Hot Wife Contract Novels & Stories

Her gazes were rather calm unlike her mind, those things Tyler told her before she signed the contract kept replaying before her eyes. "According to the contract, you will play a good wifey role. You will take care of his daily needs without any questions or complaints, most importantly look out for him all the time. You have to be his eyes and in exchange, he will provide you with a luxurious lifestyle, you will be paid handsomely per month. There's no duration of the contract, you will be married to my client according to the contract but the separation depends on my client. When he wants, you will walk out of this marriage and not ask for anything in return."

“But my daughter… she’ll work for you. She’s only twenty-three. She’ll do anything.” Lucian raised a brow. “Anything?” William nodded silently. A ghost of a smirk tugged at Lucian’s lips. “Then I’ll give you the money.” “Thank you! Thank you, sir!” William’s knees almost buckled with relief. Lucian held up a hand. “On one condition. Your daughter will marry me. A contract marriage. She’ll take care of my three-year-old daughter until the debt is paid. No love. No emotion. No intimacy. She will follow every rule I set. That’s the deal.”

“The card was barely warm before you started using it.” I raised a brow and gave him a tight smile. “You told me to change my wardrobe, I was just following your orders.” One of his brows lifted. “You didn’t hold back.” I folded my arms. “Was I supposed to? Isn’t that what you wanted? A wife who looks the part? Well, here I am. Exactly what you asked for.” His jaw twitched, but his eyes stayed unreadable. He picked up the contract from the table between us and tapped it with his pen. “Let’s just get this done with then.”

It was obvious she wanted to keep an eye on me at all times. While it wasn't such a bad thing, it still felt creepy. "Hello, Karl." I didn't bother smiling. I slipped inside and shut the door, then leaned my head against the headrest while he drove me to work. I'd never been to the other companies. HCE had certain rules. A worker from a particular department was prohibited from stepping foot into another department, unless they had special permission. It would be hard working with new people. I had grown so used to Anika and Penelope, the other girls, Owen and even Francine even though she was a pain in the butt.

“No, you know the version of me you signed a contract with.” “And I know the woman who stayed and faced her fears, the woman who has done nothing but respect me. Care for me. And most importantly you’ve made this whole contract thing very easy.” Emily’s fingers tightened around the ring. “This arrangement benefits me too,” she said quickly. “Don’t turn me into some selfless saint. We had an agreement. Hope you didn’t forget. It's just a contract. you protect me. I appear to your board of directors as your wife.”

She was twenty-six, exhausted, and one missed payment away from losing the only thing she had built for herself with her own hands. Elena sat up, grabbed the folder, and flipped through the contract pages under the dim lamp light. Clause 4: No physical intimacy of any kind. Clause 7: No emotional attachment. Clause 12: Complete discretion. Breach results in immediate termination of payment and legal action. Adrian Voss had thought of everything. She pictured him again — that cold, commanding man in his perfect suit, offering her a fortune like it was pocket change. The way his stormy gray eyes had looked at her like she was both a problem and a solution. The quiet authority that made the sma

Wait this isn’t how I planned this! My dad stood up and came around to hug me. My mum joined in too. “Sweetheart, is that what you had in that head of yours the whole time?” My mum looked like she was tearing up too. Hey at least I think this is working. “But I assure you i witnessed your potential fiancé grow up and he is nothing like that! In fact his father, your dads business partner, said so himself that he will cut his son’s hands off if he dares mistreat you! The one you will marry agreed himself that he will agree to any terms you have! So please my sweet daughter give this a chance” I blew it. My hope flew out of the window. I scooted closer to my dad though. “Your mother is right,

“A written contract. You need to go through it and sign, giving your consent to be our slave. A sex toy that will let us fuck her whenever we feel like it.” Those words said crudely, did things to my body. I walked on shaky feet to the table. On the cover was a highlighted and bold ‘SEX TOY CONTRACT’ which I ignored as I flipped to the first page. ‘This contract is dated the 14th of December 2025 between Miss Bella Cold, Mr Blue Chritophos, and Mr Fred Christopos…’ I squinted at the names. I couldn’t believe I got that tidbit of information before I even signed the contract with them.

"I already accepted the position. The contracts are signed. And you have no right to interfere." "I have every right. You're my wife—" "A wife you don't love. A wife you ignore. A wife you treat like a trophy to parade at galas." My voice rose despite my best efforts. "You don't get to control every aspect of my life, Alexander. Not anymore." "This isn't about control—" "It's entirely about control!" I slammed his phone on the counter. "You want me trapped in this penthouse, dependent on you, with nothing in my life but waiting for scraps of your attention. Well, I'm done waiting."

'Okay'we both said unisonly 'This is the rules *you both can stay in a house but not a room. We both nod agreemently * no sex no kiss I smirked.I can find that hard to do. Right now I wish I could just kiss her. She nod but I slowly nod * no felling in love unless the contract expired. * the expired date is 6months.by.then if you wanted to go your separate ways. I will divorce you and called the contract terminated . but if you by the way want to continue. We will do another real wedding legally' the lawyer said