Romans & histoires Love In Contract

“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?

"I still don't get it. You were only married by contract, and I'm sure your mother did this because she didn't approve of your marriage. Shouldn't you be happy when she asks for a divorce? Especially since you can replace her with a famous model. What's got you down?" "I wasn't depressed, it's just that I felt bad for not listening to her explanation then. She even cried and said she never cheated on me. In fact, I was the first man to ever touch her. That's why my feelings are all over the place right now. I don't know, I don't understand my own heart." Alex did not continue. He looked at Nicholas' suddenly changed expression and finally realized something. "I know! You are falling in love

"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?"

"Anything else?" "The last thing I need in here is a clause saying that if either party develops feelings that may lead to love, they must immediately end the contract," I say, looking him straight in the eye. A small amused smile appears on his face and he says, "We don't need that in writing. Neither of us will fall in love. I know I won't and you've already made me make this promise verbally."

Well, this will be awkward, but at least he’s not trying to keep me as a mistress or prostitute. I can’t hide my grimace as my eyes scan the “no pregnancy clause.” A flashback of Landon and Owen floods my mind. I push it away mentally and resist the urge to dwell on past memories. Then I see the section that states the “falling in love” stipulation. Contracted relationship shall remain professional at all times. Falling in love is expressly forbidden and grounds for immediate termination of the contract. Additionally, this document and all information herein shall remain confidential. Any breach will carry serious consequences.

“The contract girlfriend can demand anything except for one thing, Love.” Anita felt her heart sink. If those were a condition in a relationship then why enter in the first place? “Once the contracted girlfriend developed affection and demands to be loved back,” The other man, Collins, continued reading the contents of the contract, “The contract will automatically become null and void.”

"These are annulment papers. On the grounds that our marriage was contractual in nature." "That's not true. We fell in love. We chose each other." "Did we? Or did we just convince ourselves we did because it made the situation easier?" She wouldn't meet my eyes. "Either way, the legal foundation of our marriage was that contract. Now it's fulfilled. We can part ways cleanly." "There's nothing clean about this." "Sign the papers, Robert." "I won't. That contract stopped mattering the moment we fell in love." "Love?" She laughed, the sound broken and bitter. "You have an interesting definition of love. Does it include waking up to find another woman in your bed? Does it include months of secre

But once the other party did something out of line, he would make the contract null and void. Before Maia could speak, he leaned down, exhaling warm breath in her ear, saying, "Love is not a piece of paper. Kissing you is following my heart." Love couldn't be regulated by a contract, the overwhelming love inside him was beyond control. He loved her and kissed her, actions he couldn't restrain. Maia's heart pounded irregularly. She never expected such words to come from him. This pinnacle of excellence, who deemed even saying "love" a luxury, was now saying such cheesy things.

-I don't want to do this, because I'm stressing out, it's absurd, if they knew that we don't follow the rules of a contract, including the part that says we can't give each other roses, that's absurd, you know you should burn that contract, there's no need to pretend anymore, if we both love each other, it's serious that we can't make love, nobody knows it, I don't know why we can't burn that contract, that contract, my dream is with you, and you know I won't pay attention to an absurd contract, I want us to sleep in the same bed, we have to try, I don't know why it terrifies me, but now it's worth it, I just want to feel you, and this class thing sucks to have a tutor, if I have to do face