Boyfriend Cute Relationship Contract Novels & Stories

“I had this contract drawn up. For one year, you and I will maintain a confidential sexual partner relationship. During this time, you are not allowed to kiss or have sexual relations with any man besides me.” I gape at Ethan as he drops the contract into my hands. “You can’t limit my personal rights!” I exclaim, glaring at him. “Just because you’re rich, you think you can make demands on me, but I can hardly ask you for anything!” If this is how he sees our relationship going, I don’t know if I can live with that. Even if it’s just for one year, I can’t be trapped again. “Relationships, whether personal or professional, are give and take. No one side should have to carry the full brunt of t

A quiet chuckle escaped his lips, and his gaze toward Lysia softened, “Alright. I agree.” “Then let me make this clear. Your side will draft the contract, but I will be Party A and hold the right to terminate it at any time if you violate any clause. The contract will last one year. I have only three conditions.” Lysia raised three fingers and continued after noting Kyle’s agreement. “First, neither of us is allowed to establish a romantic relationship with anyone else while the contract is in effect.” “Second, we must not interfere too deeply in each other’s work.”

Lowell. We were seated on the dining table, a contract in front of me, my boyfriend having signed his own contract and had gone back to work. I reread the contract and shrugged. There wasn't anything harmful in it, I just had to be by his side for three months, the longest relationship he'd have. His first relationship ended after two days down to this last one that ended two weeks later. His relationship status was hilarious. The plus bonus, I mused over it. I will get to travel anywhere with him of course, Susie would be there too for I had threatened fire and brimstone if she wasn't with me.

He grabbed the hand placed on her laps and held them firmly in his palms as he feigned a pondering expression. "I guess you did not understand the contract clearly. I am in all ways at control of this marriage and the agreements made concerning this issue. I will be the one to decide whether you are fulfilling your part of the agreement or not" he explained slowly. "And so far, you haven't met the requirements for me to consider fulfilling my side of the contract" he finished, patting her head like a child.

He replied confidently. “I want our relationship to be an honest one, Jasper as it should be between a dominant and his submissive. Faithfulness and loyalty are important, once we sign this contract, neither you nor I will be allowed to engage in another relationship as long as our agreement runs. As I told you before, these contracts are morals and of course, we can terminate them at any given time. Is this all clear” “Yes, sir.” He mumbled.

The muscle in his jaw jumped. I needed him to hear this. He had to understand. I wasn’t going to let him keep trying to control me again. “We are not friends. We are not a couple. We are not in a relationship.” I held his gaze. “I will be here whenever and wherever you want for a booty call. Per your stupid contract. That is all this will ever be.” I straightened my shoulders, deliberately crude to get back at him. “I am not moving in with you. You may own my time under that contract, but my life is still mine.”

I said flatly. The waiter returned quickly, placing the items on the table. My fingers tightened around the pen. I didn’t want him thinking this was anything more than a deal. I lowered my head and wrote carefully: No sudden kissing. No sexual activity. No emotional involvement. This relationship lasts one month only. I’ll write your paper, but at the end of the month it’s finished. We won’t tell anyone about the contract. I pushed the paper toward him. “Read it. Then sign.”

He pulled something out of his bag and handed me a white folder. "I already prepared our contract. It says there that you'll be my girlfriend for one month. That means you're mine for one month. You're not allowed to entertain other guys until our contract ends. You also need to show up when I say I need you, unless it's something really important," he explained one after the other. "Wow. Clearly, you didn't overthink this at all, huh?" I said sarcastically. "And you have so many rules, so I should have mine too. My rule is that you're not allowed to touch me. You know what I mean," I explained and rolled my eyes.

"I don't want scars. I am not sure how I feel about humiliation, either." "Well, we can test to see where your limits are.” He sits on the chair opposite the couch. “This weekend, I want to start slow and build your trust. A relationship like this is about trust." He places a contract on the table between us. "Here is an outline of what I have planned during these three months. I do not want you to have a boyfriend or date while you’re in a contract with me. I want your attention when you're not at school. When you arrive, the first thing I want you to do is to come to my office. We will take your things up to my apartment. Next, you will change into the clothes I provide." I nod my head and

I am quite sure that he already knows that I have a boyfriend. So I nodded. "Just being my trial husband without any types of rights on me. You won't interfere with my personal life, I won't interfere with your personal life. You will sign a contract for one year regarding my conditions. If you break any of it in this one year, we will be separated. I mean we will sign the divorce paper."