Marriage Agreement Novels & Stories

Her brows furrowed more. “The rules of what?” His gaze hardened as he dipped his hands into his trousers pocket and took a full stance of his height. “This marriage.” The words felt absurd coming from him. It almost sounded like a rehearsed joke but Slowly, Amelia bent to pick it up and open the folder. The first page was already enough to make her stomach sink. MARITAL AGREEMENT The title stared back at her and Her hands tightened against the edges She turned the fist page and it was Rule after rule.Conditions after conditions.Restriction after restriction and Her chest tightened with each one.

“Why not? You’re already halfway there.” The logic was disturbingly calm. “Two-year agreement,” his friend continued. “Long enough to avoid suspicion. Short enough to remain practical. You control the terms. Public appearances. No emotional obligations. Clear exit clause.” Adrian said nothing. The idea slid into place with alarming precision. A contractual marriage would satisfy his grandfather. It could also neutralize his ex and preserve his reputation. “And if scandal breaks?” Adrian asked. “It won’t,” his friend replied. “Because it will look intentional and strategic but not reactive.”

“I’m not interested in entering a contract marriage with you, Mr. Colton. Let’s just have an agreement. I will stay as your wife as long as you let me do what I like. You don’t need to share your prestige or money with me. Though… I’d really like to live here with my kids.” Wolfram glanced at the two children eating their cheesecake. “This sounds like a green-card marriage, but I’m okay with that. If I let you do what you like, you also have to give me permission to do what I like. We have to agree not to do anything damaging to the image of our marriage, too. You are not allowed to file for divorce if I don’t agree. I won’t kill you if you don’t attack me, either.”

I say, trying my best to look composed, “thank you” “I’ve asked my lawyer to draft up a contract, you can add anything you want but my terms are not up for discussion. The marriage will be for five years” he says, standing to his feet. I nod, “do you have the contract ready?” I ask, he shakes his head, “no, it’ll be ready first thing tomorrow morning”. “Here's my number” he says, handing me his business card, “you can text me your terms and I’ll be sure to add them if I agree with them. If not we can have a discussion pertaining to that”

"Without a word. Without an explanation. Do you have any idea what that did to me? To us?" Her eyes didn't budge. "There was no 'us,' Kai. There never was." The words hit me like a perfectly placed slap, but I wasn't backing down. "You expect me to believe that? After everything we shared, everything we- "Don't romanticize it," she cut in, her razor-sharp voice slicing into my thoughts. "Our marriage was a contract. Nothing more." I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, and I straightened in my chair. "A contract?"

I always wanted to go there but I never got a chance. Aditya : I will take you after our marriage.... Arpita : Aditya can I ask you something? Aditya : You don't need permission. Ask away Arpita : Why did you agreed to marry me? Aditya : Why wouldn't I agree to marry you? You know I didn't believed in the concept of arranged marriage and I straight away rejected all the marriage proposals but when your alliance came at that time mom and dad made me understand that how special is this journey called Arranged Marriage. And when I saw you and met you, I knew you are the one. Why you agreed for me?

What a tricky part! “Two, the marriage will end a year and a half after you take your inheritance,” I voiced, and I looked at his reaction, expecting him to say something, but he stayed quiet, staring at his phone, inexpressive. “Three, I don’t stay much at the house and can stay where I want to stay.” He nods and critiques, “Two bargains reasonable for me.” “Okay, and the third, there’s no kissing or anything beyond that.” His eyes looked at me, smirking, and teased, “You don’t want to taste how good a kisser I am?”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not desperate yet to take your offer; I'll just find another job." Daphne stood up and looked at the man closely. Jacob grinned and shook his head. She was about to take a step when he spoke. "I will support your grandmothers' medical needs when you agree to marry me, Miss and after everything, I will pay you a million dollars after we divorce. It's simple, just marry me. We'll act like we're husband and wife, after I get my inheritance, I'll process the divorce paper right away and I'll pay you," he added.

He was rude and she didn't really like it. "So, I prepared the marriage contract. You know, we won't want anyone to know about this, including my lawyer, and that's part of the conditions you have to accept." He explained, with his legs crossed. "I see. Alright, can I have it now? Let's get this done." She said, twitching her lips.

"You don't have to say that, Aidan. I let you go that day." "Ace, you can break up with him if you want." Aidan grabbed both of my hands that were on the table. "One of the grounds for divorce from marriage is vitiation of consent, which includes obtaining consent by force, intimidation, or undue influence." "I know." I gently pulled my hand and placed it on my tight below the table. "But I want to stay as his wife." Aidan's hopeful face suddenly turned into despair. "But I thought you didn't love him."