Married By Contract Destined By Fate Novels & Stories

he conveys like he already thought about it “So miss evans do we have a deal? He asks stretching his arm out, I think about Kaylee I’m doing this for her only her, I could do this it was just one year I put my small hands in his ridiculously large ones, a small zing of electricity goes through my body and I look up at him to see if he felt it too But his face was blank, “yes we do” I say, he nods standing up “my lawyer will send you the contract tomorrow, go through it and sign” he instructs I nod my answer thinking of how fast my life was changing and then I remembered “uhm Mr Blackwell when is the wedding? I ask

He whispers without looking at me, but I quickly glance at him and, not knowing what to say, turn my gaze back to the priest. ... "I now pronounce you husband and wife!" These final words definitively closed my shackles. I know very well it's not a real marriage, and everything in this temple is just a simple act. However, all the rules of this contract literally bind me to the D'Angelo surname, and every step of mine will be dictated by the stunningly beautiful and annoyingly sexy man beside me. My eyes fixate on the white gold ring on my ring finger and the delicate and beautiful solitary stone, large enough that I know, is every bride's desire to receive. Then, I slide the wide band ring

I was ok with just watching him and secretly loving him knowing we can never be together. The mistake I made was to let him touch me, knowing fully well that I was betrothed to another. Not even the mate bond could stop my pending marriage to Alpha Sebastian. That is because our parents saw it fit to sign a contract which states that we are to reject our fated mates and become chosen mates.

Their love was a constant reminder of the beauty that can arise when two souls come together with a shared purpose. As they embarked on a new chapter of their lives, Katie and Sean knew that their journey was far from over. They were committed to leaving a lasting legacy of love and acceptance, continuing to touch lives and inspire change. Together, they would keep walking the path of self-discovery, side by side, forever intertwined in a love that had been born from a contract but blossomed into an extraordinary romance—a romance that transcended time, defied expectations, and left an eternal mark on their hearts.

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."

“What’s going on? Why would they expect me to bear you an heir?” I took out the contract from my bag and reread it, making sure I got all the points right. “Our agreement will only last for a year. Once we found our destined mates, the agreement would automatically end. And we will never have a child,” I pointed out the points I wanted to confirm. Moreover, I had many dreams. When our contractual marriage ended, I would become a doctor. I wanted to save people's lives. “That’s what we agreed upon, right? They are written in the contract,” I said again.

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.

Placing my chin on his chest, I looked up at him. But I lifted my chin and looked up at him, meeting his gaze. "According to me," I said, "you recognized me at first sight. That's why you compared me with my old self, and you admitted that it was the first time that ever happened to you. You could have chosen anyone, but you forced me into this contract. You had countless girls vying for your attention, yet you chose me." He remained silent, absorbing my words. "That's because your heart knew it was me," I continued. "We aren't just married by contract; we're destined by fate, Enzo."

Her hands trembled slightly as she read the contents of the contract: Temporary Marriage Contract Duration: 1 year Purpose: To reignite trust in love for Leon Morano De Santos Terms: Do not bring up Leon’s past without his permission. Must live together, share the same room, and engage in sexual relations. Pregnancy is expected. Falling in love unilaterally is prohibited (but not vice versa). If Leon falls in love within one year, the contract is deemed successful, and compensation will be granted. An additional bonus will be awarded if pregnancy occurs.

“Funny you should say that.” Brandon’s playful expression faltered as he took the documents from my hand. His brows furrowed as he skimmed the first page. “A marriage contract? You already had it drafted.” I nodded. “I had it drafted earlier. Look it over.” His eyes flicked back to the paper, scanning the terms. “So, this is what you wanted from me,” he murmured. His tone was unreadable, but something about it made my stomach twist.