Contract For Friendship Novels & Stories

“Yes. By happy coincidence my lawyer saw fit to add it.” “That’s so weird…” I mutter. He takes over from reading. “Next… ‘Strictly Friends Relationship in private: Both parties agree that, outside the scope of this Agreement, they shall maintain a strictly platonic and friends-only relationship in private. This means that any romantic involvement or intimacy beyond the terms specified in this contract shall be strictly prohibited. Any deviation from the strictly platonic and friends-only relationship shall be considered a breach of this Private Agreement.’ I look at him to check his reaction and he’s staring at the paper with a look of distaste. Then he sighs and turns to me. “I’m sorry but

I do. I bolt up out of my chair and look at my friends. With a conviction I didn’t have earlier, I confidently reply, “We can’t mark each other until we are 30 and haven’t found our true mates. If we find our mates, this contract relationship is void and ends immediately.” A wave of heat flows off my father as his fingers tighten around his pen. I quickly look at my friends and, with my eyes, beg them to agree. Luckily, the other alphas nod and in unison say, “I agree.”

Sera was quiet. Kael continued. "The contract I'm proposing is transactional. No emotional expectation. No requirements beyond mutual support and information sharing. You maintain your merchant identity. I rebuild under the Dreadmourne name with your association providing legitimacy. We pool knowledge. We share resources. We operate as partners in a clearly defined arrangement." "For how long." "Until the contract is no longer beneficial to both parties." "And if one party decides the contract is no longer beneficial before the other." "Dissolution by mutual agreement," Kael said. "Standard contractual terms. The System registers the marriage and recognizes the dissolution if both parties co

I squeeze his hands and let out a small sigh. “Of course we can,” I say, knowing that no matter how different our lives will be, we’ll keep in touch as long as there is a limit to our friendship. Besides, it’s not like I am cheating on Liam. We are just in a contract marriage and it said nothing about having another lover. I blush, not that I expect my friendship with Tom to develop. Even if we didn’t lose this sense of comfort in each other’s presence, he’s with another woman already.

Would it be fun for him? “Then let’s be friends on this day,” I suggested and crossed my arms, defending myself from the games he was trying to play. “We call each other by our real names, share information, and have fun in this contract before the inevitable comes. Is it a deal?" Well, I will play games if he wants to. Who says I would let myself lose from him, anyway? He smiled and it was the most charming thing I have ever seen in him. Before, for a long time, he never smiled or laughed in front of me. But now, he has changed due to the contract.

“No leverage of any kind, and definitely no surprises. I hate surprises.’ I nodded thoughtfully, wondering what would happen if I actually tried surprising her. “…I can do most of that.” Axel groaned. “Alexei.” “I said most,” I repeated with a pout. “Which brings me to my condition.” Brielle closed her eyes. “Here it comes.” “I want a contract.” She stared at me. “A what?” “A friendship contract,” I revealed with a bright smile. Axel blinked. “You’re kidding.” “Dead serious.”

With that, I looped my arm around Gerald's waist and Trevor halted his steps instantly. Surprise flared in Gerald's eyes as I placed my legs between his thighs and leaned against him, silently willing him to go out for a long pass. "Now that it has gotten to this point, I don't have to hide the fact that I'm also sleeping with my best friend. Now, let's get the rejection over and done with!" Claudia let out a peal of unhinged laughter. "You're sleeping with your janitor best friend? How low can you stoop, Beth?"

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.

"Thanks for your concerns, but I can't be fine if something happened to you if you help." "Don't be boastful! Let us help you search for that book!!" Aaron angrily insisted, standing from his chair. "We are friends, and friends help each other!!" I smiled. So this is what Aaron was thinking all of the time? I am surprised for his sincere concern.. "Yeah." Ella added to Aaron's speech. "Friendship is characterized by common trades. Friendship help their comrades to obtain and disseminate their wants." I am touched. This two jerk... Why would they be so generous to offer their help for me. I bowed my head. I tried holding me tears back.

“Close.” “How close?” I asked. Celeste gave me an irritated glance. “You can’t measure friendship like market volatility.” “You can approximate access.” “Fine. Real friends, the useful kind. Which means the husbands have a channel to each other that never touches a single document you could subpoena. A wife mentions a name over lunch. A dinner gets arranged. Nothing’s ever written down, because nothing needs to be. That’s how access moves at this level. Through the people you decided didn’t count.”