Kontrata Ng Katapatan Sa Kalikasan Novels & Stories

"--- He speaks reassuringly, but I feel that he is trying to disguise a sadness for knowing that we will soon have to part. I have to confess, I am also sad that our trip is ending. We got to know a lot of places, we got to know each other a lot more. But as I said, I fell in love with him. I know it's crazy, after all, from the very beginning we made it clear that everything was only a contract, that we could get involved sexually, but without ever allowing the heart to enter. That was the only rule, not to involve the heart. We could do anything, except fall in love. But that's the thing, you know, we want to do everything that is forbidden, so I made sure to do totally the opposite of the

She said and walked in closing her door behind her. What the hell did she get herself into? She sighed. What kind of a man is Dario, he didn't even find the courtesy of bringing her home and introducing her to everyone like every normal couple would do, He was the one who wrote in their contract that no one was allowed to find out that this marriage is a contract. She knew his attitude was a bad one— an arrogant, rude, heartless bastard but she didn't believe he would abandon his son like this.

“You’re offering me money in exchange for being your wife. That’s not practical, that’s insane.” “You need money, and I need a wife. This arrangement benefits us both. I don’t see the issue.” He said. “The issue,” I said, gripping the file tightly, “is that marriage is supposed to mean something.” His jaw tensed slightly, but his voice remained steady. “Marriage is just a contract, Elena. Nothing more. You sign papers, follow rules, and at the end of the agreement, we walk away.” I shook my head. “And why exactly do you need a wife? A man like you can have any woman he wants.”

Ethan replied, popping a spring roll into his mouth. "You did that?" "No," he grinned. "But it sounds more dangerous than fake dating a woman who has strong opinions about fonts and eats ice cream straight from the carton." Layla pointed her spoon at him. "Watch it. That woman also controls your online image now." Ethan held up both hands in surrender, still smiling. "Fair. But can we talk about how you actually made us a contract?" "Fake Relationship Contract," Layla corrected, reaching into a folder and sliding out the paper like it was an ancient scroll. "We need boundaries. Rules. Expectations. This isn’t just make-believe—it’s a strategy."

“Do you see the point I am making now? Soon, the baby will succeed his father, Brian, who will definitely not regain his sanity. Obviously, the baby is actually the successor and someday he will remember Melissa, his mother, and we will be ruined…” Kate stamped to her feet furiously. “You have a point there, Opula.” She clicked her finger emphatically. “We need to act fast otherwise we are ruined. But on the contrary, the baby is only a product of contract marriage and Melissa will no longer be useful since the contract marriage will have elapsed by the time. “

"Nevertheless, it's their rule, remember the words the manager of this apartment said?" I looked down until my eyes fell on the wooden tiles, and then, the scenario earlier was once again played by my mind. The old man laughed as his eyes couldn't be seen anymore. He got something from his pocket and showed us what it was. "The rule given by the above was all written here," he said as his smile seemed to already be carved on his wrinkled face. He pointed to the words written on a white scroll. "And it said that this town was only for the restoration of the vampire clan. Therefore, you can't enter here nor sleep in a room with no mate with you as we gave importance to every chance we have to

Isa-isa nilang binasa ang dokumento, at kahit may ilang nagtanong, karamihan ay mukhang nasisiyahan sa mga probisyon. "Kahit anong tanong niyo, nandito kami para sagutin lahat ng alinlangan ninyo. Ayaw naming magkamali kayo sa desisyon," dagdag ni Thalia, na naroon din at maingat na pinag-aaralan ang kontrata. "Kung sakaling may makita kaming hindi namin gusto sa kontrata, may paraan ba para ito'y maamyendahan?" tanong ni Nathan.

he explained earnestly, although I felt, there was a reason far deeper than the clarification he just gave. “Speaking of which who the hell defines their sex life so tacitly into terms and conditions and slaps them onto a contract?” I helplessly throw my arms up in the air in exasperation. Swirling a pen randomly between his fingers he bluntly explains,“I understand that you might be surprised but these contracts are quite common in the fetish world to avoid lawsuits. There are exclusive clubs and communities of people who like to confirm what they are paying for. ” (Angrily) “So that’s all that I’m for you? A prostitute who caters to your every whim and fancy!!??”