Novel & Cerita Friend Contract

He already made it clear from the onset and what's the essence of an affair without sleeping together. "Yes, that's a substantial part of the contract," I did not miss seeing the slight curve on his lips and the mischievous look in his eyes. "I'm good in bed...if that's what you wanted to ask." He boasted. "Hmmm." I hummed in response. "How old are you though? I'm thirty five." He brought out what was inside the envelope. It was a printed paper which had NO STRINGS CONTRACT boldly written at the top. I couldn't make out what was written underneath from where I sat because they were in small fonts. Afterwards, be dropped a pen on the table.

“I didn’t want her to think I was taking advantage of her friendship.” Zac leaned back slightly. “Well, for your information, the relationship is fake. We signed a contract.” Angelo’s expression darkened. “A contract?” “Yeah. It’s not a big deal.” Zac shrugged. “Once this dies down and business goes back to normal, we’ll part ways. That’s all.” Angelo let out a dry laugh, but there was no humor in it. “Not a big deal? That’s practically marriage, Zac. Everybody gets to see it.”

"I work at the Lycan king's company and I could beg him to invest in your company." I nudged him slightly. "Well, he was only joking, but I still won't do what you want!" Gerald's face grew serious all of a sudden. "I will do anything to protect Beth even if it means getting the Lycan king to invest in the company!" The certainty that laced his words was heard to kiss. It made me think long and hard if he was really my best friend or another person. This was the fucking masked Lycan king we were talking about here!

The sharp bang echoed, making Kate flinch slightly. Kai’s voice rose in fiery. "It’s your lover!" he spat. "And her precious son... they’ve been buying out media outlets, spreading the story! And yet, somehow, it’s my fault? What’s wrong with a contract marriage? At least Tiffany’s mine now! Unlike someone who sneaks around behind his brother’s back, sleeping with his ex-wife." His gaze snapped to Conrad, his tone dripping. "Tell me, Conrad, was Amelia amazing? I don’t remember her being that remarkable, but clearly, you couldn’t stay away."

"Tell me more about this contract marriage. How did you even get your hands on their agreement?" Estella smirked, taking her time as she adjusted the straps of her designer purse. "I have my ways. Let's just say I know people who know things." Laura narrowed her eyes. "And you’re sure it's real?" Estella pulled out her phone and scrolled through her gallery before turning the screen toward Laura. A picture of a contract filled the screen, the words "Marriage Agreement" standing out in bold letters. The names Isabelle Rivers and Liam Anderson were clearly printed at the bottom, along with signatures.

figuring out how to, as best as he could, respond to her inquiries. “A contract is like a promise between two people. When they agree to do something, they write it down and both have to follow what they promised. It's like making a special agreement or a deal with your friend, and you both have to do what you said you would.” He explained thoughtfully. “Why don't you sit up while I finish with him first?” Cade suggested and waited for her response before continuing with his work. So as not to keep his newfound child waiting, he quickly skipped through the file and signed where necessary.

"This Marriage Contract (the 'Agreement') is made and entered into as of [Date] by and between Mr. Adrian Cagliari, the first party, and Miss Ashleigh Hartman, the second party..." Her grip tightened on the pen as she listened. Every word felt like another layer of chains locking around her. "You promise to tell me about my birth parents?" she asked one final time, her voice barely above a whisper. Adrian nodded, his expression unreadable. Swallowing hard, she signed her name. Her aunt followed suit, and then Adrian signed, sealing their fates. The lawyer stood. "In the presence of these witnesses, I declare Ashleigh and Adrian Cagliari husband and wife. Congratulations."

"Oh yeah, or if they're the kid's dad. I probably forgot other stuff too, like I can only have what you have, a boy or girl, and my kid and your kid are gonna be best friends even if your kid doesn't need a parasocial, but knowing you, they're gonna need one anyway." "Now that's rude! Like if I said knowing you, my poor kid's gonna be stuck with an annoying as hell parasocial." Bunny shrugged. "It's in my contract." "You have a contact...for being my annoying imaginary friend?" Lisa almost shouted. "Parasocial Emotional..." "Yeah yeah. A contract? Like signed and everything official contract?" "We don't really use writing, so no." Lisa laughed, really hard. "That's no contract. You can do wh

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She is basically testing the level of involvement I want with her. But maybe its, not all bad. But if she wants my loyalty, then I want hers! "In exchange, I will have you sign a contract." I clarified. "A contract?" "Yes, a binding contract that puts both your life and mine on the line," I said. "Like a slave contract?" "No. A loyalty contract. A slave contract is one-sided, but this contract ensures that any disclosed information remains between us." Bea frowned then after a few seconds she burst out laughing.