Contract For Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Since you can't respect my decision in this relationship or do whatever I say, then I feel there's no need to continue. We are done Camille" " W-w-what?" "You heard me right Camille. We are done." "W-why? Mr. Lewis, this is not what is stated in the contract. The contract I signed states that I will be your girlfriend for six months. It's only been a month and you are calling it off." A contract? Ava was shocked to her bones. "I'm quite sure you didn't read the contract, properly. Dean, please get me a copy of the document."

Luckily for me, it was a soft and comfortable bed, just as I like it. "Huh!" I heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the bed as I heard my phone beeped a call. I located the phone and answered the call. I placed it on my ear to receive the voice of the caller. "Hello mam! I'm in" I informed the caller. "Good! Daphne, remember, you have 30 days to eliminate him. Don't let me down" the caller reminded me of our contract. "Yes mam, I won't fail you. He'd be dead sooner than you expect" I gave my reply and she ended the call immediately.

When I woke up again, I met his gaze. "It's time to read the contract to you," he said. I was confused. "Um..." He reminded me, "The one you just signed. You need to know what the contents are." I sat up attentively and said, "Alright, I am listening." He flipped through the pages of the contract and began reading. "You will be my girlfriend for three years. During these three years, you won’t talk to other men, see other men, or even think of other men. You shouldn’t smile at any other man except me, and you are not allowed to look at other men..."

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Luca looked away first. That was confirmation enough. Damon exhaled slowly. “You’re not leaving.” Luca looked back at him. “That’s not your decision.” Damon stepped closer. “You’re under contract.” “Contracts can be terminated.” “Not this one.” Luca frowned slightly. “What does that mean?” Damon’s voice turned calm. Dangerously calm. “It means if you try to walk away…” He paused. “…I’ll make sure every security firm in Europe blacklists you.” Luca blinked.

“Right. I am your pretend girlfriend.” “Which reminds me.” He pulled out a document and slid it across the desk. “Sign it.” I took it and scanned through. The contract. The first clause stood out immediately. No falling in love. “Do I get to make my own rules?” I asked, stepping closer. He looked up. “What rules?” “You do not get to touch me for the six months.” A quiet hiss left him. “Not possible.” I signed the document anyway and placed it back on his desk.

The word tasted heavy. Necessary. He took one slow step closer. Not enough to trap me again. Enough to remind me how easily he could. “Didn’t we sign an agreement yesterday?” My breath caught. The contract flashed through my mind before I could stop it. The ink. My name. My decision. “According to that,” he continued calmly, “we are officially boyfriend and girlfriend.” The sentence landed far more heavily than it should have. Heat crawled up my neck. “That contract is professional,” I said quickly. “Public. Temporary. It doesn’t give you the right to corner me like I’m some object you own.”

He dropped the paper on the table right beside me as he stared at me. “What’s that?” “A contract.” My eyebrows raised as I stared at him. “Contract for what?” “I need a girlfriend to get the rumours of me being gay off the media and also get the media off my neck, and yesterday the photo of a girl kissing me has been making rounds all over campus and social media. “You kissed me, Rosie, and that I’m willing to forgive, but you have to be my fake girlfriend for a year, and you get paid 10k USD every month plus the luxury that comes with it, and if I’m being honest, you need that money.”

Levi asked, looking at one such profile of a greyed-out silhouette of a woman's face with a huge padlock sign over it. "It means the companion is in an exclusive relationship." "They can go exclusive? Like dating?" "It's called a girlfriend contract. They do everything pretty much a girlfriend would do. But sex is not necessarily a given. It's up to the companion and whether or not they're attracted to you. If they are, they can add that part in. Dreams is pretty strict on that." "What's the point then if she's girlfriend but doesn't want to have sex?" Mark asked, bemused by the notion of a girlfriend contract.

I said as I drove to my house. "But I thought we agreed that we would take this slowly, I mean it is what the contract states isn't it?" She said to me. I didn't answer her because I was beginning to lose my cool. After what I saw tonight I realised that the contract was BS, I gave her way too much freedom, I made her feel like we are equals in this, we might have a contract but she is still going to be portrayed as my girlfriend. I have an image I have to keep, a standard to hold. This is my future we are talking about here, the whole point of me even suggesting that we have a contract was because I wanted to secure my future, this is something that I had to do.