Contract Lover Novels & Stories

So this tall guy with nerdy glasses is his lover? “Narat? Is that really you?” He recognized me instantly. “Baby, do you know him?” “Yes, love. He’s my best friend’s lover. Please wait in the car,I’ve got some serious business to discuss with him.” He kissed his partner’s cheek and sent him off. I kept scanning and told him the total. “Where have you been? Do you know how worried Kasit is? He’s been searching everywhere for you.” “Then he should stop searching. What we shared was a contract, and that’s all. Please make your payment so you don’t keep your man waiting.”

Ava paused, feeling almost like laughing for a moment, nearly thinking she'd misheard. "You think I'm faking it? That I'm pretending to be sick to stop you from seeing your lover?" William was angered by her words. "Watch your language. Don't forget your place." Ava smiled silently, the kind of smile that comes from a broken heart, then leaned against the car window without another word. What right did she have now to call Sarah his lover? Never mind that they'd signed divorce papers - even if they weren't divorcing, she had no right.

“Lukas, I’m going out to meet up with Sonia; I will be back soon. If you need anything, call me.” At Aunt Jane's waiting room, she sat anxiously in the waiting room, unsure of what to expect. When Aunt Jane walked up, she jumped to her feet, her heart skipping a beat. She was ridiculously nervous. “Nice to see you, Emma.” Emma smiled; she couldn’t wait for her to spill everything about the contract. “Aunt Jane, about the contract marriage, what is it all about, and also the duration." Emma asked with curiosity. “You marry someone, legally, for a set period. No emotions, no real attachment. You’d be helping him fulfill a requirement, and he’ll give you the money you need.”

“The ten million. It’s supposed to be transferred the moment the contract expires, right?” I hesitated, the legalities feeling like a distant dream. “The agreement says it will.” She gave me a long, skeptical look. “Elena… you actually trust those people to follow through?” I let out a soft, jagged laugh. “No.” “But?” “But it doesn’t matter anymore. Even if the money never hits my account, I’m still walking out that door. Freedom is worth more than any price the Michael family could ever pay me.” I straightened my shoulders.

“But no matter how horrible the world paints me, in my heart, you’re still my most treasured person.” “And you’re so quick to judge me. What about you? Have you ever loved me?” “I’ve always loved you, okay?” Nina explained hastily. “Because I was afraid of the contract clause, I always acted distant.” Their relationship was bound by a contract that forbade them from falling in love. How could she dare reveal her emotions knowing the consequences? “And how do you know it wasn’t me who fell first?” Jayden’s question pierced through the tension. Nina was stunned, her mouth falling agape, when she heard Jayden’s unexpected words. Seeing her moist lips, Jayden was tempted to take a bite.

“I-I want to start from the basics. If this is about a contract to be your lover, that means a couple, right? You and me? What kind of couple?” “Haven’t you ever been in a relationship before?” Irina flinched, choosing to avert her gaze. Even so, I knew her ears had heard what I was about to say. “First, here’s the contract between us. Read it,” I demanded, handing her the sheet of paper. “Bratva Contract Lover!” She began spelling out the big title, paused, and then spoke again. “First Party, The Pakhan.” She looked at me, and I nodded in response.

"The bride, Lola, is to do what she deems fit. She will get what she wants and do what she pleases. Any infringement of this clause will automatically lead to it being dissolved and a compensation of half of the wealth of the licensee bring transferred to the licensor." My mother's face turned white, and I balled my fists in rage. "Excuse me? What nonsense is this? This will not stand!" I growled, standing to my feet. What the hell? Joe selfish, could Lola be? I turned in the direction of my mother and sister, who had signed the contract and shot them a glare. "How dare you, Lola? I took you in and treated you as my own daughter! How could you be such an ingrate?"

A sour sensation shot from his chest straight up to the tip of his nose. "Of course he likes me. He's kind to me, gentle, caring, gentle, and intelligent, never forcing me to do things I don't want to do." It was just love, not love or like, but she didn't have to tell this rogue man that! "Is that so? He's so good, why don't you stay with him but follow me?" "I'm staying with you! It's because of the contract….Forget it. I didn't tell you."