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"But I won't marry you." "Oh. But what I want is for you to marry me," I said in a stern voice. "I can't get pregnant without a husband, Adam." I brought my hand to my mouth when I suddenly felt nauseous. "If I have to pay you just for you to marry me, I'd gladly do it. Just name your price." Adam looked at me as if I had grown horns on my head. "Fine. Ten million dollars, Claire." "Ten million? Consider it done," I answered just as I finally threw up my dinner in front of him.

Not wanting to broach the subject, Ferhat tries to hide this story from Rabia, even though she has already heard about the blessed contract once. “Yesterday honey, I didn't even leave the house. I was feeling bad”. "What did you have"? "A horrible headache." “Must be a migraine. From time to time I stay like this”. "You know what? I'll tell you right away." “What are you going to tell me at once Ferhat”? “Sooner or later you would have to know” “What would I have to know”? Rabia becomes apprehensive. “My headache has a name. It's called the Marriage Contract."

I nod in acceptance. "Of course, and you are wondering about your other sister, Bella. I did not pair her to a werewolf as she is already married to Valentino, and as they are so happy married, I did not see the need to break that coupling up. Also, they already have their darlings Maria and Marco, but if you want me to, I can of course pair her with a Were. But you would have to tell her about their existence first." "Oh no mother, leave them be. Do not break up their happy family!" I rush out in horror.

"I still don't get it. You were only married by contract, and I'm sure your mother did this because she didn't approve of your marriage. Shouldn't you be happy when she asks for a divorce? Especially since you can replace her with a famous model. What's got you down?" "I wasn't depressed, it's just that I felt bad for not listening to her explanation then. She even cried and said she never cheated on me. In fact, I was the first man to ever touch her. That's why my feelings are all over the place right now. I don't know, I don't understand my own heart." Alex did not continue. He looked at Nicholas' suddenly changed expression and finally realized something. "I know! You are falling in love

This marriage is simply a means to an end, a way to teach her a lesson she won’t soon forget. I sign the contract without hesitation, knowing that this is the first step towards my plan. The ink dries on the paper, solidifying our agreement. From this day forward, Grace and I will be bound by a contract, a marriage that holds no love or happiness. I stand up from the sofa and walk towards the mirror once again, my reflection staring back at me. I no longer see the person I used to be. Grace has awakened a side of me I never knew existed, a side that is dying to make her pay for her actions.

“Yes, but I don't go around doing favors." “What do you mean?” He pulled up a chair, sitting beside her bed. “I mean that you owe me. And since you’ve reappeared in my life, I’ve got something for you.” She swallowed. “What… what is it?” Ralph leaned in, his eyes never leaving hers. “A contract marriage.” Vivian blinked. A contract marriage? It was the last thing she had expected to hear from him. “Ralph… why would you… why would you want that?” she stammered, unsure of why he needed it.

They both danced and jumped around rejoicing that she made the right choice. "You see, being in a contract marriage to a psycho isn't that bad you know, after all, it is only for five years, and within five years, even if you take all the shifts and double work in the entire city, you could never pay Houston's f*e, but now, it has been paid in full". Pamela says, hugging her, and just then, she turned to look behind her, she noticed that her mother was standing there, looking all strong, with a broad smile across her face.

She barked. This is not looking good at all. This is not how I want things to be. I stood up, and I ran my hand through my hair. "Look. After what we had last night. I think we should rethink all this. Yes, we are in a contract marriage, but maybe we can make it work". I tried to make sense. She crossed her arms across her chest, still looking at me and I didn't like this side of her. "We had sex. That's it. So why are you making a big deal out of it?" She complained.

"Yes, sir. Please." "If it's a contract marriage, that means the marriage has a time limit?" Morgan asked. "Yes, and at that time the time was not specifically stated, it was just said, until the Alpha felt that I had paid enough of my debt or he no longer needed me as his contract wife," answered Sarena in a sad tone. "Uh, that sounds ambiguous to me," Morgan muttered.

Someone inside the council is orchestrating a play against Blackridge, and they used your marriage contract as the wedge. Harry stood up slowly, the mate bond in his chest flaring with a sudden, vicious pulse. The guilt hit him again, cold and sharp; he had hesitated when the accusations landed. He had let his pride and his anger cloud his judgement while Bella was being used as a pawn in a game much larger than a broken contract. 'Get the enforcers ready,' Harry said quietly. We aren't just looking for my wife anymore. We are hunting a traitor. In the outer corridor near the pack archives, Brianna paced nervously against the stone wall.