Harry And Narcissa Marriage Contract Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I don’t care about your wealth, your family drama, or any other problems you’ve got. I’m not going to be your pawn in some messed-up family power play. This was never in the contract.” He looked defeated, his posture caving as if he had just realized that I wasn’t going to back down from this. “Fine,” he said, leaning against the wall. “We’ll have to find another way. But just so we’re clear, the contract between us still stands. I have no intention of nullifying it.” Suddenly, before I could respond, Harry appeared, materializing like a shadow out of nowhere. And trailing behind him was Marina, who had that strange look in her eyes, a mix of mischief and something darker. I had grown all t

Felicity paused for a moment but still pretended not to understand the meaning behind his words as she smiled and said, “Harry, in fact, I did not come here to look for you this time. I came to find Miss Sienna. I have to thank her in person for saving my grandfather’s life. Fortunately, Miss Sienna has excellent medical skills. Otherwise, she would have taken the initiative to withdraw from her marriage contract with you.” Withdraw from the marriage contract? Harry had a sharp look in his eyes as he asked, “What do you mean?” “Ahh, I seem to have said too much.” Felicity pretended to be at a loss as she covered her mouth. When she saw Harry’s unhappy expression, she hesitated before she sai

“Hmm,” Veronica tilted her head as if she was deeply thinking, then after a while she said. “Deal.” Harry smirks satisfyingly at her reply, and he watches her stand to her feet as she started to walk closer to him as she winks seductively at him. Veronica was smiling charmingly, moving nigher to Harry and leaning closer to him, “You will have Scarlet, and I will have Nicolas, fair enough.” “And the contract—” Harry interrupted but Veronica cut him off with a lustrous kiss, and he reciprocated as he groan pleasurably in her mouth.

"I didn't give her a chance to talk.", Harry said expressing his frustration. "She had ignored me for months, and all of a sudden, she just waltzed in after all the hurt she had caused me. I just didn't want her to reject me again." Anastasia felt Harry's pain, she understood why Harry had resorted to a contract marriage. Harry had fallen in love and had gotten burnt. "There is something I wanted to discuss with you that night", Harry said, "I found out that I have to remain married for six months otherwise my inheritance will be handed over to my nephew. "

Hugging Emma's waist affectionately, Harry affirmed again, "Yes, today I officially introduced her to you all. Emma Garcia is my wife.” "Impossible. It's obvious you guys have only met for a few months, how can you guys become husband and wife?" The reporter spoke blankly into her microphone. Harry grinned sarcastically, his menacing voice was heard throughout the hall: "Really? How do you know we have only known each other for a few months? The first time we met was when I was only 8 years old. Who hired you to come here to attack her?” “I must know. Why? Because I was the one who posted your dating rumors. But you denied it all. Now you say that you guys have loved each other for a long ti

"yes, I love him and he loves me, but I just dont want to get married so soon," Arria said with a sigh, "Arria, let me tell you, marry him soon, or else, you will end up like me, I could never be hurt like this, if I married my Anna or at least talk about this to my grandmother, or if I did something before everything was too late, so I am telling you to marry him as soon as possible or If I ever thought before marrying this Ava, I could have never ended up like this," Harry said with a sigh and he started to remember everything that happened back then Arria looked at him, then she started to think about everything that happened in the past,

"Harry, please stop bothering me with these pointless inquiries right now. You already know how much I'm battling." "Are you reneging on your promise, Scarlet?" "Don't be so annoying, Harry; I agreed to marry you, and I never go back on my word, but I need some time to sort out the problems I'm having in my personal life first." "Scarlet, take your time, but know that if you even consider betraying your promise, I will punish you in ways you can not possibly fathom." He threatened me and immediately applied the brakes in front of the amber industry.

"We’re getting married." The silence that followed stretched on, a heavy, palpable thing. Eros could practically hear her thoughts, her disbelief, her confusion. But he didn’t give her a chance to speak. "I’ll explain the details later, but for now, you’re going to pretend to be my fiancée. This will be a contract marriage—one year. After that, we go our separate ways." Harper’s sharp intake of breath was the only indication she was still on the line. Eros’s heart raced, the thrill of the challenge coursing through him. This wasn’t just about business. This was about proving he could make this work, even with someone as difficult as Harper.

The contract I had signed that night was no other than a marriage contract, one that breaching was not even part of an option, and neither was getting a divorce. *** So here I was matching to my personal doom, in the open night sky with stars as luminous as diamonds in the sky. If only this was a different scenario, where I was walking towards the love of my life, someone I've always wanted to spend forever with, then it would have been a romantic scene... But this was like a scene from a horror movie, one where I'm the sacrificial lamb, walking with her talons, right unto the sacrificial table.

"Did you want to tell me something? Maybe I can understand. Because I'm wondering why you wouldn't involve me in this decision beforehand. I know you too well, you don't make decisions randomly. Did I do something wrong?" Alejandro's expression was icy, his eyes cold and detached. "How was I supposed to tell you this?" He sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Are you struggling to understand? I said the contract was over. We should go our separate ways. We're not destined to be together." With a flick of his wrist, he dropped the divorce papers in front of her, the sound echoing through the room like a death sentence. Maria's heart sank, her eyes scanning the papers as if searching for