Novel & Cerita Bestie Contract

Chapter 6:The baby contract BELLA’s POV My heart sank as I recognized the contract in his hands. “You were actually serious about this thing?” “Do I look like The Joker?” He asked back.”This is called The Baby Contract.Read through and sign in the appropriate places. You can read right?” I sat down uncomfortably on the couch, my skimpy rumpled nightgown clinging to me. He looked at me like he could see my panties. Wait could he? I quickly clamped my legs together and placed a pillow over my thick thighs he had been seeing for free.

Maybe he wanted me able to quickly gather my things and get out after he told me he’d changed his mind about everything. There was a termination clause in the contract that allowed him to void everything as long as I wasn’t pregnant. The money he’d put in Tabitha’s trust was mine to keep, along with whatever he’d given me before termination, but there would be no payoff or apartment at the end.

“Alright, 50,000 dianors a day, and Maxill for your bed mate.” “Heh. Chastine, can I shake her hand now?” Juste tilted his neck to look at Chastine. “Wait, no contract?” “Yes, only word of honor.” Bunny commented on Chastine’s by the book method. The pretty witborn heaved out a sigh. “Alright, seal off the deal.” Juste and Bunny shook hands to strike at an agreement. “OK, I’ll warm her up now, then we fly in no time. Where to, by the way?”

They entered the vehicle with their ‘partners in seat’ as what they call it, while Foren stood in front as her eyes roamed for a vacant seat. “Rissa! Where are you?” “Here, bestie!” Rissa raised her hand, sitting in one of the middle rows. “Oh, sorry! But Nica asked me first to sit with her!” “What? I'm your bestie, though!” Foren felt betrayed, but her best friend only stuck her tongue out to her teasingly. “Can you get out of the way?” A baritone voice sounded behind her, causing goosebumps run to her nape.

“I just want all of this to be over man, I don’t know what I’ll do if Brielle should-” He gripped my shoulder in solidarity, cutting me off in the process. “Brielle isn’t going anywhere, Dylan. We’re going to do whatever it takes to handle this, you hear me?” I nodded. We spent the next hour or two carefully combing through the contract, looking for loopholes, but we came up with nothing. It was a hundred percent excellent contract, meaning so long as none of us had broken any rules, the contract was still legally binding. I got up to stretch tiredly and headed to the kitchen to get Marin and myself a beer.

“You bought them.” “I ensured their safety,” he corrected. Tatiana stood slowly. “Nothing about this is normal.” “No,” Lucien agreed. “It isn’t.” He stepped forward slightly. “Now you decide.” Tatiana looked at her siblings. Then at the contract. Then at Lucien. Her voice was quiet now. “What exactly am I agreeing to?” Lucien met her gaze. “A marriage on paper,” he said. “Protection in reality.” Tatiana swallowed. “And after?”

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

Mei Chen would be paid enough to forget she ever knew a boy named Kai. And Teresa would be left with nothing but the money I had promised her. Money she would never actually receive because the contract would have clauses. Loopholes. Ways to ensure that if she violated the terms, the payment would be void. And she would violate the terms. I would make sure of it. Just then my phone buzzed with a message from Thomas Blake. I opened it with mild interest. "How's the project going? Making progress?" I typed back quickly. "Nearly there. Subject is desperate and ready to accept terms. Should have confirmation tomorrow."