Friendship Contract Template Novels & Stories

Yes, I believe in karma, I believe I deserve that bad ending. "I don't know anyone else. And this is so last minute, I don't think I can find someone in such short notice. Pleaseeee Abs, can't you help me this one last time? It's only gonna take two hours max, I promise." Pretty sure the format of the contract is standard, it'll be more or less like the one I've signed before.

Still, I don't think she has any plans to return because it was only the first week I was working with Maximus when she left, but it's been over three months now, and she hasn't returned. I sigh in relief because he seems to have forgotten his free taste. It's not that I'm hopeful about that part; it's quite different. I still can't quite get over agreeing to the setup he wanted, which I didn't even think about. But I can't do anything because of my family's situation. As the saying goes, when you're in trouble, hold on to Maximus’ dick. Shit! I guess my saying is wrong. "Here it is, sir," Aries said with a smile before handing me the envelope he was holding, which I knew was the contract. W

I took the absurd document from him and skimmed through it. “Party A, Cherry Mello, and Party B, Evan Buck, will enter a romantic relationship for three months. During this period, both parties are to fulfill the duties of a couple and are entitled to the corresponding rights. Party C, Ana Newton, acknowledges and consents to physical intimacy between Parties A and B, including hugging and kissing. Throughout the contract period, Party B, Evan Buck, is prohibited from engaging in any romantic or intimate behavior with Party C, Ana Newton.” I looked at Evan with a stunned gaze.

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.

The way he looked at me gave me chills, but I refused to show it. “I’m not going to fall in love with you,” I said, louder this time, as if saying it again would solidify the truth. “Let me make this perfectly clear: there will never be anything between us. No relationship, no friendship. And as for the contract—I’ll stick to it, but I’m done pretending to be your girlfriend. This ‘friends with benefits’ crap? It’s over. Once this project is finished, I’m leaving the company. And your penthouse? I’m moving out today.”

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.

he conveys like he already thought about it “So miss evans do we have a deal? He asks stretching his arm out, I think about Kaylee I’m doing this for her only her, I could do this it was just one year I put my small hands in his ridiculously large ones, a small zing of electricity goes through my body and I look up at him to see if he felt it too But his face was blank, “yes we do” I say, he nods standing up “my lawyer will send you the contract tomorrow, go through it and sign” he instructs I nod my answer thinking of how fast my life was changing and then I remembered “uhm Mr Blackwell when is the wedding? I ask

Morfan placed the scroll on the table and wrote it in the contract. “Anything else?” Amor asked me. “Yes. One more…” I looked at Morfan. “Please write that both parties mustn’t get involved in any kind of romantic relationships with anyone else and also make sure that they don’t fall in love with each other.” Morfan stopped the tip of the quill inches above the scroll and looked at Amor. I looked at Amor’s stoic face. He chuckled, shaking his head. “Write that down, Morfan. Word to word, as she said. Both of us will not get involved in any romantic relationship with anyone around us or… fall in love with each other,” his gaze held mine.