Contract Over You Re Free To Go Novels & Stories

"The contract expires in two weeks." Claire's heart sank despite knowing this was coming. "Oh." "Which means technically, legally, you could walk away. Take everything we agreed to and never look back, no penalties." "I don't want to walk away." "I know. But I need you to understand that you can. No matter what I say next, you still have that choice, that agency." He took her hands carefully. "Because what I'm about to ask has nothing to do with contracts or arrangements or business deals."

"But it's also honest. I needed you to stay, so I made sure you couldn't leave. Not without destroying yourself financially." "And now?" My voice came out quieter than I intended. Alexander turned to look at me fully, his eyes searching my face. "Now I'm telling you that clause is void. You don't have to pay back ten times what you received. You don't have to pay back anything." My heart stuttered. "What are you talking about?" "You're not leaving." He said it with absolute certainty. "You're angry right now, hurt because of the comments and the articles. But you're not actually going anywhere. So the clause doesn't matter."

His long fingers tightened on the page as he slowly tore it in half. The crisp tear sounded unnaturally loud in the stillness of the snowy night. The paper split into two, then four, until only ragged scraps remained. The wind caught them and scattered them across the snow. "If staying with me makes you unhappy, then don't stay." His voice was low and resigned. "This contract is void now. You're free. Once your hands heal, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want. You don't have to stay with me. Don't force yourself."

"You cleared his debt. You cannot threaten him with that anymore." "Can I not?" Anna tilted her head slightly. "That contract we signed? The one that forgave his debt in exchange for your six months? It has clauses. Conditions. One of them being that you fulfill your end of the agreement. If you breach the contract, if you leave before the six months are complete, the debt forgiveness becomes null and void." Bianca felt ice spreading through her veins. "What?"

I didn’t respond. Because I didn’t know what to believe anymore. He studied me for a moment then said something that made my heart drop completely. “Once she gives birth…” I stiffened. “…you’re free to leave.” The words felt like a knife. Slo “What?” I whispered. “Our contract,” he continued, his voice steady. “It ends after she gives birth.” My chest tightened. “And until then?” I asked. He didn’t hesitate. “We continue.” I stared at him not quite understanding him.

"It's fine. You can leave. I'll transfer your pay in a minute." He stared at me in shock, frozen in place. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Seriously? You've been giving us an attitude ever since that day we didn't go to the hospital with you. What's there to be mad about? You..." "The contract is over. There's no need to keep up with the act," I looked at him, my eyes void of any emotions. "Pack up. Take your parents and leave." His face turned stormy.

Decided. Scott’s voice came from the hall. “You’re up.” He stepped in wearing black, sleeves rolled, phone in his hand. He took one look at the spread pages and moved closer, not touching, but close enough to read. Freeda held the clause still. “He can act for me. Ninety days.” Scott’s jaw tightened once. “He wanted time.” “I want it back,” Freeda said. Kris pointed at the revocation line. “Can she undo it?”

Cody sat on the leather arm of the sofa, quiet, his steady eyes tracking every move I made. “The board doesn’t own our contracts anymore,” I continued, my gaze fixed on the glowing laptop screen. “As of five minutes ago, my holding company does. Unrestricted trade releases, full medical autonomy, and a non-disparagement clause that keeps Harlan’s mouth shut permanently. Confirm the language and stand by.” I ended the call, cutting the line with a sharp tap. Hunter’s voice came out rough, heavy with the weight of the last six months. “You just bought us out from under them.”

Promise, then ghost his ass. “Sure.” I muttered, forcing a right smile. He studied me for a brief moment, then passed the phone to me and got up. I snatched the phone from him, holding it tightly as if to make sure it wouldn't disappear again. What could possibly go wrong? It wasn't like I'd signed some sort of contract with him anyway. “So, am I free to leave?” I asked, my head tilting up to scan his face for an approval. He shrugged, “if you wish to.”

Ashton Rivers catches his wife, Jezebel Vesper, on a date with her 99th lover, Damien Grimshaw, and is then "accidentally" pushed down the stairs, causing his eardrums to tear and leaving him deaf in one ear. This is the fifth time an "accident" like this has happened. The previous times involved a broken right hand, a nearly-blinded left eye, and more. Every time, the price Ashton pays is excruciating. However, this time, Ashton doesn't make a scene anymore. He goes to the hospital alone for treatment without any unnecessary drama or accusations. This is all because of the humiliating agreement that Jezebel's grandmother, Lilith Thorne, forced him to sign eight years ago when he married