Contract Bound Novels & Stories

“But I want three years, not six.” Callum arched an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my boldness. “Three?” “I’ll be your Champion for three years,” I said firmly. “Then I want my freedom.” Callum hesitated, then nodded slowly. “Four.” I met his gaze, considering the offer. Four years was still too long, but it was better than six. “Fine. It’s a bargain.” He smiled, but there was a darkness in it, a reminder that I was still very much his pawn in this game. “I’ll see to it that my father knows.”

Author's POV Jem felt his stomach tighten instantly. Dante continued before Jem could interrupt. “The bond does not remain stable indefinitely once it fully recognizes its match,” he explained carefully. “That’s why the marriage ceremony matters. It isn’t symbolic. It completes the process permanently.” Jem stayed silent, listening carefully now. Dante exhaled softly before continuing. “If the bond remains incomplete for too long… the damage accelerates as the fortieth birthday approaches.” Jem frowned slightly. “Accelerates how?”

But he is nowhere to be found. “Sandro. I can’t believe you bought a date.” The groom, a thirty something guy, was talking excitedly. So, Sandro usually doesn’t bring a date. There is an ulterior motive behind this. Sandro looked at me with the same unreadable expression and then at the groom. “Is the don here?” The groom shook his head. Then he smiled at me. Since I hadn’t forgotten my manners yet, I said, “Congratulations on your wedding.” He smiled and muttered a thank you.

Or maybe I could just make his eyes pop out since I don't have the strength to twist his neck. "As what I've said, it is the proof that we both agreed to in a deal, like a contract. However, you cannot do something that is against the contract terms, which means you can do nothing to me while we are in the deal. I can't also run from my obligation to you. It binds us that way." And I was completely unaware of this! What the hell did I put myself into? If that's the case, then how can I execute an ambush attack? This is a dead end!

I said, sitting down and pulling a folded piece of paper from my inner pocket and sliding it across the table to him. He looked at the paper. He looked at me. He picked it up. I watched him read it and I watched his face move through several expressions in quick succession, surprise, calculation, the specific quality of interest that appeared on Reuel's face when something landed in front of him that he had not expected and that he was trying to figure out how to use. "A contract bonding," he said. "A contract bonding," I said. "On paper. Public. Formal enough that every wolf in the Seven Pack territory knows about it. Temporary, with terms I have already outlined on the second page."

I raised my hand to hit him slightly but noticed the diamond ring on my finger, I brought it down and stared at it confused. “When...” “I have my ways and besides, who engages someone with a ring?” I have no words; it was beautiful and made me feel like a real bride but that all shattered when I saw the contract that I actually requested reminding that this was a just pretend stunt until he finally gets off his father clutches. “Go through it and see if there’s any problem,” he said calmly going back to his seat. I scanned through the contract and noticed something insane, “what do you mean this is indefinite?”

He was the one who had a lot of women frolicking around him and trying to catch his attention and he kept smiling at them but she was the one who needed to push other men away? "You understand the terms of the contract that says that no one is liable to breach it especially in public until it is time for us to part ways, right?" Her mind quickly flashed to the tenth page of the stupid contractor she had signed in a hurry. Granted, her lawyer had been present but it didn't suffice. "I'm sure that my lawyer will have told me if there was going to be any clause that I couldn't abide by."

"What contract?" "A contract that bonds you and I together"he said "Bonds us ? I thought you said it's all going to be fake?" I asked "And it will, believe me when I say that I also don't want to be tied down by a woman" "Then what's this contract all about?"I asked seething with anger "Its a contract that will legalise that deal we made, a contract that will have a consequence if any one of us breaks it"He said and I stared at him in horror

"I'll have the revised version back here by midnight. Have your witness ready—you'll need someone who's not either attorney to verify signatures." She left, and I was alone with Liam and the contract that would define the rest of our lives. "Are you sure about this?" he asked. "Once we sign, we're bound by these terms. We can't go back to just... figuring it out emotionally." "We weren't figuring it out. We were destroying each other." I touched the contract. "This way, at least we have rules. Boundaries. Ways to know when we're crossing lines." "It's not romantic."

"Well, I also don't want the company to go dry, so of course, I'm willing to help." "Thank you so much Brandon," Darth was feeling quite elated but Brandon quickly dampened the mood by producing a document from a table behind him. Pushing it toward Darth, he revealed it was a contract. As Darth took the document, he realized it was no ordinary agreement. It was a binding contract with significant consequences. His heart pounded as he read the stipulations, and he knew that agreeing to this contract would come at a high price. Brandon's one and only rule was simple yet far-reaching: "From today henceforth, you shall listen to all orders I give you, and you shall abide by them." Going against