Contract Marriage Kdrama Novels & Stories

When he was done typing, he moved towards the printer on his desk and took out two pieces of paper. "Emily Grant, right?" he asked. "Yes sir," she answered timidly. He looked at her and sighed. He held the papers towards her. She moved forward and took them. The paper contained a contract agreement. "What was going to happen to her marriage tomorrow? Well, to hell with it. She would be better off with anyone but Jayden. If she signed this contract, she won't have to apologize to Jayden and her family will not use her to get millions or social status. Moreover, it was just a two year contract and she will be paid a sum of 10 million dollars. This was indeed much better," she thought.

He dropped the bomb like he did not just change the entire plan of my life. “W-what?” I stuttered for words as my eyes widened. “I can’t move out now. I have-” “Jennifer, you signed a contract.” “But it did not include me moving in with you.” I told him, defiantly crossing my arms beneath my breasts. His eyes followed the action and they seemed to droop a little before he looked away and turned back to me with a ridiculous look. “Do husband and wife live together?” He asked. “Yes and so-” The rest of the words died in my throat at realization dawned on me.

Waiting. My hands shook as I turned to the first page of the contract, the paper crisp and official-looking. At the top, in bold letters: MARRIAGE AGREEMENT BETWEEN DAMIAN ALEXANDER COLE AND SCARLET MARIE HAYES. Seeing our names together like that made something twist in my chest. "Let's go through the terms," Marcus said, his voice carefully neutral. "Page one outlines the basic structure. This is an eighteen-month contractual marriage with the option to renew if both parties agree."

Lucien’s dangerous, of course, but not the kind of danger I crawled out from. “I can’t love him. He forced me into a marriage." Isolde chuckles, “I’ve heard of contract marriages that've worked out.” "Besides,” Mireya raises her cup to me with a smirk, “who said anything about love?”

“For real, how does your revenge have anything to do with me marrying you?” “I learned your grandma wants to hand over the company to you if you get married. Won't it be a win-win for the both of us? I get revenge on my ex-husband, and you get the company, then we get divorced after some months,” she proposed. His lips curled into a dark smile, amused by her words. He had never seen a lady propose a contract marriage. It was always men doing it. This was his first time.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Never do that again. I just wanna tell you that breakfast is ready!" I left his room, and even though we were married, we didn't sleep in the same bed. That's because I'm just a contract wife for this man. I have to spend my one year in this luxurious apartment, but I can't do anything I want. Like a bird in a golden cage, it's beautiful, but I can't move around freely. But what can I do? I had to do anything to make up for the money I'd spent on my father's operation.

His hands went to my ass while he squeezed it, and then pulled me closer to him as our chests touched each other. He did all of this with no sort of facial expression. "Don't you think you are moving forward? This is just an act! I mean, the marriage is an act, and we are not even married yet." I made it clear to him while I moved backwards, and then removed his hand from my ass. "Woah! Who told you what I was doing wasn't an act, either? I was just trying to let you know the kind of act I was going to pull with you when we get married, too. Do you still want to get married to me?" He questioned.

"Hun, we're married. Your claim wouldn't even hold up in court." The cute frown returns to her face. "It would, if I told them we're not really married." I tilt my head. "Would you now?" She lifts her chin, crossing her arms, trying to look defiant. It only serves to push up her breasts, exposing more of that tempting cleavage. My gaze drops down to the beautiful molds of flesh, and I try not to stare... at least not for long. "Yes." "I think you're getting this all mixed up, sweetheart," I say. "As long as your signature is on that contract, we really are married. Even if it's only temporary."

“Read it.” I shot him a glance and then at the folder. Then I opened it cautiously and scanned the pages. I caught the titled heading and my breath caught. “What?” “Yes.” Darren said dryly. This was a contract. But it was new. My eyes flickered to his again. “What is this?” He just leaned back, studying me. “A deal.” I swallowed, scanning the contents again. Terms of Agreement: Both parties are to stay married for 2 months. If at the end of the 2 months, Party B (Isadora Giordano) finds Party A (Darren Barlowe) unbearable, they will divorce.

Never in a million years has she imagined talking about marriage with the most annoying guy on earth, but. "Contract marriage." She looks up like the proud princess she is, "It's just to help each other out!" "Deal." He curves his lips. God knows for how long has he been waiting for her, and how painful it has been for him to watch her loving the wrong person who doesn't deserve her. Watching his prey stepping in his trap, he smiles gently as he hold out his hand to her: "This way then, my queen." ------- XOXO