Eternal Contract Chapter 1 Indo Novels & Stories

Dahlia’s P.O.V I stared at the contract again, fingers twitching slightly as I flipped to the third page, my eyes scanning the cold, crisp text that felt more like a business proposal than anything remotely close to what we were trying to build. If that’s what we were doing. Trying. That word barely fit anymore. There was no trying with Killian. There was only doing. And if you couldn’t keep up, you got shut out—cordially, politely, but effectively. I sighed and sat back, the thick paper heavy in my lap.

Hence, as soon as she was in the privacy of her home, she brought out the file and the card he’d given to her. Firstly, she opened the file. She was no business expert but she was sure she could understand the language properly as she began reading through the terms of the contract. It stated that she’d have to be married to Benjamin for two years and during the period of their marriage, Benjamin was to sign off ten percent of the Davidson’s assets to her as a part of the contract. And even after divorce, he’d have no right to claim the assets he’d given to her. The more Lara read through the contract, the more it became obvious to her that this stranger must know a lot about the Davidson’s

“Will you bind your blood to mine? Become my eternal Consort? This bond shields you from harm. Defies empires. Grants you immortality,not as my subordinate, but as my equal. My heart’s first choice.” The wind died. Snow stilled. Silence swallowed the world. And this time— I stepped forward. Placed my hand in his.

I was trembling, my skin sensitive to the high-pitched vibration of the Aether. "I can feel the price, Félix," I whispered, my hands clutching his leather vest. "The Drop... it’s a closed loop. It’s been recycling the same energy since the First King arrived. For the world to truly grow—for the 150 chapters to reach a real ending—the loop has to be broken."

I say. "I have been in everyone's rooms," she says, without embarrassment. "That is how you know what is actually happening." I take the document from her and read it. It takes me three passes to fully understand what I am looking at. It is written in a form I am not immediately familiar with not a letter, not a report, something older. A divine contract template, partially filled in. The kind of document used when one divine being is making a formal agreement to transfer or exchange power with another.

🖤 ⸻ Because the person standing before them was never: ❌ Project Echo ❌ A Memory ❌ A Replacement ❌ The Dreamer ⸻ He was something older. ⸻ Something forgotten. ⸻ Something that existed before the war between creation and destruction. ⸻ And now… He had finally remembered. ⸻ Far beyond reality… A sealed throne slowly awakened. 👑 And a voice echoed through existence. ⸻ “The Balance has returned.” ⸻ 🌌💀🖤 End of Chapter 38

I made sure she knew it too by giving her numbers and names and silently praying that she didn't know enough about the business to know if they were true or not. "All I want from you," I said with a firm voice, "is to keep the rules that were in place when my grandfather was Alpha." I thought, "Keep your pride off my land" as I took another sip of my wine and tried to keep my hand from shaking. Don't send your lawyers into my business. Let my pack safely pass through your territory, and I'll do the same for your pride. It's not a lot to ask. Amanda thought about that, and the air changed in a way that made me feel like a predator. "Do you know how my pride and your pack first agreed to work

I will pay her bills and endure her feisty ass while protecting her. Then in return, her body will be exclusively mine to enjoy, devour and use as I please. That's all there is to it. No more, no less. This is just another business transaction and the terms of the contract can't be breached. Luckily for me, it won't be hard sticking to the contract since my heart is the legendary stone-cold heart of Las Vegas. I steeled my face feeling relieved now that I have gotten myself together. I walked into the room and grabbed the contract, walking calmly towards her.

"My Camila, my wife!" He is right, I am his, as he is mine. Before I was his by contract, today I am his by love and it will be so until my last breath! - Let this not be the end Just the beginning of a story that will continue in your imagination, dear reader!