Love Born From A Contract Novels & Stories

Bruno looked as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, his lips curling into a dismissive smirk. "Liliana, if you can come up with the hundred million dollars you owe this family, I'll sign the papers right now. Otherwise, stop making a scene." I didn't argue, and just dialed an encrypted number. "I accept the terms we discussed." A lazy laugh echoed from the other end of the line. "A hundred million? Merely the cost of a port, nothing more. I can have it for you anytime, my princess." ... "But are you sure you want to bind yourself to me? All for a man who betrayed you?"

I walked towards her, my hand still wrapped in the towel. She stretched it towards me as I placed the towel down. “they left it behind. Looks like a contract” she said. “Contract?” I opened it up, flipping through it slowly. I felt my eyes were deceiving me, at the same time, I felt I was seeing something which appeared as an opportunity, an opportunity to get me out of everything I was going through…. A contract marriage for 5 million dollars?

Amelia half yell, half sitting up. "I guess that you didn't read the breaching of contract part as well" he said, folding his arms against his chest. "I'm meant to pay a penalty f*e?" "You know, one thing I hate are lies and people who try double cross me. You agreed to the deal, signed the papers and now, you want to back out of it while having my sperm in you? Do you take me for a fool?" Sean demand, wearing an angry look. A little, since you believe your sperm is in me...Amelia thought, clearing her throat before she speak.

He said with anger, his sound quality is enough to understand his resentment. "You are a big fool. We didn't marry, we made a contract. The "LOVE CONTRACT", do you understand?" He pointed his finger towards her. He was firm and his every movement makes her more scared of him more scared than she was before the wedding. "What?" She screamed in pain. The word 'LOVE CONTRACT" reverberated in her brain. The words were spoken by Arnav were unacceptable for Sharanya. She never imagines that she has to hear such words from Arnav.

She didn't even care about the mess-her heart was too full. "You're so happy, huh?" Damian said, watching her. "Unfortunately... that was just a copy, not the original." "What?!" The drama shattered. She dropped backward onto the pillow in defeat. "Pfft... I'm kidding. That was the original agreement." He grabbed the remote and turned off the lights. Then he pulled her close and wrapped her in a tight embrace, his hand sliding instinctively to his favorite place. "I don't need that contract to bind you anymore. I'll tie you with my love and feelings," he whispered.

I said. "I thought love was something you won," he said, with the particular, precise quality he brought to the distinction. "Through being exceptional. Through being useful. Through being better than the alternative." He paused. "It took me years to understand that love that works like that isn't love. It's a contract. And contracts don't keep you warm in October when the garden has gone dormant and there's nothing to demonstrate and nothing to win."

“You have no idea how easy it is for a woman to fall in love with you.” “Love is dead to me. Only a foolish woman would ever think of loving me.” I was harsh. “That’s why we have a contract. Our roles are fixed, the terms are clear. Women only love what they can gain. They take and leave.” “I’m different from Tania’s mother.” She was right. She was special. I’d never met a woman like her. “What if that weren’t true… and I have fallen in love with you?” “You can never fall in love with me,” my eyes warned her. “That would break the contract.”

Ross’s thumb traced my bottom lip, his eyes burning with something darker than lust—something that looked dangerously close to love. “No, baby girl.” His voice was velvet over steel. “I’m going to own you. There’s a difference. And once you’re mine… you’ll never want to be anyone else’s again.” He stepped back just enough to place a thick black folder on the desk between us. The contract. My hands trembled as I stared at it. Every sane voice in my head screamed to run. Every broken, aching part of me wanted to drop to my knees and beg him to start right now.

I leaned back and let my thumbs caress his face gently. “I don’t want to stop being with you, and I will never stop being with you, Todd,” I told him softly. “Whatever plan I have does not involve us sacrificing our love or losing ourselves. This plan does involve us having to make temporary sacrifices, but it also means we have a chance to free you from that contract.” His eyes lit up a little when I said that. “I know you hate the contract and that you don’t want to have anything to do with it, but I have to be honest with you, my love,” I said, keeping the softness in my tone. “You are involved already; the contract surrounds you and your family.”

“I can’t believe I spent six years with you! I thought you knew we were never taking this forward! It was never about marriage you fool, I was only using you for your notes because you’re the top student!” W..what? I stopped in my tracks, my heart dropped. “You don’t mean that Aria tell me.. tell me you don’t mean that” “I’m sorry I really needed to boost my grade and you were hard to approach so I had to do it the long way… don’t worry I won’t lie the sex was good.” Am I hearing wrong, the love of my life just told me I mean nothing to her except her golden ticket to success. What is home, I ask myself? Is it not a person, a heartbeat, a sweet- no a terrible, disgusting person named Aria?