Friend Contract Novels & Stories

Blakeley asked, confused. “Sex.” He replied and she gulped. “I… I guess.” She replied. “Can that be added to the contract?” He asked and she played with her fingers as she stared at him. She can't deny the fact of having the urge to run her hands on his bare chest. She has also had fantasies of him showing love and affection towards her. “I will pay you double what we agreed on, that will be ten million dollars monthly.” He said. Blakeley felt offended by his statement instead of being happy with the offer.

I told him and watched his muscles clench. “I don't know what you mean, and I think you're just trying to find an excuse because you don't like the Duncans,” he stated. The lack of logic in his words drowned me in disbelief. “And you're going to pretend that Gregory Duncan is your friend?” “He is not—” he cut himself off and cleared his throat. “It doesn't matter. We have a binding contract.” Anger flared within me, but I crushed it before it broke its leash. “What if we don't need that contract?” I asked cautiously.

I couldn’t believe I got that tidbit of information before I even signed the contract with them. I swallowed before I turned to face them. “So, who is Blue and who’s Fred?” “I’m Fred. He’s blue,” the always teasing one said, shrugging when I raised a brow. With a nod, I returned to the file in front of me. I read a bit to know that this contract will last for two months and throughout that time, I will let them fuck me whenever they wanted. Their payment was to answer any question I might have. With a sigh, I picked up the pen, having decided. It was too late for me to reconsider, not after I boasted that I would be the one to crack this case and get an interview with the brothers.

She opens it and her eyes widen in shock as she reads the front. "Contract of Conceptual Agreement of Matrimony." She covers her mouth and looks toward the door, hoping no one is by the door to catch her. She begins to read and realizes the importance of the document. This is too good to let pass. She takes her phone out and begins to snap pictures of the document and sends it to herself in an email and to a different address.

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

Adrian explained. “It works for both parties without friction…” Fredrick nodded agreeably, “Adrian has a point. Gary needs you but he can’t afford you, he can’t afford your standard of service but he can afford your friendship.” “You guys don’t think I’m a rigid person, do you?” Alex asked, readjusting on his seat as he studied each of their faces. “I’m going to have to draw up the contract for him myself, whether Gary has the money or not.” He continued, turning to Gary,

Their friend who’s with me is already arrogant, so not vaguely that they have a friend who is flirty. “Stop that, Tyron I still have something to do so please create us contract now.” Disgusted he said, even though they are friends he should not be ordering his friend like that. I rolled my eyes, what a bastard. But his friend just didn't seem to care and he even managed to laugh. “Woah easy, why are you in such a hurry, Knight?” He said and walked toward his table. “To be honest you don’t need to create a contract, the mark is temporary for how many months?”

--- He throws himself on the leather couch on the left side of the room. "She's too normal by our standards, you'd think I was just looking for a woman who looked like Leticia."--- I sit back in my chair, opening my notebook. I put in a very important contract for the company. It has already been reviewed by my lawyers, but I like to read any contract. Many people have tried to cheat me, to make an overpriced contract that would hurt me, but it didn't happen because I always had this habit and always caught it.

After all, the goal of a business partnership should be mutually beneficial. "I will explain it one by one. Firstly, this contract will serve as a bond between my company and you," he replied. "Wait, I will refuse if this contract places me under your control," I interrupted Mr. Hector's explanation. "It's not like that. Please wait until I finish explaining. This contract doesn't mean I will place you under my control. It's more like an investment. Many other companies offer similar contracts to talented adventurers or those with the potential to become great adventurers," he clarified.

Anthony All Busy Whitmore and finally hand him the blessed signed contract and he assured me that as soon as he authenticated everything that was needed he would send me a copy, I just nodded and went home determined to eat something that would stay in my stomach. After he gave me back the copy of the contract, our "relationship" basically boiled down to him calling me once a day just to drop a question that was really starting to annoy me, "Are you okay? And I, being the good person that I was, was trying very hard not to answer him as sarcastically as I would like to, instead taking a deep breath and saying that I was fine despite the nausea that didn't seem to want to leave me alone.