Funny Relationship Contract Novels & Stories

He replied confidently. “I want our relationship to be an honest one, Jasper as it should be between a dominant and his submissive. Faithfulness and loyalty are important, once we sign this contract, neither you nor I will be allowed to engage in another relationship as long as our agreement runs. As I told you before, these contracts are morals and of course, we can terminate them at any given time. Is this all clear” “Yes, sir.” He mumbled.

Both parties shall maintain the appearance of a genuine relationship in public, including attending events and posting on social media. Kissing is allowed and required when necessary to maintain the facade. No physical intimacy beyond kissing and public displays of affection. Absolutely no falling in love or developing real feelings. Jordan shall not disclose the fake nature of this relationship. Physical intimacy beyond what is necessary for public appearances unless mutually agreed. In exchange, Alexander shall grant Jordan full access to the requested files upon completion. Any breach terminates the contract and exposes all secrets. FUCKING CONTRACT! “I have the perfect gown for you and y

“I am supposed to be on bed rest. Do that job for me, and we will revisit the other.” “Nathan.” She said softly. “Kathleen.” He replied with the same half-hearted tone. “We will work on this together. You know, even though I am not supposed to know, some of the most solid relationships I have ever seen came from a simple contract like ours.” “What?” she asked as she looked at him.

"This is not included in our contract, Farrah. I am your husband. We are in this relationship together and your decisions should also be my decisions so what you are saying is–" "What do you mean relationship?" I sarcastically laughed and immediately shifts into my smug look. "There is no relationship between us if that's what you are talking about. We only have a contract, and..." I lifted my hand where the ring lies and lifted a corner of my lips. "A fake marriage." The look in his face told me that he didn't like what I said. His eyes became pitch-black and his jaw clenched hard. And those crazy heartbeats of mine let me feel the nervousness that I am trying hard to hide. I balled my fist

"I like the aspects where we hold each other accountable and follow the rules, like me realising you had drank too much coffee and telling you no more. I also like the idea of you messaging me with instructions or orders throughout the day." "Okay, so what we need to do is sit down and talk, create a contract that is what you want, and that isn't restrictive on how the relationship can grow." Nodding at his words, I smiled. I wasn't sure why he hadn't given me a contract—not when every other woman his entire life has had one. Then again, I hadn't considered our relationship. For me, it was fun to start with, but now I guess we're dating. Shit. I laugh slightly realising that means I'm in a r

Twice. “I’m sorry… what?” “Marry me for one year. A contractual marriage.” I stared at him, waiting for him to say it was a joke. Richard did not joke. “Sir, I think you’re mistaken..” “I’m not.” My head felt light. This had to be humiliation. A test. Something cruel. “I’d rather be fired,” I said quickly. Something flickered in his eyes. Interest. “Are you sure?” He opened a file and slid it toward me.

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.”

“The wine contains a decent amount of alcohol and with how you're already slurring, I can tell you don't hold your alcohol very well. I think it's time we call it a—” “Do you think our relationship will end just as badly?” Her words catch me off guard and laughter pushes forward before I can stop it. “It's not really a relationship.” “Everyone else thinks so.” It's true that we entered a contract agreement for mutual benefit, but that's all there is. Just for two purposes; to get her out of her forced engagement and to give me the upper hand. “Yeah, that's because we want them to. That's the entire point of this. How else are we going to convince anyone otherwise?”

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.

“How the fuck are you still alive?” All I can do is laugh, his eyes rolling. “I’m being serious. Do you really get into relationship and fuck around with this shit without talking it through? Do you really sign contracts to be someones submissive and never read it fully?” “As long as it states its fun, not full relationship and I get sex I don’t care.” He stares at me sickened. “If all you want is sex and no commitment than your better off on the street corner.” I push past him and drop the contract on the floor.