Novel & Cerita Contrato Matrimonial

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

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"?

Although her chest was aching and tears were threatening to burst out of her throat she managed to maintain a strong resolve. She looked at him hard and long as she said, "The marriage is now null and void, the prenup said that if one of the partners of the deal is found wanting then the marriage is over, we are officially divorced." Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest as she said those words and every bone in her body was screaming no. As she said those words, Jason looked like he was in pain, but she couldn't trust his looks, he had looked like he loved her but he clearly didn't, he might look like he was sorry, but there was a high possibility that he wasn't.

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."

"Please read through that carefully." I picked it up. The cover said: Marriage Contract. I opened it and started reading while Mr. Cole summarized the terms out loud. "My client is offering a one-year contract marriage of convenience. You will live together in his residence. The arrangement is strictly confidential. You will attend public events and social occasions with him as his wife. You will not pursue outside romantic relationships for the duration of the contract." I kept reading. Monthly allowance, full payment of all medical expenses, room, board, and personal expenses are all covered.

I said pointing my finger towards Martin. "Fine, but just one person and we have to act like real couples in front of our parents. They shouldn't get any sort of doubt." "Okkay. How long will this contract be?" I asked. "One year. I can make the business back on run by that time. It applies from the date of our marriage." He said with a stern face. 'Cold bastard' I cursed in my mind. "What if I get pregnant because of you. I mean by any chance or because of situations, we can't guarantee that." I asked. I mean I have to clear things up.

He handed her a document—the contract—carefully crafted with legal jargon and formal language. "Lucy, this contract outlines our agreement. It specifies that we will be married for a period of one year, after which we will proceed with a divorce," Noah began, his voice steady but tinged with a hint of sadness. "It includes provisions regarding financial support for you, as well as confidentiality to protect our arrangement."