placed my legs between his thighs and leaned against him, silently willing him to go out for a long pass. "Now that it has gotten to this point, I don't have to hide the fact that I'm also sleeping with my best friend. Now, let's get the rejection over and done with!" Claudia let out a peal of unhinged laughter. "You're sleeping with your janitor best friend? How low can you stoop, Beth?"

Beau lowered his head and read through all the contracts. There was indeed no omission. Although Gian and Lucy wanted his shares, they still did not have the courage to mess with the contract. He picked up the pen and quickly added a sentence at the end of the contract, and then signed his signature at the end. "Done." The instant he spoke, Lucy dashed forward and took the agreement over. She frowned as she looked at Beau's last statement. "Beau, what do you mean by this?" He actually requested... The transfer agreement could only take effect after she apologized to Roseane's parents and was forgiven by them!

-- "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.