Falling For My Contractual Wife Novels & Stories

as if unveiling a secret world meant only for us. I lay on a sumptuous bed, still trying to process the whirlwind of emotions while scrolling through social media updates. The remnants of scandal and gossip clung to every post, but all that faded when I felt a gentle touch on my back. Lucas’s lips traced a warm path along my neck, and despite my protests—reminding myself that this was just a contract—his soft, commanding whisper broke through: "I'm your husband now. This is more than a contract to me."

He made me think of things that I didn't want to think of. For some stupid reason I was falling to him and I wanted to know why. He was not the typical guy that I would go for. The guy who would assume your whole existence. It was just a contract marriage for both of us to get what we wanted and so far I was getting what I wanted. By being his wife I could not be with other people so it was normal for me to want more. Every time I smiled when I remembered a memory of him I reminded myself that was not supposed to fall in love with him.

"It's been a long day." "Right. Yes." As she disappeared toward her room, I remained standing in the living room, processing everything from the afternoon, the vulnerability of being discovered, the relief of her acceptance, the growing awareness that whatever boundaries we'd established for this contract marriage were becoming increasingly difficult to maintain. I was falling for my wife, more completely with each passing day, and I had no idea how to navigate what that meant for our carefully constructed arrangement.

I love my wife and daughter more than anything. Letting go isn’t an option. In few weeks, our contract expires. I picked up the file on my desk. To hell with the contract. This time, I’m asking her to marry me … no contract, just real. I remembered how I met her. I’d been tracking her, watching for weeks, just to get back at Xavier. But her sweet innocence caught me off guard. The day she jumped the rail to commit suicide, running to save her was the longest and shortest run of my life.

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

I cut the connection and slide the phone back into my pocket. I reach for the handle of the door and pull it open. I look across the room at my wife. I married her for the name and kept her for the alliance. But as I watch her look up and meet my eyes across the room, I’m absolutely terrified by the realization that I’m falling for her. Luca Moretti doesn’t fall, but the ground beneath me is crumbling fast.

And we are not a real couple. She's not my real wife and I'm not her real husband. We were just married on paper. We had always broken the rules right from the day she moved in. The memories of her black lace bra falling right on my face when she fell, crossed my mind and I found my cheeks lifting. I cleared my throat, It wasn't funny then, but why would I not stop grinning. Why is it funny now? If I continue this way, she would always allow me to touch her, right? Only if I knew she was the only one I could touch before the contract.

“You deserved some rest too, my dear. Take care of yourself.” Lucas, my husband, acknowledged my words and reaffirmed his commitment to our family. “Yes, my love, I understand. I am working tirelessly to provide a comfortable life for you and our child. It's not just a sense of duty; it's because I genuinely want it. I love you, Zara Delafontaine Blackwood. I promise to work harder, remain loyal, stay faithful, and be by your side until our last breath. My love for you knows no bounds.”

The villa they’ll be using after marriage will also be hers after 1 year. Lastly, it stated that they both agreed that major punishment will be implemented to the party who will violate this agreement. Signed and sealed by Bill Sky and her signature was affixed on the other side. This agreement was clearly made for her to be Bill’s contractual wife. ‘Bastard!’ Arabella couldn’t help but scream in her thought. ‘I will never be your contractual wife.’ She angrily swore. ‘Gosh. What made him think that I will follow this contract? Do I look like a fuckin puppet? ‘He’s crazy!’ Arabella mocked him and tore the contract into pieces.

He scoffed and focused on driving, putting on his straight face back on. Feeling hurt, I decided to remind myself that it’s just a contract marriage and I shouldn’t feel sorry for him or even any slight emotion or such towards him. It’s time I put on a straight face too. Making up my mind to be ready to play along,I stepped down from his car as we stopped in front of a large and the most beautiful building I’ve ever seen. Taking a deep breath and gasping in surprise, I waited for him to walk over to me and we walked in together.