Love In Contract Novels & Stories

"I don't care about your explanation anymore, just as stated in the contract, the rumors are gone.Sign it. The marriage is merely a contract anyway," How can he say their marriage is a mere contract when she loves him with all her heart?She has been in love with him since the day she first set her eyes on him in college, wasn't he aware of it? She swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing herself to hold it together.

He handed it to me. “What’s this?” I asked softly. “Our agreement contract,” he replied shortly. I didn’t say another word and opened the folder. The contract was short, but one particular section caught my attention—the rules. 1. No dating with others. 2. Saying “I love you” is a must. 3. Should be affectionate, especially in front of others. 4. PDA is allowed, especially when needed. 5. No one should know about the contract, just the two people who signed below.

I sighed and read further. "Don't expect any love from your mate. This marriage is a contract marriage where you have to fulfil the duties of a good mother of Jenny along with the duties of Alpha and Luna. There is no place for love in this marriage. If any of you fall in love, then others have a right to back out from this marriage" My heart missed a beat. Only If he knew I never stopped loving him, then he would have never written this condition. Our past was brutal but my love for him never died.

I quickly shook my head to regain myself and I looked at him again. "I don't understand whatever it is that was written here," I barked. "Very well then. If you don't then I'll help you," he elegantly brought out his phone from his suit pocket, typed into it for a few seconds before looking up at me. "Firstly, you're not to back out of this contract once you sign it," he continued. "Secondly, this is a loveless marriage, so you don't expect much and we both are going to live our separate lives but under no circumstances would you get involved with another man.

It was the picture of a page from the contract I had signed with Adrian at the beginning of our marriage. “I never thought someone like you who thinks so highly of herself would stoop so low to the level of selling yourself for money.” She said, shaking her head pitifully I tried my best not to laugh in her face and she noticed my expressions. “Are you that dumb? Can't you see when two people are actually in love? Of course, our relationship starts from a contract but would he give to me everything he gave to me if he didn't love me and it was just a contract to him? Of course not.” I replied, sipping from my coffee gently.

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.

"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

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.

Please do the same and free yourself completely from whatever this has been. I wish you both a happy life. Congratulations on the full shares. Goodbye, Adrian. — Elena By the time he reached the end, his grip had tightened around the paper, the edges crumpling under the pressure of his fingers. The first thing that hit him was anger. Immediate, sharp, and burning. Divorce papers. He had told her before not to throw that word around whenever she felt like it. He had made it clear that if this marriage ever ended, it would be at the end of the contract. Not because of emotion. Not because she felt hurt and decided to make a point.

Raw and irrational and almost adolescent in its bitterness. He looked at Luca with open contempt. Then at Damon. And said the cruelest thing he could think of: “When he leaves you, you’ll deserve it.” Silence. Rain. Blood. Damon’s hand steadied. Completely. Because there it was. The thing Matteo had never understood and never would. Love was not leverage. Not a transaction. Not a cage. Not a debt. It was choice. Messy. Risky. Human. And the reason Matteo would always lose was because he couldn’t comprehend being chosen freely.