Funny Friend Contract Novels & Stories

He sat thinking of what Aaron said, he was right, his reputation would be at stake. "She would sign a contract." He stated and relaxed his back on the chair. "You'll help me with the contract." "I own a security company not a law firm." "Yeah, I know just get me a lawyer." "Where's the girl? When you find a girl that will agree to your stupid shenanigans, I'll get you a lawyer." Aaron stood up to go, he payed for the coffee and biscuits and was about to go, when he turned to look at Dario.

Killian snorted, the tension in the room dissipating with our shared laughter. Richard's laughter echoed through the phone. "Alright, jokes aside, I'll send over the updated contract. Killian, be ready to put your signature on the golden ticket to financial freedom." "Will do, Richard. Thanks again," Killian replied, a genuine smile finally breaking through.

’’ I said. ‘‘How about we become friends?’’ I asked, and forward my hand for a handshake. ‘‘In future, if we have any problem then we'll talk it out, instead of fighting.’’ I suggested. He thinks for a moment then gives his hand into mine, and handshake with me. ‘‘Friends.’’ He said with a straight face. ‘‘Then let's finalize our first, new deal.’’ I said and he nodded. We talked about our project that our dads purpose to each other's company, then signed the papers.

Serena took a deep breath, "And what else? To trust you with my future? Have you forgotten that our contract is only for two years, and after that we'll be divorced, and at best you'll be a guest in my long life, and I'll just be a breeze in your ear, so we don't have to make a scene, and there are some things you just can't force." "I'm inclined to force it." The man's eyes twinkled, and Serena couldn't help but take a step back, a hint of fear coloring her eyes. Suddenly, her waist was hot and it turned out to be his hand wrapped around it. "Serena, don't make me angry, I've given in." Serena felt his hand like a fire, and now that they were close, she could smell it clearly. "Robin and I

"At the very least, we can give it a try. We'll keep emotions out of it, and if things get too complicated, either of us can stop it. We just need to say the word." "This sounds like a contract," I say teasingly. "Are you in work mode?" A sly smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. "You're not on that again, are you?" He shakes his head. "If it feels like we're making some kind of deal, the least we can do is shake on it, huh?" I give him an incredulous look, as if I can hardly believe what I'm hearing. "Was that a joke? Did you just make a joke?"

She found a comfort in that aspect for some reason. "She suggested donating her shares from her father to me. I was a wasted man by that time and thought it would make sense to establish myself with whatever she had to contribute." "And she wanted something in return. I was plain to say I didn't want a relationship with her but she was adamant and convinced me she wasn't interested in any such thing and only wanted nothing but to support me and so I agreed to her decision and requested that she did what she wanted. I signed the contract to stick with her as my only female friend, and if I breached it, I'd have to pay her double of what she gave me which is really nothing to be honest but if

“Gods know what third rated theatre script you’re going to read from,” I said, rolling my eyes and leaned forward. “If you’re going to keep making jokes and causing mischief, I’d have you leave the room immediately.” His eyes were bright with unconcealed amusement. Raising his hands in mock surrender, he said, “Fine. It’s not like you can kick me out. It’s in the contract.” What was in that darned contract? I sat up and tried to ignore him, focusing on the other members.

"If you feel like that isn't for you, you will be stripped of your position right now and you are free to walk away. You can go and enjoy your life without ever having to know what was spoken in this very room." Mario, who seems as if he just changed into another pair of pyjamas from this afternoon, shrugs lazily and signs his document. "No sweat man, I don't like talking to other people anyway." "I didn't think the contract would be a problem." Harry says from next to me. "If you're a loyal member of this pack, it wouldn't even be an issue." Everyone seems to mull this over, and eventually signs the contracts. Michelle gathers all the documents and I halt her movements.

he asked in the middle of letting out a playful laugh. I stared at him in disbelief but then laugh again like an idiot who can't get over for some silly things. “From which part? Back from being a stranger?” I joke and tried to laugh as hard as I can but it didn't change his expression. “Far from that,” he stated, back from being a sad dude. I just looked at him and didn't let a retort. “After I signed a contract and be friends with you,” he forced a smile and look at me with those deep set blue eyes of him.

I lamented, smacking my hand against my forehead. Florence laughed hysterically in a corner. She's been my best friend since childhood, and she's also single. She won't stop teasing me for coming up with this fake marriage idea. I had gathered all the guys I had previously hooked up with so they could check the contract, and I could pick the best match. However, it's quite funny that out of all the five guys I had interviewed, none of them is willing to sign the contract. Florence said it's a humorous contract, but I think it's perfect! "What! This is a rubbish contract. Isabella you're crazy!" the last guy tossed the document at me rudely and made his way out of my office.