Contract Over You Re Free To Go Novels & Stories

He walked past her and stopped in the middle of the living room. "You probably already know why I’m here," he said bluntly. "Rafael, just listen to me…" He raised his hand, a sharp gesture that silenced her immediately. "Please, let me finish." He took a deep breath. "You’re free from the contract. You can do whatever you want with your life. Our agreement is over. I’m not going to throw you out of here overnight, and I won’t ask for anything back from what I gave you: clothes, jewelry, the car… it’s all yours. You can stay in the apartment until the last day stated in the contract. That’s it. I have nothing more to say."

On their third anniversary, Adonis Kent suddenly announced that he was going to be single again. "Let’s break up." Claire Monroe was stunned. Before she could even wrap her head around what was happening, she was handed a "girlfriend evaluation form". Adonis's secretary, Bonnie Spencer, wore a mocking expression when she said, "Claire, you failed to score ninety points this year. Adonis has a rule of dating women who only scored above ninety. "Anything below that benchmark eliminates you as a suitable girlfriend candidate. "He will be breaking up with you today." Claire felt the tips of her fingers turn cold when she stared at the evaluation form. It was public knowledge that Adonis,

“I’m not going to tie you down to me, if you feel that you’re more deserving than what I can give you, you are free to leave.” “I present to you a marriage contract.”

“Wait, you're not joking? No! I couldn't possibly leave my dorm. What kind of a request is that?” “Order, hon. I never asked.” A tone of finality lingered in the air. “I think this has gone way too far now, and it seems to be a breach of contract!” Autumn's voice lifted, stepping closer now to his own surprise. “I can't do that.” “I didn't think you could get this mad. How cute?” Vegas taunted, his expression shifting to one of amusement. “There’s nothing stating that I can't do that. It clearly states that you're bound to do whatever I want, whenever I want. Didn’t you read the contract before signing? Or did your desperation override your senses?”

I nodded again. "So according to the contract, there are still two and a half years left for you to stay here" "Hmm" "So... if you accept the proposal and get ready to give birth to my child then...... I will free you from this contract" My eyes became wide. How is this possible? He is ready to set me free? "Yes, I will give you the freedom that you want. I will free you from all the legal obligations and the debt. You would no longer stay in my cage and would be free to go anywhere after you give birth to my baby"

Right, you were a fool and you will always be one, I mentally slap myself and look away from him. “Get ready and get in the private room. He is waiting in room number 6 for you.” He throws my bra at me and walks out slamming the door quite hard. I roll my eyes and put on the bra and start fixing myself. While I fix my mascara, I start to recall all the things Cheryl told me about giving a lap dance, she mentioned that there will be touching of things; a lot of touching. But if the customer gets too handsy on me, I can walk out of the room anytime I want. Thank god, at least I have the liberty to do that.

"Congratulations Elliot. I'm happy for you." "Thank you." She wanted to ask why he looked angry when he came in but she didn't, it was not her business. "So what's next?" She asked him. "What are we doing now?" "Oh yeah." He rubbed his forehead, they had to talk about them. "So everything will finally be over this weekend and we can go our separate ways." "The contract is over?" She asked. "Well yeah." He replied. "I've gotten what I wanted." "No one cancelled so no one's owning anyone."

"As you will, I leave that to you, I trust you know what works in this regard, and when he is distracted, you do the rest, it’ll be done in minutes, and you’ll never have to see him again. You will be free” Free. I wanted that. Freedom. For a time, after I signed the contract and my life away, I had wanted that so badly I couldn’t breathe. It was all I could think of. And now Mr Grayson was giving me a way out, so why did I want to run away and act like this conversation never happened? I wanted to forget it. I haven't felt trapped in a long time. Quite the contrary, I've never felt this free. “Ian and I have an agreement so long as he didn’t violate that, I have to keep my end too” That mea

"Another gift? Ethan, you don't need to keep buying me things." "It's not that kind of gift." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small envelope. "It's a contract." "A contract?" "Our original agreement. I'm voiding it." Sophia stared at the envelope. "You're what?" "I'm voiding our contract. Effective immediately. Which means you're free to leave if you want to, or stay if you want to. But either way, it's your choice, not an obligation." "And if I choose to stay?"

I turned to face Alaric again, snatching my arm away from his grip—and instantly felt bad about it because now he couldn’t feel anything. “I can’t do it anymore, Alaric,” I said, shaking my head. “I can’t.” I didn’t know what I was expecting Alaric to say when he opened his mouth, but it definitely wasn’t this: “You signed a contract.” I shoved out a breath. I couldn’t believe this. Couldn’t believe that he would say something like this after every other thing that he had revealed to me about me being able to leave whenever I wanted. “Yeah,” I breathed, unable to find my voice. “One that says I can leave whenever I want. You told me this yourself.” Alaric’s jaw clenched like he was regrettin