Contrato Matrimonial Novels & Stories

They both came up with an agreement: they'd pretend to be in love in front of others while being free to secretly be with other people intimately. The contract was for 3 years, and it stated: 1. No intimacy except with others. 2. Confidentiality. 3. They must move in together when married. 4. They must act in love when they are with his parents. When Celine went through the contract, she was satisfied with it, and both of them signed it. Christopher drove them both to the courthouse, as he had a judge waiting for them. The marriage process did not take long; they became legally married that same morning.

I replied, even though he kind of was—in the most irritating way. He walked over to his desk, picked up a folder, and laid it out. “Good. Saves us both time. This is the contract. Read it, ask your questions, then sign.” I didn’t sit. Instead, I took the folder and flipped through it. --- Marriage Contract Between Alfred Xander Blake and Vivian Emmanuella Davis Two-years term minimum Appearances at events and functions Joint residence required Intimacy optional No emotional obligations Financial benefits included Absolute discretion Secrets remain buried

PARTIES: Party A Doctor Heath Godric Age: 44 years old Occupation: Dentist PARTY B Florence Emry Age: 20 years old Occupation: College Student RECITALS: * Both Party A and Party B wish to establish a contractual marriage with the primary objectives of securing financial advantages and enhancing Doctor Heath Godric’s reputation. * This agreement is a formal legal contract between Party A and Party B, explicitly stating that it does not constitute a genuine marriage. Neither party needs, expects or requires romantic love or sexual intimacy from the other. TERMS AND CONDITIONS: Duration: This contract shall remain in effect for five years or sixty months and to be extended for renewal.

“Read the contract, and sign it if you're fine with all the clauses,” I blinked, staring at him, confused. What contract? My eyes flicked back to the paper as I picked it up. I stiffened. ‘Marriage Contract’ was written boldly at the top of the paper. My eyes wandered round the paper. No sex. No strings attached. No meddling in each other's affairs. No third party. Appear publicly as his wife, but never tell people about us. Then my eyes stilled on it… The number of years we'll be married for. Three years.

But for now, I set the thought aside and continued reading. Living arrangements. Public appearances and duties—mainly maintaining the image of a real couple when required. A strict confidentiality clause not to disclose the contractual nature of the marriage. A non-interference clause ensuring no involvement in each other’s private lives beyond what was necessary. A clear boundary: no romantic or physical involvement. An exclusivity clause dictating no dating or relationships outside the marriage. And detailed penalties for breaching the contract or violating any clause. It was thorough. Almost airtight. More than that, it covered things I hadn’t even considered.

They had learned that love and courage could conquer even the darkest of fears, and they would always have a friend in each other. But their ordeal wasn't over yet. As they arrived home, they found a surprise waiting for them. A man in a suit stood at their doorstep, holding a contract in his hand. "What's this?" Emily asked, eyeing the man suspiciously. "It's a contract," the man replied. "You and Ethan are married by contract, but the contract has been terminated." Emily's heart sank. "What do you mean terminated?" "It means that the contract is no longer valid," the man said, handing her the document.

Do you give me your word that you will stick to the new terms? "I can draw up a revised document." "No need, do you give me your word?" Alex realized she trusted him on the same level he trusted her. A pickle of satisfaction ran through him. "I give you my word." "Then i will shake on it. Oh, and the dissolution of our marriage after one year, my family can't be hurt in this deception. We cite irreconcilable differences and pretend to part as friends." "I can live with that." "Good, pick me up tonight at seven and we will go see my family and break the news. I will take care of all the wedding arrangements.

The black lace nightgown was so pitifully lacking in fabric that even the most important place could not be covered. This proves that… Maddy thought she was holding a hot sweet potato, which made her blush. She felt like a lowly prostitute who use any tricks to please her guests. Of course, in reality, Marsha hated her coming into her life, but because of the marriage problems between the two families, Marsha still tried to think of all sorts of ways to make Maddy stay in bed to please Lukas. The so-called marriage is just a physical transaction, just like half a month ago she exchanged her first night for a million.

By page twenty-four, she looked angry. “Absolutely not.” “Maya.” “No. This is not a contract. This is a trap with letterhead.” “It’s standard for clients at this level.” “Standard for people who expect to ruin lives and pay invoices afterward.” Lena rubbed her forehead. “It’s one wedding.” “No, it’s not. You said it yourself. This is a merger wearing a veil.” That was the problem. Maya was right.

This might ruin his reputation to the public if they will know about this also this is just a contract marriage, no need to say it in public. Third, we will live in the same roof but not in the same room. I almost got choke by my own saliva when I read the number 3. I really thought we're living in the same roof and the same room. Fourth, we will act like a real couple infront of my family. I sighed as I continue reading his conditions. Fifth, if I need to kiss you, you should let me. It is if only need. My forehead furrowed on number five. Oh well, maybe this won't happen. Maybe his family will not gonna force us to kiss infront of them.