Contrato Matrimonial Novels & Stories

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?

“Being cozy with her in front of me. We’re supposed to be married.” His expression didn’t change. “We are married.” “You know what I mean. The contract doesn’t make us… all the things. But it does say we don’t date other people. We don’t sleep with other people.” He blinked, very slowly. “I know what the contract says.” He said.

I failed to recognize such because I was overwhelmed by his sudden disturbance and the mention of marriage. “Sit.” My brows furrowed. Why does he order me around like I am a dog? I snorted and took a seat on the couch. He dragged the envelope nearer in my direction before crossing his arms over his chest. “This is a contract about our marriage. Read it.” I don’t have a choice but to do it so I read the entire contract. It was a normal marriage contract aside from its expiration. In two to three years, the contract will expire as well as our bond as a husband and wife will be nullified as what the contract implies.

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

“Who would’ve thought you’re knowledgeable in legal matters?” Jasmine's face flushed red. She could sense he was being sarcastic. Tristan leaned very close to her, puffing his breaths on the tip of her nose. “In that case, we are gonna be considered a legally married couple if we get our Contract marriage agreement signed, Right?” He’s as cunning as a fox! He forced me to his house, yet he’s also planning on getting us married. How can a naive girl like me match up against a sly devil like him?

"A div… investment agreement." The word changed at the last second. I did not know why. I simply did not want him to know. Three years ago, he had personally handed me a divorce agreement. This was nothing more than asking him to complete what he had started. While still on a call, he signed without looking, moving his pen swiftly across the page. Then he walked into the study. I mailed the signed agreement to Evan. He told me the divorce certificate would be processed in three days. I looked at the news alert on my phone. It was photos of Luca and Elena standing side by side.

He didn't know much about her, but there was one way to remedy that situation. "Savannah." She smiled. She loved the way he pronounced her name, a stress on the second syllable. "Would you wanna keep your surname or mine?" She was taken aback. She hadn't considered that. "I'd keep both." She decided. He nodded producing a document and pen. He passed it to her. "This is the contract. Go through the details." She took her time. Going through, she was satisfied with the terms. A one year marriage and after the one year, they would co-parent if they had a child during the one year. "Jeez!" She gasped in shock, when her eyes landed on a part of the document. Mike was alarmed. "What's wrong?" She

His eyes drifted to my belly. "You need to take responsibility for this, Adam," I said, looking him in the eye. "You have to marry me." His lips parted. For a second, I got distracted with his red lips. Damn. I knew how good those lips were. "You're insane, Claire. How could you think of marriage when we don't even know each other?" I just arched my brow. "But you got me pregnant. You need to take responsibility for this." He let out another curse, then tilted his head upward. He looked at the night sky for a few minutes. I saw how his Adam's apple moved. "Fine. I'll father your child," he said, meeting my eyes. "But I won't marry you."

He turned back to us, his gaze settling on both of us. “The contract marriage was not a political arrangement or a way to protect an heir. It was the only way to bring together the two bloodlines that carried the full connection to the core energy. Your bond was not just a duty. It was the key written into the system from the very beginning. It was meant to grow into something real, something strong enough to hold the power of the world without being corrupted by it.” My mind reeled. All the confusion, all the questions, all the times we had wondered why fate had bound us so tightly, suddenly fell into place. It was not a chain. It was a path.

I sat across from him, fingers cold, lips pressed tight. Koven Elrik Mavros. He didn’t smile. Didn’t offer his hand. Just nodded at the man beside him, and the lawyer placed a thick folder in front of me. “Read it,” Koven said, voice low and disinterested, as if this wasn’t the beginning of something that would ruin both our lives. My eyes scanned the first page. MARRIAGE CONTRACT AGREEMENT Between Mr. Koven Elrik Mavros and Ms. Zephyra Aislyn Corvan