Girlfriend Contract Funny Novels & Stories

Or a non day-off agreement? I shook my head and chuckled mentally. Jupiter is like one of the kindest person I know. Whatever I’m thinking is utterly impossible. Ten minutes into reading the contract… my opinion about him drastically changed. “Are you fucking kidding me?! What the hell is this?!” I yelled out angrily. It was so loud, that I felt my throat burnt slightly, while Pickle run towards me curiously. “This fucking gay fraud! He didn’t hire me to be his secretary! We’re supposed to be role playing as girlfriend and boyfriend!”

It seemed Noah was looking forward to his guys-only day with Nicholas, and he was just pissed that I—the new ‘girlfriend’—was here to ruin their fun. Well, I wasn’t having it. My jaw tightened as I squared my shoulders. “How about this, Noah: you and I will play a quick one-on-one game. If I’m so terrible that you can’t stand it, then I’ll sit out and won’t get in the way of your date with my husband. But at least give me a chance to prove I’m not completely hopeless.”

She replied him. "Okay fine. But it seems you are forgetting, that you signed a 5 year contract with my company. So it's either you pay me the 100,000$ as compensation for breaking the contract or you... remain my girlfriend for a year, as a way to pay the money." Eric knew he had won the upper hand, knowing Alicia had no such amount of money in her possession. "What the f*ck. A hundred dollars?." She exclaims in shock.

“Did he ask you out to be his girlfriend?” I scoffed. “I wish.” I showed her the contract, and she read it, mouth agape. “First thing tomorrow morning, I will send a quick text that I'm not interested in him or any of his contract proposals. I'm done being his fake fiancée, and I sure as shit won't be his fuck buddy.” The morning came quickly, and I sent him the text like I had promised. I went to work and focused on nothing else but work. Not until my lunch break.

"Fine, you will get all that." "Infact, DONE!" He declared, closing our proximity. I created a distance by stepping away from him; now I'm really confused:What is this all about, "Mr Carlos?" I enquired, anger aroused inside of me. "Be my contracted girlfriend for six months, and you will get all you deserve, EVEN MORE!" He mouthed, Cornered me against the wall. "What?" My mouth flew open, shocked at his offer. My eyes burn with rage. How dare he think I'm some sort of random girl he can fool into a contract? The bastard was trying to get into my pants for such; I don't believe his contract bullshit.

I say quickly, “why not make it … contractual?” He blinks. “A contract?” he repeats. “Give-and-take,” I explain. “She gets something she needs. You get a girlfriend. Boundaries in the fine print.” Enrique goes very still. Stares into the sand for a while as if expecting something to rise from beneath. Then — boom. His face lights up like New York on the Fourth of July. “Noah. Sister. Universe. Contract.” He looks at me like I’ve just invented fire. “You little menace — you’re a fucking genius.”

He was Luke Rivera, Katie's childhood friend, who had just returned from abroad. He was boasting loudly to her, his voice dripping with barely concealed arrogance. "Don't worry. The Williams family's rivals have promised me. If Devan dies on this operating table, they will double their investment. The hospital execs are on my side. They'll protect me if anything goes wrong." Katie looked at him with admiration, then yelled toward me, "Ashton! Stop for a second!" My hand trembled, and the needle pricked through my glove. "Get out!" My voice was hoarse from hours without water.

Shayne asked him. “I am working as a teller in a bank” his short answer. “Do you have girlfriend, then” a personal question, he didn’t expect. “I know nothing” He says it because he actually forgets everything. He forgets that he is about to get married with Annie, and the preparation for their marriages is in full swing, when he joined the hunting party, and was get lost in the forest. Something strange has happened to him. “What I can honestly tell you now, I am falling in love with you”

"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."

he read aloud, and she swallows the pap down her throat and her eyes becoming apprehensive, but she calmed herself down. "I thought I was going to be your pretend lover." "Girlfriend." He corrected. "Yes, that. Why is there sex stipulated in the contract or are you suggesting we pretend to have sex too?" "We are not pretending to have sex, but we are going to be around each other in the next twelve months. Surely the need for sex might. arise, we are only humans."