Help! My Contract Husband Is Obsessed With Me Novels & Stories

"No.. No it's fine." She recollected herself. Although he had said he'd settle her, money had not been the primary reason for accepting. She wasn't also expecting the sum to be this much. He was remitting 100 million dollars as if it was nothing, offering even double. Are all billionaires this extravagant? She wondered. She decided to go through the rest of the details. It was indeed a detailed one. A part of the contract states that, she is free to walk away from the marriage whenever she wants, if he breaks any of his vows to her. She signed the contract and returned it. He smiled. "You have a curious history. How long have you been a wedding planner?"

“I am done with that hellhole you call a marriage! Nothing can bring me back to you after you had the nerve, the audacity and the disrespect to cheat on me with my sister!” His voice on the other end of the phone oozed anger, the deep baritone almost forcing me to surrender to his will. But he had hurt me too much for that to work now. “It was a contract marriage. I am not obligated to you, Catherine, now fucking listen to me—” “I am not obligated to you, either! I have always listened to you and where has that gotten me? Hurt and pregnant.” I yelled him down with a cracking voice, making sure he could not get a word in.

“I just didn’t want to leave—” “Did you do that to your ex?” My eyes widened at his question. “What? No! I mean… wait, why do you sound affected?” “Because I’m your husband.” I closed my eyes for a second and rubbed my temple. I looked at him again. “According to our contract,” he continued, “we’re supposed to act like real lovers for one year. A real married couple. So yeah—I have the right to feel jealous.” My jaw dropped. I stared at him, stunned.

I head to my room and she followed me. "Well, yes I did" I answered and she squealed behind me. "I can't believe you two are a thing now, right?" She asked. Well, according to the contract. We are. For now, I needed to use him to make my parents not send me a husband or arrange any relationship for me. "Yes" I answered and she squealed again. She was the one getting happy on my behalf. "I'm also guessing it's a secret. If everyone knows about your relationship with him, the whole company would turn upside down" she said and I totally agreed with that. It's a fucking secret that no one must know.

“You can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep following me everywhere and embarrassing me. I’m getting sick and fucking tired of it all. Last time I checked, there was nowhere in the contract that said that I couldn’t have my own personal space and right now, you’re invading it for no reason.” “I’m not—“ I raise a finger to cut him off. “Yes, you are. Every time. You need to understand that I’m only your wife on paper. For what? A year. Just one year, and all of this is going to be over. But before that happens, I’ll need you to either listen to me, or go back and read your fucking contract properly before trying to do as you please.” Sighing in frustration, I wipe the sweat beading on my foreh

"You are not wrong. I have main target but I will include Knight. He is the root of this so he deserves to be acknowledged." "So, are you planning to use the obsession character your husband has?" I nodded but rolled my eyes afterwards. "He is not my husband. He is just someone I signed up papers with." ... "Does not change it, you signed marriage documents, idiot."

He made that fucking clause and now he fucking regrets that shit being in the contract! He slammed shut the laptop dropping his back against the couch and staring at the wall with hard eyes. One side of his heart felt extremely happy after discovering the fact that she was his wife. But there was also another side that felt disappointed. He’s her husband. And she’s loyal to him. But was he? Even though it was a contract marriage, not a real one but still she remained loyal to him like the obedient innocent wife she is. And what he did. He had his mistress, and then Hazel. He didn’t even think about his contractual wife all these months. When he was with Ella he used to think about his contra

"You won't find anything interesting." "Oh I'm afraid my disappointing husband will betray me!" I blurted out with derision, I was annoying him, we both knew that according to that contract we couldn't turn our eyes on another person, we were only supposed to exist. "I hope my husband never does!" he mumbled through his teeth. Gael gently nudged my head. A smile tightened on his lips.

I swallowed a lump of saliva. He was so sexy and hot. I imagined my fingers digging into his packs and his silky smooth hair. I couldn't take my eyes away from him for a second. He didn't notice because I don't want him to. I felt like getting him to do shit with me. For him to take me but that wasn't possible. He wasn't my real husband. It was just a contract.

"Tonight, you won't escape my clutches, dear wife." "Don't forget we are supposed to be enemies at home," she reminded him. He threw his head back and laughed, "Do not underestimate the determination of a hungry husband. Who says I will let others find out?" "So you are a hungry husband?" Her amusement was obvious. "Yes, I am hungry for you," he admitted. "So tell me, do you still want us to stick to the contract?" She swallowed, "Of course, that's the right thing to do. Don't forget there's a penalty for breaching the contract."