Bounded By Contract Novels & Stories

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

He stated, I nodded at him as a go sign for him to continue what he was saying. "Just like what I said, I will pay for your sisters hospital bill." He said and he's waiting for my comment to what he says. "You mean all of it?" I cautiously asked him. "Yes, I'll pay all of it, in exchange you need to marry me, don't worry it's just a two year contract because once my girlfriend I mean ex-girlfriend come back I will immediately file a divorce papers." He stated and I just nodded my head to him.

I screeched out. "You didn't read the contract perfectly darling, page three paragraph six, line two," I grabbed the contract from him and hurriedly skipped through the pages and I really miss that important little notice. 'If deemed necessary by the boss if the above named profession has networks around the world and interlock he or she will be confined to living with that person due to when and where they would be going. This is an act that must be carried out or else there would be consequences from the higher head. Comply by signing the forms. Be informed that after these papers have been sighned there will be no take backs. Thank you' Oh Shit.

I decided I had no choice but read this damn contract. 1. The Submissive ________________ hereby belongs to Rider D'Klavarik (Dominant). 2. The submissive shall entertain and serve the Dominant has he sees fit within the terms of the contract. Failure to do so will be breach of contract. 3. The Submissive understands by signing they agree to the terms and conditions of the following contract. Article 4. Hard and Soft limits 4a. Hard limits are explained as acts the submissive or Dominant refuse to do entirely. As such all limits will be off limits and shall not be crossed by either the Submissive or Dominant. _____intial ______initial

" I screamed, He stopped walking and turned around. I took a deep breath and walked towards him. I smiled at him, "You moved on?but according to the contract we…(pointing my hand to him and back to me) signed, neither you nor I should move on with other partners without the contract completing…" I can clearly see his jaw clenching, I smirked internally. "That... contract is created by me...I can terminate it," he said, with a raised eyebrow. "You can… but not until it's one year… Come on Enzo, You created the Contract you should know the rules more than me," I said, with a smirk on my face.

Turning abruptly to Jason, I snapped, “This is all your fault, if you had gone through the contract properly we would not be in this mess right now. But instead, you decided to be irresponsible at a crucial time as this, Why on earth do I pay you handsomely to deliver this poorly?” He quickly bowed his head saying, “I apologize for my negligence Mr Liam, I failed to read up such an important section of your contract, but I promise this would not repeat itself.” Sighing, I tried to put my emotions under control, “This had better not repeat itself, I would not go with that stupid rule she just mentioned. I really don't care how you do it but make sure this whole contract with Miss Emma must co

"That's not going to work." Sebastian smirked. "The handcuffs are infused with magic and can't be broken. They didn't hold that feral vampire, but they will hold you." Helena stared at him defiantly, refusing to give in. Sebastian laughed as he watched her struggle.

Then he turned and exited the room, the door clicking shut with a soft finality. Silence. The contract still in my hand, bold and weighted, bearing both our signatures. The damn thing had once felt like control. A safeguard. A boundary to keep him from getting too close—or me from falling too far. It had outlined duties, responsibilities, expectations. A sterile document designed to quantify something inherently unquantifiable. But now?

I love Della so much, and I didn't want this matter to escalate and turn into something else. "I’ll be back before dinner," I said, walking out. ------------ At the office, I barely acknowledged the greetings as I walked into the boardroom. My assistant, Jeremy, followed closely behind, placing the Milan contract documents in front of me. I signed all of them, pushed them aside and asked for it to be filed for safe keeping. "We received the full draft from the Italian side. I took the liberty of marking their revisions in red." I skimmed through them quickly, making mental notes. The Milan deal would be one of the biggest expansions in Europe. Fashion. Real estate. Marketing. All rolled into

I say and turn; his hand stops me from leaving. "You don't get a choice; you're under contract, remember?" "Yeah, but my contract doesn't state I have to agree to fucking a guy who wants to get his fantasy lived out," I argue. "No, but your contract states any job that we produce or edit you must do. We're editing and producing it, so you're doing it," he says while smirking and shit, he's right. "If less, you're willing to buy yourself out of the contract, Bunny Wild?" He leans closer, and I gag at his breath.