Girlfriend Contract Funny Novels & Stories

Aria I give him a side-eye. “Girlfriend? You’re laying it on thick already, huh?” He smirks, not even missing a beat. “Oh, you’ll see. We're gonna make that bastard jealous, and trust me, it’ll work.” I almost trip over my own feet. Me, in some fake relationship with Lucas-the-Resident-Player? Yeah, that’d go over great. The judgment I’d get from my friends? Yikes. I can practically hear them already- Aria, really? Lucas?

Ariana scoffs and she picked up her phone and the box in preparation to leave the living room. "Wait, let me get this straight. You signed that contract because you what, wanted the nicest clothes and shoes. Why exactly did you sign the contract?" "Am I supposed to answer your questions?" Ariana folded her hands akimbo "Yes doll face" Zach smirked. "Who you calling doll face?" Ariana has had enough. "You. You look like a doll, that's the reason why you sign the contract. You wanted to look good and eat good food. Poverty is really a disease" Zach clicked his tongue and he had a disgusted gaze on his face.

She sneered at me. "But instead of checking me out like a girlfriend on a mission to seduce, you could be a responsible girlfriend by asking me to teach you how to knot a tie so you can help your boyfriend out whenever he's getting late to an important meeting" She turned her body fully at me "And when did I agree to knot your ties?" "Claire, you are technically my girlfriend..." She cut me off, emphasising on each word. "FAKE GIRLFRIEND" I gave her a care less look "Yeah, whatever, but it states in the contract that as my girlfriend..."

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.”

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.

She asked him. " That doesn't matter, you were mentioning something about quitting , I'd like to hear you say it again!" He pulled her close roughly again his hard length body. "I'm quitt from being your girlfriend!" She said boldly to him. But he scoffed instead , "You didn't read the contract did you?" He scoffed . " No , why ? " She furrowed her brow in confusion. " That is because the contract terms is indefinite ! " He told her to her face , and for the first time she saw him chuckled .

His childhood friend. He went out but of course, seeing his hot ex-girlfriend almost naked in front of his eyes, his cock stood erect inside of his boxers. How much he now wished to get that night to be rewind and so he could undo his mistake. He was given the contract and he was too frustrated to read the contract. He signed the contract almost in no time and asked them to give him someone who is hot as hell.

When I woke up again, I met his gaze. "It's time to read the contract to you," he said. I was confused. "Um..." He reminded me, "The one you just signed. You need to know what the contents are." I sat up attentively and said, "Alright, I am listening." He flipped through the pages of the contract and began reading. "You will be my girlfriend for three years. During these three years, you won’t talk to other men, see other men, or even think of other men. You shouldn’t smile at any other man except me, and you are not allowed to look at other men..."

“Even if he’s your fake boyfriend.” I’m not sure if she’s on his side—and I doubt it seriously. “I wasn’t going to.” She rolls her eyes playfully. “Sure. You don’t know if he has something that’s not meant for your eyes in there.” “Something like what?” Anna purses her lips, tapping her chin. “I don’t know, like…” her eyes gleam with mischief for a moment, “…a sex toy?” I groan, shaking my head. “What?” She laughs, feeling proud of her joke as she walks over to me. “It might be a sex toy. I know I’ll get one if my roommate was having sex and I couldn’t get any.”

"I was his girlfriend before you. Well, 'contract girlfriend' is more accurate." I froze. Contract girlfriend? There's no way they could know about our arrangement unless... "Maybe you're the new contract girlfriend," the blonde mused. "Or just a good actress. You're certainly all over social media these days." Ariana stood up, joining Emilia. "I think you ladies have had enough to drink. Time to move along." "We're just trying to help," the first woman said with mock sincerity. "Girl to girl. Alexander Carter is a master at making women feel special right before he discards them."