Kontrata Ng Katapatan Sa Kalikasan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"If this is true, she’s not just a mate. The Council will want her moved to the Central Citadel for observation immediately. This goes beyond a private contract, Killian. This is a matter of survival." Killian’s grip on Vespera tightened. "The contract is paid. She stays in the Keep." "The contract has a Safety of the Race' clause," Harek countered, his voice turning cold. "She belongs to the Council now." Vespera felt the silver in her blood surge, a wave of heat so intense it felt like her skin was melting off her flesh. She looked at Harek, and for a second, his heartbeat became a visible pulse in his neck. She wanted to stop it.

But another corrected that all his ex-girlfriends hated him after the relationship. "They say he has no heart. He is cold as ice and sharp as steel," my other co-worker concluded. "What is he, a psychopath?" "Who knows. Maybe something worse." I shook the thoughts off my head, refusing to think about any of it anymore. My eyes narrowed on a clause on the contract that says: "Ensure all his needs are met. All his needs except sexual needs. You're not obligated to be intimate with him or allowed to procreate with him. Procreating with Mr Kaleb will terminate the contract."

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************

mother growled, ignoring my words. I wouldn't exactly call Kamaria a cow, yes she isn't skinny like most of the women in our circle, but she has curves in all the right places. I fought my body reaction to the reminder of those delicious curves. One of the reasons I hadn't been able to resist her during our marriage even though I had promised myself I wasn't going to touch her. My mother have never hidden how she felt about Kamaria and her family. Being from a different social background mother felt that our association with the family some how tainted our reputation in the high society.

But rumor traveled faster than blood. “Tell us,” she said. “Did you insist on the contract? Or did he?” “That’s between me and my lawyer,” I said. They laughed again. A few looked like they might actually be amused this time. “That’s between you and the Tribunal, darling,” Calista corrected, voice honey-sweet. “They have to… *approve* contracts these days. For the safety of everyone involved.” “And here I thought I was the one in the relationship,” I said. Their smiles sharpened. Calista’s eyes glittered.

Contract details; Clause 1: Consent and Respect Both parties acknowledge the importance of clear, enthusiastic, and ongoing consent. Consent is the foundation of this relationship, and any violation of this principle will result in the immediate suspension of the contract. Both parties agree to respect each other’s boundaries and continuously communicate desires, limits, and needs. Clause 2: Power Dynamics

“Last night‌ wa‍s a l⁠a‍ps​e in judgment​, it wil⁠l no⁠t be repeated, the cont‌ract stands.” “Bullshit​.‌” Et‌han leaned ove‌r the table, palms fla⁠t, brin‍ging their f‍ac⁠es clo​s⁠e⁠r, “​y⁠ou want‌ed me, you were shaking against m​e. I felt how har‍d you were”

"Then, can you stay and stop this stupid game? As you know, my niece and I still need you." Kaleela smiled. Although she is unsure if Grant will see it, "Well, what if we place a bet?" "A bet?" Grant flinched because he doesn't like that risky idea. "Don't worry. Let's make a magic contract so no one would betray each other. The loser need to grant one wishes from the winner. Remember, just one." "I refused. You know that I'm bad at things like this." Kaleela exhaled. "Honestly, I'm tired of running away. Let's settle this matter for once and all. Besides, I want to test your theories about our relationship and your capability to rewrite the stars."