Love Born From A Contract 소설 & 이야기

I followed and threw the door open, “All these while, did you ever plan on letting me go? Were you deceiving me all along? You said when your bride returns, you'd let me go — the contract said so.” “That was before I fell in love with you!” Felix fired back. “As far as I am in love with you, the contract changes. The contract changed as soon as I started having feelings for you! You won't leave even when my bride has returned.” I stood frozen, my mind struggling to process the words that had just left his lips. It was as if time had stopped, and all that existed was the sound of his voice, echoing in my ears. I had expected anything from him – sarcasm, indifference, even annoyance – but not

She pushed the pad toward him. "Sign it," she said. It wasn't a prenup. It wasn't a contract enforceable by law. It was a contract enforceable by love. Liam took the pen. He signed his name. Liam Cross. He pushed it back to her. She signed. Aurora Vale. They looked at the paper. "It's a good blueprint," Liam said. "It's a start," she said. He reached across the rug and took her hands. "You know," he said, "there's one thing missing."

"This reads like a business merger, not a relationship between people who supposedly love each other." "That's intentional." Liam moved closer. "Because love isn't enough. We've proven that. We love each other and we still hurt each other, control each other, manipulate each other. This contract—" he gestured to the papers, "—this is what protects us from our worst instincts. What ensures that when love gets messy, we have structure to fall back on." "You're saying we need a contract to stop you from being controlling?"

“Ang saya ko, promise. Every day of our lives is the best day ever. Dahil ikaw ang ibinigay ng Maykapal sa akin. Masaya ako at palagi kong ipinagpasalamat sa Diyos na nagmahal ako ng tamang tao. Na itinadhana niya ako sa tamang lalaking magmamahal at mag-aaruga sa akin. Sa amin ng anak natin.” Ramdam niya ang paghagod ng isang palad nito sa likod niya. “I am thankful to God too for bringing you into my life. For playing our fate into A Love Deal. Kung hindi dahil sa deal, wala tayo sa posisyon nating ito. Somehow, gusto ko ring pasalamatan sina Tita at Tito. Kung hindi sa inalok nilang trabaho sa ’yo, siguro ngayon ay wala tayo dito at wala tayong Owen na siyang nagbubuklod sa atin ngayon.”

All information had to be reviewed and agreed upon by both parties before we could start our contract relationship. “Looking for someone who would absolutely not fall in love with the counter party. Special consideration will be given to candidates with reasons to dislike or hate the client,” I read the terms that Justin had highlighted on the paper. “Weird right? I mean, asking you not to fall in love with him because that will complicate things for you both is quite normal. Not every guy or girl is buying this service because they’re looking for love but it’s like…another level entirely to be asking for someone who might hate him,” Justin explained.

he corrected, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Laughing, I nodded my heart swelling with love. "That too, my love," I replied, feeling the weight of our shared journey, our love story, and the promises that lay ahead. Hand in hand, we stood on the precipice of a new chapter, ready to face whatever challenges and joys the future held, bound together by a love that was unbreakable, enduring, and beautifully, wonderfully ours, loving in the shadow of our heart. ******* THE END OF CONTRACTED.

"And now… give it to me…!" He demanded. "Well, you see, honey, my soul may technically be yours, but according to the contract written right here, you've broken the rules." I smirked, holding back a chuckle. I wasn't about to just hand over my soul. “Condition number one, part A and party B are not allowed to fall in love… and you, my darling… fell in love first.”

“You need to understand, I was technically run away from an arranged forced marriage, so you wouldn’t expect me to run out of one forced marriage only to end up in another.” “It’s a contract marriage Ava! Nothing like the marriage you ran away from, It’s not like I’m marrying you because I love you or anything, this is gonna be just business in which both parties benefit.” The moment those words came flying out of his mouth, my heart stopped I know I sound a little dramatic especially because he's a total stranger, but that in itself hurt me like hell... I felt my heart burst into several pieces. “Wait... how do you know my name?”

“What kind of job are we talking about?” “A contract marriage,” Emma said. Sonia blinked, then laughed nervously, thinking her friend was joking. But when she saw Emma’s serious expression, the smile faded. For sure her friend was serious. “Wait. What? A contract marriage? Like in those drama series?” Emma nodded. “Yes. Apparently, there’s this wealthy guy who needs a wife. And guess what?” Emma asked, watching Sonia adjust herself properly on the couch. “Wait, there’s more?” Sonia asked; her eyes widened; the whole story was getting interesting.

He stood with a slow politeness and adjusted his papers. “Ms. Hart,” he said, voice a little theatrical. “A simple question. You live in a contract marriage with Mr. Blackwood, yes?” His sudden personal jab landed like a small hand in the room. I felt the old pulse of shame. I had learned to breathe into it. I let Percival’s advice come to me: facts, not story. “Yes,” I said. “I have a contract with Mr. Blackwood. It is a private matter. It does not change the documents I found.”