Romans & histoires Love In Contract

I will get a good sleep after so many days. ******** Fast forward to her birthday night >> "Here is our marriage contract, I hope you remember... It will be over at the mid November as you know.. More than a month left... So I decided to give you a copy " I smiled and give it to her.. She looked at me , and again I don't understand what her eyes said but I am not an idiot... At least I know those eyes doesn't hold any love for me... She isn't mine and she never will be.

The one that had caught her attention from the very beginning. “If either of us says ‘I love you,’” he read slowly, each word careful and deliberate, “the contract terminates automatically. No negotiation. No exceptions. No take-backs.” “I need to understand why,” she said. “Really understand.” He set down the contract. Leaned back in his chair. For a long moment, he was quiet. “Love changes things,” he finally said. “It creates obligations that contracts can’t define. Expectations that rules can’t capture. When you love someone, you start to need them in ways that can become… dangerous.”

"We are out of sight. No cameras, no board members. Explain page fourteen." ​Ryan didn't look up immediately. He poured himself a glass of water from the small console bar, his movements slow and deliberate. "I thought a PR maven like yourself would read a contract more thoroughly before signing it." ​"I read the financial terms, Ryan! I read the asset division, the non-disclosure agreements, and the duration!" She leaned forward, her hands gripping the edge of the leather seat. "What is the love clause?" ​Ryan set his glass down. The passing streetlights caught the sharp angles of his face, casting long, dark shadows across his eyes. "It’s a standard protective measure against emotional lia

“Close the door. Sit.” I did as he asked, my pulse racing. “Everything okay, boss?” I asked. He pushed a document across the desk. “Read it. Then sign.” I looked at the title. My heart stuttered. ‘LOVERS CONTRACT’ My eyes scanned the document. Rules. Boundaries. Expectations. This arrangement is strictly physical. No romantic involvement. No babies. Complete discretion at all times. Secret encounters. The submissive lover undertakes to accept every sexual command she is given without complaint until she has been tamed.

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.

-- "In the midst of the ocean, where so many times I have been yours for hire, allow me to be yours for love." That's it! The other times what we were together was a contract we had signed, something pre-written that said we should pretend to love each other in front of others. An agreement that brought us closer together, he because he didn't want to be humiliated and I because I needed money. I won't lie and deny it, I was there for the high amount he promised me, the fiery moments were only benefits. Our relationship was of golden interest; interest in the other's body, interest in the contract.

I finally heard him say after a few minutes of akward silence. "Huh,why? I thought I still have a month left?" "Why? you breached the contract, that's why." "I didn't breach our contract Nate, you said I couldn't ask for you to love me in return, that means I was free to love you." "Still, you breached the contract. Here's the logic, yes I said you could never ask for my love in return and that means I'm giving you the go-ahead to love me, right?" "Right..." I muttered under my breath.

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

No 6: You may touch nothing which belongs to him. No 7: You may not invite your friends to his house, oh! Especially male friends. No 8: You may not talk and spend time with his housemaids. No 9: You may not meet his family without his permission. And the last one, Soo-Yun, you know it is a contract marriage, so you can’t stop him from dating anyone or meeting anyone or he will also not stop you.” Won-Chal cleared her and took a glance at his friend, who was staring at Soo-Yun with no emotions. Soo-Yun nodded in order of agreement. Won-Chal passed her the pen, and she glanced at Jun-Sang, who was gazing at her emotionlessly. She sighed and signed the agreement. After that, she bowed to Won-C

“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.”