Boyfriend Cute Relationship Contract Novels & Stories

What if someone attacks me for taking their man, or the two models who fought over him in the last shoot join forces to beat me up? ‎ ‎My mind was racing and my head was filled with so many thoughts and scenarios. I read through the contract one more time. I mean, I could pull this off for just six months, right? I signed the contract immediately. ‎ ‎I stood up, heading straight to his office. "Here is the contract," I said as I slammed it on his desk. He picked it up from the table with a corny smile that seemed to agitate me. "Well, thank you and congratulations, girlfriend."

It fell to the ground and she picked it up. "Go through it again and see where it's boldly written." I crossed my arms over my chest and observed as she flipped through the papers. Her face brightened when she found what she was looking for, " Ah hah, here it is, it states that no party can be involved in an intimate relationship during the duration of the contract. Jeremy and I are not in an Intimate relationship, we are friends."

“I’m saying that where we need to fake it and pretend, let’s do that. But when we’re alone, let’s maintain our actual agreement. That includes scrapping me out of your Friday fancy breakfast rituals and kissing me in public.” “That kiss met the terms of our contract,” Rue said, glancing at me briefly. “We had to pretend in front of your sister.” “And I also said when we agreed to this contract that anytime you have to make a move on me, I should consent to it,” I reminded him, folding my arms. “So let’s get things clear. Before now, we weren’t friends. We had a boss-and-employee relationship. And now we have a contractual one. Let’s stick to the terms.”

he read aloud, and she swallows the pap down her throat and her eyes becoming apprehensive, but she calmed herself down. "I thought I was going to be your pretend lover." "Girlfriend." He corrected. "Yes, that. Why is there sex stipulated in the contract or are you suggesting we pretend to have sex too?" "We are not pretending to have sex, but we are going to be around each other in the next twelve months. Surely the need for sex might. arise, we are only humans."

Sophie Jordan and her boyfriend, Carter Jennings, had been in a long-distance relationship for four years while studying at different universities. During the semester break, Sophie took an eight-hour train ride to North Capital University to see Carter, but he was not around. The resident advisor looked her up and down with a smile. "Are you here for Carter Jennings? He isn't here for the semester break. He won't be back for a few days." Sophie's grip on her luggage tightened. "Is there some kind of mistake? He just told me that he's in his dorm." Sophie had texted Carter just minutes ago, and he told her he was tired and wanted to take a nap in his dormitory. "I have no reason to lie.

"Boyfriend?" I stare at him in shock. "You–you are my sugar daddy." "Yes, I know." Dhruv says with a straight face. "But I want to be more than that. I hope you remember, Meera. What I said in the park? I want you to like me,not because of my money, but because of me in general." I gulp the lump in my throat. "So, I would like to push our time together beyond the bounds of the six months. I want to learn about you and spend more time with you. I will definitely pay you. But after the six months are over, we get to decide whether we choose to stay or leave from this relationship." He sips his water in the glass. "From my side, I know that I won't be the one breaking this contract." I look at

Matthew's steps paused, a hint of danger flickering in his eyes. "Serena, have you forgotten what I said?" "I haven't forgotten, but even Nina can see the issues between us." "So what? Do I need to remind you again? Our relationship isn't based on mutual affection; it's a contract, an agreement. Can you bear the consequences of violating the contract? I've said it before, don't expect me to like you, and you shouldn't like me. Let's stick to the contract without complicating things with emotions." Serena's heart tightened at his words.

My breath caught in my throat as the words settled into my brain. "The only relationship permitted under this agreement is the dominant and submissive relationship," I read, looking up to meet his dark, impenetrable gaze. "No feelings attached." "Let me make this explicitly clear to you, Beverly," Damian said, leaning forward, his massive chest nearly pressing against the edge of the desk as he pinned me with his stare. "This contract is not a gateway to a traditional romance. There will be no hand-holding, no sweet confessions, and no emotional validation. When we are operating within this dynamic, I am your dominant, and you are my submissive. I am not your boyfriend, and I am not your sui

With a determined tone, she said, “I know it’s immoral to snatch my own best friend’s boyfriend but I know you much earlier than Cheryl and we have a marriage contract at a much earlier time. So, I’m not actually snatching, right?! Most importantly, what if I can’t survive the three years? I only have three years left and I’ve not been in a relationship before. I still don’t know what it is like to have an intimate relationship between a man and a woman. I’m not happy about it!” Alex said, “Don’t worry about it. I promise that you’ll make it.” Phoebe said, “I don’t want your promise. This can’t be guaranteed. I just want you to promise me that you’ll be my boyfriend for three years.” “I… I h

“I promise you will be the only one in my whole life.” “Your second condition is that you won’t handle any kind of disrespecting behavior and tone.”, He spoke and then looked at me. “I promise that your respect and dignity will always come first in our relationship. I will never raise my voice nor my hand on you.” “Your third condition is that you have nothing to offer me other than friendship, freedom, honesty, trust, understanding, communication, respect, love, and…a lot of SEX.”, “What?”, My eyes widened in shock. I never mentioned about SEX thing in the contract. I quickly snatched the contract from his hand to reread my third condition, but there was no such point of SEX. I heard a laug