Just A Contract Marriage Novels & Stories

But he also knows that I am a man of my word, and once I’ve decided, there’s no turning back. I read the clauses. 1. No right to touch each other. 2. No sharing of bed. 3. No emotional attachment or sexual relationship. 4. No interference in each other’s life. I scoff as I read through the contract. It’s clear that Grace wants nothing to do with me beyond the terms of our agreement. Well, that’s fine by me. I have no intention of getting emotionally involved, either. This marriage is simply a means to an end, a way to teach her a lesson she won’t soon forget.

I asked her “No I’m not sir, can I leave now?” she asked me, looking frustrated. “ you can leave,” I said and watched as she left my office. I'll marry her, I have to even if I have to kidnap her mother. I'll do that. I called my lawyer to draft a marriage contract based on my terms and have it delivered tomorrow. I don't have time, Tom would be getting married in less than a week and I have to get married before him.

I let out a deep breath as I was grateful that he had agreed to it, so far. "Third. I don't want we've any sexual relations," I said and this time I saw his face look a little surprised. "Why? Isn't that normal?" he asked. "Of course, if this is a real marriage, I’ll do it with you all the time. But since it's just a contract marriage, I don't want my body to be touched by a man who is not my real husband," I said and I saw his face looked more surprised. I just smiled when I got that reaction. I had expected — I thought.

Christ, what have I gotten myself into? “Rule one: We're not in love. This is a contracted marriage. There will be no love, no jealousy, no possessiveness, no asking about the other's whereabouts. All you have to do is play the role of a perfect wife, give birth, and leave with your body still intact.” He explained, and I swallowed, listening attentively. “Rule 2: never tell anyone about the contract. We're married, that's all anyone needs to know. Just those two rules. Do you understand?” He asked, and I nodded quickly, earning a satisfied smirk from him. “You can leave.”

She cut in sharply. “Yes, that’s why we are going over the terms now. I understand that your families arranged your marriage so you two could be together. But in reality, between the two of you, it is just a contract marriage, one with a fixed term and conditions.” I saw her stiffen, her jaw going tight. She looked at me, then back to Jared. “I don’t understand what you mean. What contract?” She asked. “That’s what Mark wants. Since you two don’t want each other and only agreeing because of your families, I think it’s just wise that you get it binded in a contract. This will benefit you the most so you have nothing to fear.” Jared continued.

as he likes to call them as a wife is not allowed” “that’s absurd….what if you’re in love with her? I ask “I don’t fall in love miss evans” he answers his tone sharp I nod “so I marry you for one year…and in exchange you’ll help pay for my sisters treatment? “yes” he nods “okay I take a deep breath “what is expected of me if i’m to marry you” I ask wanting to know what i’m getting myself into “you’ll live with me in my house for the duration of the marriage…we’ll try to show up as a loving couple to the public…you’ll meet my family, the rest of the stipulations will be stated in a contract you’ll sign before the day of the wedding” he explains

Mark sighs and tries to compose his thoughts so that what he’s going to say later won’t cause much shock Aimie: “Do you want me to be indirect or be straightforward?” Mark didn’t forget to ask his wife for her opinion since he didn’t want her to complain about how he was going; to end her life due to him being straightforward. “This time I, want you to be straightforward. Come on, Mark, divulge it already since I’m curious.” Mark first took a deep breath before he spoke: “We’re not married because we love each other rather, our marriage is based- on contract.” Angelo, who was leisurely eating the potato chips- can’t help but spit the chips out of his mouth because of what Mark- had informed

“It's better than actually getting married, right?” A contract? He's suppose to get married using a contract? “How did you say it works again?” Michael let out a sigh “it's simple, you and your chosen lady sign the contract that states that the marriage lasts for only 6 months. During that time, you should be able to get the company and right after, it dissolves" “A contract means money, Michael. This contract says 5 million dollars. I'm not giving my money to any lady” he made it clear

Her hands trembled slightly as she read the contents of the contract: Temporary Marriage Contract Duration: 1 year Purpose: To reignite trust in love for Leon Morano De Santos Terms: Do not bring up Leon’s past without his permission. Must live together, share the same room, and engage in sexual relations. Pregnancy is expected. Falling in love unilaterally is prohibited (but not vice versa). If Leon falls in love within one year, the contract is deemed successful, and compensation will be granted. An additional bonus will be awarded if pregnancy occurs.

“ Because our marriage won’t be a real one . We will have a contract marriage . “ said Massimo . “ A contract marriage ? “ said Luna even more confused . Massimo sat down and gave Luna a napkin for her to wipe the tears . ‘ If anyone received such a proposal form me , they would be crying tears of joy and not tears of sadness . They would surely jump into my arms right away , thanking me for giving them such an opportunity in the first place , yet this girl feels like its the end of the world . ‘ thought Massimo a bit discouraged about Luna feeling like that . “ The contract marriage has a period of three years . After three years the two of us will divorce . Of course you will have benefits