Funny Friend Contract Novels & Stories

"You will never be a gangster when you are with me. Just trust me, we can work together with the song you wrote and the contract you signed to will only last for one year. After that, you are free." "But you put fuck buddies in article three clause 2.1!" Greg chuckled. "Damn, you are a songwriter, intelligent sexy woman but you don't have comprehension? Read it again, damn it," Greg continued to laugh while looking at Lorry. She read it again and finally. She felt mocked by Greg. "Sorry, I just read the bold letters. But that fuck buddies is up to me right?" "Yeah, and please, don't call yourself whore. You are different from them."

Only that it wasn't so reassuring, because I knew there was no way I could cover my tuition in two days unless Santa was gonna come in the middle of June. “I’ll sign it, that’s just the quickest and possible option” I determined, which seemed to make a grin grow on Josh’s lips. “And you want to fuck him?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. “I do not€¦.” I tried to say but met my best friend’s shit eating grin growing wider that I couldn’t help but smile along. “fuck off” I throwing him a playful glare. “Oh c’mon Ivan, I know that smile too well. Now get the contract so we get read through together” he said with a genuine smile.

Mother of cow, this CEO is so annoying. But then he chuckled again, making me look confusedly at him. This is the second time I heard him laughing. Do I really look funny that even the coldest guy I've ever met is unusually laughing too much? "Kidding. It's my treat today." "Really?" I narrowed my eyes, still suspicious of him. "Yeah, you can add that to our contract." And of course, being the obedient employee, I reached the contract in my pocket and started writing. 'Killian Lake will treat Harper Williams today, January 18 in the,'

He gave me a kiss on the cheek and looked down at the laptop. "What's that?" What is it that makes you so funny? "A contract to be a sugar baby," I replied amused, while still incredulous as I read. "Oh no friend if you don't want to, I do, well I imagine it will be an old man of 70 years, but that doesn't matter, as long as we have the life we need, whatever, let me see" my friend did not stop reading and every time she did, she became more interested. His eyes widened as he read the large sums of money.

He had me by the throat and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I had totally forgotten all about the contract and now my hands are tied. I sank into my seat as I felt the tears form in my eyes. ‘Why the f*ck am I crying?’ I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and exhaled. ‘This is only for a while. The contract is to last for a year, right? You got this. You can do this, Jade.’ ‘He wants to see you break but don’t let him get to you. All you have to do is be good at your job and avoid him, you’ll be fine.’

"Exactly. Blood oaths, shared snacks, dramatic stories—we want it all." Dianne glared sideways. "I wasn’t talking to you." Diva scoffed. "Neither was I." I burst out laughing at their ridiculous exchange, the tension I’d been carrying all day finally lifting a little. Dianne extended her hand toward me with the seriousness of someone offering a magical contract. "Friends?" Diva immediately joined in. "Friends." Smiling, I reached out and placed my hand on top of theirs. "Friends." And then chaos.

“I think we should hit pause on our friendship until you’re out of this stage.” “Our friendship is a do-or-die contract. I told you that when you signed up.” Her gasp was theatrical. “Damn it, I should’ve read the fine print.” We both laughed, the tension slipping away momentarily. The sharp clink of wooden swords and warrior shouts cut through the air as we found a spot on the grass. “Come on, Job! Is that all you got?” one fighter yelled. “You won’t be smiling when I knock your teeth out!” the other replied, locking him in a headlock.

"You are all over the news as Elliot's fiancee and all you can call him is a jerk? Really, Zora?" "Whatever." I untied my hair from its ponytail. "Not like I signed the contract willingly. Dad and Aaron need it more." I grumbled and just like that her face dropped. "Zora, i-" "But to be sincere, Kathy." I continued ignoring her unhappy expression. "The guy is a real jerk. Imagine him telling me that "all reactions as a result of your actions shall be yours to bear after the duration of our contract." I mean what the hell is that?!" I exclaimed and when I looked up at my friend, she was smiling.

He heard the gasps of the people around him. "P-please... give me a little more time. I will pay you back, please just give me more time-" the old man begged. "Fuck you! If you're asking me to give you another spare of time, you can easily go to my fucking office and ask me to. But you didn't! That's because you don't have the intention to pay me, to pay your debt!" Ashton replied. "No... please, that's not true-" the old man begged. "Oh really? Then why aren't you attending any meetings in your airline? You've been missing for almost four weeks, to be exact, Tristan?" Ashton asked, glancing at his secretary.

she stared at me. “I don’t know!” I cried throwing my arms in the air in frustration. “Maybe I thought he would take me seriously after seeing me. Turns out he even has a girlfriend, some dumb bitch named Audrey.” Valerie sighed and I nodded, knowing that it was coming. She was disappointed in me. “So what did you two do?” she asked finally. “Had a few bottles of drinks and talked about the contract?” “Well, we didn’t take any drink,” I frowned. “He beat up a man who tried to harass me and we talked for some minutes about the terms of the contract. He must have been surprised that all I could come up with was charity organizations, orphanage visits and book club memberships.”