Friendship Contract Template Novels & Stories

The old man starts reading and coughs in between a few times. "According to Section 5.1, the parties must stay in a relationship for atleast 6 months after signing the contract. After that time,they have the free will to break the arrangement." Dhruv and I both listen carefully,with him exchanging glances with me. I don't know what he's thinking, but 6 months seems a lot of time in hell if I agree to the contract with this jerk.

I asked "I can't do love so I came here with a proposition. Let's be fuck buddies you know friends with benefits, we will just have sex with no strings attached. It will just be plain sex between two consenting adults" "That sounds good to me. Do we need to draw a contract?" "There will be no need for that, a contract might complicate things because I don't wang to put a specific time in case any of us gets tired on the way." I nodded my head in agreement " I have a few conditions" " Let me hear them" "While this is going on you won't be sleeping with other women and you will treat me with the utmost respect in the office and anywhere else" "I agree and I also have a few conditions of mine.

I do. I bolt up out of my chair and look at my friends. With a conviction I didn’t have earlier, I confidently reply, “We can’t mark each other until we are 30 and haven’t found our true mates. If we find our mates, this contract relationship is void and ends immediately.” A wave of heat flows off my father as his fingers tighten around his pen. I quickly look at my friends and, with my eyes, beg them to agree. Luckily, the other alphas nod and in unison say, “I agree.”

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,

Her fingers tightened around the document, and she continued reading: Engagement Agreement Party A (the bride-to-be): Emily Party B (the groom-to-be): Alex Term: This agreement shall take effect from the date of both parties’ signatures and will remain in effect for a term of three years. Role Play: Party B agrees to play the role of Party A's spouse, which includes but is not limited to attending company events, engaging in social media interactions, providing emotional support, and supplying personal information, address, and identity usage as needed. Confidentiality: Both parties must keep the details of this agreement and their personal information strictly confidential. No disclosures t

“Yes. By happy coincidence my lawyer saw fit to add it.” “That’s so weird…” I mutter. He takes over from reading. “Next… ‘Strictly Friends Relationship in private: Both parties agree that, outside the scope of this Agreement, they shall maintain a strictly platonic and friends-only relationship in private. This means that any romantic involvement or intimacy beyond the terms specified in this contract shall be strictly prohibited. Any deviation from the strictly platonic and friends-only relationship shall be considered a breach of this Private Agreement.’ I look at him to check his reaction and he’s staring at the paper with a look of distaste. Then he sighs and turns to me. “I’m sorry but

"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.

I chuckled, the sound bubbling up from somewhere deep and genuine. I placed my hand flat on the desk between us, suddenly feeling the heaviness of what we were really doing here. "Leave the contract aside... so let us make a promise here. That no matter what happens... the three of us will be friends for life." Theo nodded immediately... with understanding. Max, surprisingly, didn't crack a joke or make a sarcastic comment. Instead, he placed his palm over my hand... his touch warm and solid. Theo followed, his hand settling on top of Max's, completing our little pact.