Love In Contract Novels & Stories

of the room, he placed a light kiss on my forehead and whispered, “I won’t take long, I love you.” I watched him as he went out of the room. This is unreal. I have had past relationships which I thought that I fell in love with them, but with Conner it is a whole different level. Hearing him say I love you woke every nerve in my body like I have regained full energy and want to jump up and down because of mirth. Although I couldn’t really do so as of the moment, I was imagining myself doing that. Conner came back with a tray in his hands. He then placed it on the bed side table carefully. I thought to myself Is this how a Mr. Lowell fall in love? I missed all of this because of my pride. “I

“Clear roles and clear limits. Clear exits too.” His eyes scanned the screen. I watched his face change as he read, reflecting interest, tension, and something darker. “You’re insane,” he muttered. “Read all of it.” He did. The contract wasn’t about sex, though it didn’t avoid it either. It was about power and loyalty. Boundaries too. What we gave. What we didn’t. What stayed private. What didn’t. “This protects you more than me,” he said. “It protects us differently.” He looked up. “And love?”

“Good. That makes me so proud. I can rest easier knowing you’re happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” Cara pressed her hand against her mouth, her eyes burning. She wanted to cry. Not because the lie worked but because this kind old man believed it even without knowing her at all For the first time, Cara wondered if this contract marriage wasn’t just about the money. Maybe it was going to leave scars money could never heal.

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 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

He gently rolled onto his side, pulling Ivy beneath him. His fingers traced the curve of her face, pushing stray strands of hair behind her ear. "Believe me, Ivy." Victor's voice was laced with emotion. "You're the only woman who's ever made me lose control. From the very beginning, I've been drawn to you." His eyes burned with intensity. "I lied that day, Ivy. I lied to myself, too. I didn't want to admit how deeply I'd fallen for you." "I made a contract with myself," Victor confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "A contract not to fall in love with you. But I failed miserably."

He clarified. “You want to back off the deal?” He suggested. “Nah, it would look unprofessional.” It would. It was work, afterall. I could shut her up the moment she would try to cross the line. There was no need to tell Irene right away. I needed to talk her out. Because, she also needed to be a bit more understanding. I wasn't mad at Irene. I would never. But it was just I wanted her to believe me. Believe in our love. Ending the contract with Tattes wasn't going to fix the insecurity issues of Irene. It was something we still needed to work on.

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.

But he also knows that I am a man of my word, and once I’ve decided, there’s no turning back. I read the clauses. 1. No right to touch each other. 2. No sharing of bed. 3. No emotional attachment or sexual relationship. 4. No interference in each other’s life. I scoff as I read through the contract. It’s clear that Grace wants nothing to do with me beyond the terms of our agreement. Well, that’s fine by me. I have no intention of getting emotionally involved, either. This marriage is simply a means to an end, a way to teach her a lesson she won’t soon forget.

He grabbed the hand placed on her laps and held them firmly in his palms as he feigned a pondering expression. "I guess you did not understand the contract clearly. I am in all ways at control of this marriage and the agreements made concerning this issue. I will be the one to decide whether you are fulfilling your part of the agreement or not" he explained slowly. "And so far, you haven't met the requirements for me to consider fulfilling my side of the contract" he finished, patting her head like a child.