Contract For Girlfriend Novels & Stories

She smiled devilishly to herself when she imagined pushing Angel into the pool. "I think I have an idea." "I know you always do. Now out with it." Angel paid full attention to the words about to leave Grace's mouth. "Since you only have a short time left, and you can't possibly meet anyone now, added with your busy schedule..." "Yes...and?..." Angel asked suspiciously. Grace had her in suspense. "And... I think you should just base the whole thing as a contract." "I'm not following." "Contract a lover. You can pay the person to pretend to be your lover and do a fake wedding." Grace said with excitement of her idea.

Not that much have changed since then. "Well soon she will be free why don't you marry her," I mocked. "I do not eat your left overs," I heard him growl softly to himself, a weird note in his voice. In college girls have always been a source of competition, unfortunately I was the better looking one with swag and money so most of the girls preferred me, something that annoyed Max a lot. "Think you could draft up the papers and send to her lawyer." Max nodded. "Any compensation?" I tilted my head to one side as if thinking about it.

She asked him. " That doesn't matter, you were mentioning something about quitting , I'd like to hear you say it again!" He pulled her close roughly again his hard length body. "I'm quitt from being your girlfriend!" She said boldly to him. But he scoffed instead , "You didn't read the contract did you?" He scoffed . " No , why ? " She furrowed her brow in confusion. " That is because the contract terms is indefinite ! " He told her to her face , and for the first time she saw him chuckled .

She asked, settling on the chair again. "A relationship contract," He said, looking at her face while he threw the bomb. "Excuse you!?" She was almost shouting. "Permission granted, excused," He said. "A relationship contract? What for? I don't remember telling you I'm in love with you, Mr. Greg!" She was already shouting. "Hell No! I don't want you to love me. You play your part as my girlfriend and nothing more. There will be no form of intimacy too," He said in explanation.

She ate her tacos and donut but she kept the chocolate bars for later when she's studying. She entered their bedroom and she brought out some textbooks to read. Zach is in the bathroom having his bath. He came out and he found her seated by his reading table. He dropped a document on the table. "Sign it" he said. "What is this?" "The contract to our fake relationship" he answered. "I have another question, how long are we going to put up this act?" "Till I get back my properties..." "So you're not certain?"

Her brain couldn't digest that she was married already. She was married! With Kelvin Williams! "We will pack all the things in your house," Kelvin said, breaking Luliyah out of her thoughts. Luliyah looked up, seeing Kelvin who said it while closing his eyes. "Ah ... But ..." Luliyah couldn't digest it all. Everything was happening so fast. Wasn't their marriage just a contract marriage? Should she also live with Kelvin? 'Contract marriage...' They were married because of their own interests. Harris initially opposed the marriage because Kelvin was in no gain position. Kelvin will spend a lot of money to pay for Luliyah's mother hospital bill, but what will she give Kelvin in return?

His reply left me frozen on the seat and I stared at him for the next few minutes, trying to process what the fuck he just said. "Hu...huh?" "I will pay you any amount you want, just name your price. Let's get married," He said for the second time, and I scoffed unbelievably because this didn't make any sense to me. "It's a contract marriage, and we are going to get a divorce after three months, so you have nothing to worry about..." "I'm sorry, Sir... But I'm not interested," I quickly declined his request before he could finish his explanation. That didn't make any sense, and there was no way I was ever going to do that.

I say, trying my best to look composed, “thank you” “I’ve asked my lawyer to draft up a contract, you can add anything you want but my terms are not up for discussion. The marriage will be for five years” he says, standing to his feet. I nod, “do you have the contract ready?” I ask, he shakes his head, “no, it’ll be ready first thing tomorrow morning”. “Here's my number” he says, handing me his business card, “you can text me your terms and I’ll be sure to add them if I agree with them. If not we can have a discussion pertaining to that”

She sneered at me. "But instead of checking me out like a girlfriend on a mission to seduce, you could be a responsible girlfriend by asking me to teach you how to knot a tie so you can help your boyfriend out whenever he's getting late to an important meeting" She turned her body fully at me "And when did I agree to knot your ties?" "Claire, you are technically my girlfriend..." She cut me off, emphasising on each word. "FAKE GIRLFRIEND" I gave her a care less look "Yeah, whatever, but it states in the contract that as my girlfriend..."

A few minutes ago, I was here to let this damn man know about his Girlfriend and why he was holding onto me even when he had his own girlfriend. I overheard their conversation this morning, and no doubt I was hurt and angry, but then again, it meant absolutely nothing as far as I can remember. I'm just the girl he needed to quench his taste last night, and I'm not supposed to catch feelings, especially with my boss or client. "Here is the contract that binds us together; make sure to go through it and sign it," he said, handing it over to me with a smirk, his face wide with a satisfactory smile that has a curvature on it.