My Contract Husband Resembles The Male Protagonist Novels & Stories

Not because it was funny, but because everything suddenly made sense. “You know what?” Emily said quietly. “That’s interesting.” Claire frowned. “What?” “You keep saying that.” “Saying what?” “That he’s not my real husband.” Claire shrugged. “Because he’s not.” Emily nodded slowly. “Maybe that’s how it started.” Something shifted in Claire’s expression. Emily took a step closer. “A few months ago, yes. It was just a contract.” She pointed toward Ethan’s room again. “But the man in there is more than a contract now.”

Rose said. Ivy sighed. "I know, Mom. I'll do my best." "Good. Remember, we're doing this for the family," Mrs. Rose said, ending the call. Elsewhere, in a dimly lit room, an unfamiliar voice spoke into a phone. "Did you know she was pregnant?" "Yes, she’s pregnant by her contract husband. It wasn’t a real marriage; it was all a contract," a man replied, his tone casual. After listening to the person on the other end, he ended the call and sat back, a contemplative look on his face.

Hana whispered softly, her voice almost drowned out by the murmur of the pond water. Ayu shook her head slowly. Her face was full of puzzlement. "No. But from the way they spoke… it wasn't a normal relationship." "Are you sure, Mama?" Hana looked at her mother with a raised eyebrow. "He seemed familiar. He even seemed to be saying something important." "Yeah… I felt strange too. Anita isn't the type to get close to men carelessly." Hana squinted, observing Anwar's posture from a distance. Although the man's body wasn't as youthful as it once was, his eyes were strong and compelling. "Wait, Mom... could it be that that old man is Anita's husband?"

"Tonight, you won't escape my clutches, dear wife." "Don't forget we are supposed to be enemies at home," she reminded him. He threw his head back and laughed, "Do not underestimate the determination of a hungry husband. Who says I will let others find out?" "So you are a hungry husband?" Her amusement was obvious. "Yes, I am hungry for you," he admitted. "So tell me, do you still want us to stick to the contract?" She swallowed, "Of course, that's the right thing to do. Don't forget there's a penalty for breaching the contract."

He suggested, laughing thereafter. I shot him a death stare. “Do I look like I'm joking? You know I have nobody in my life to have a contract marriage with. Except Mamma and Elisabetta. All my employees and everyone in my life are males. Or would you love to be my contract husband?” I teased, scoffing.

He tugged at me when we got closer to the car. “Yeah, I'm good.” I exhaled a deep sigh of relief. “Hey, Jame's contracted wife.” His stepbrother, Max approached me. They felt we were married by contract which was correct but unfortunately, his father chose to believe that we love ourselves. “What do you want?” He scorned him. “I have something to say to your dear wife.” Max muttered as he got closer to me. I stared at him as he lifted my chin with his finger, his seductive eyes fixed on mine.

“You were calling Marcus for a press conference. Do you think a statement from your legal team will fix this? No. It will look like rich lawyers covering up a crime.” My voice dropped, becoming quiet and unwavering. “You need a wife. Not a lawyer. Not an exile. You need the woman they think is weak, standing next to you, looking them straight in the eye.” I paused, letting the weight of the decision settle between us. “The contract says I must act like your wife. Well, this is what a wife does, Damien. She stands by her husband when the whole world is trying to tear him down.” His intense blue eyes searched mine. He was looking for the lie, the calculation, the hidden contract clause I was r

“The first time you meet your future partner.” Kelvin’s brows knotted. Usually, his confused face would bring a ghost of a smile to her lips, but a sliver of annoyance wiggled up her spine. Leila hated to be his second option, but she didn’t think she had a right to protest, since this was just a contractual obligation. To him, she would only be his contract wife, the one who came after the one he truly loved got away.

He tossed me and instantly joined in leaning in my body before pulling down my pants exposing my bare thighs. “Just be careful,” I whispered shyly as he was staring at me, pulling his pants down leaving both of us naked. He nodded his head as he leaned again continue kissing me in pure pleasure, fulfilling the desire I wanted as the night filled with moans and groans with two hearts in content of pleasure. Maybe, just maybe after this I will be no longer just his Contract Wife.

Ruby's POV Jaxon was looking forward to continuing this relationship in a more intimate way. That's his way, but not mine. All I want is to use him and prove to my parents that I can get a husband without their help. His heavy body leaning on mine, was making it really difficult for me to breathe properly. He's really seducing me and I feel it's working. I really want him to touch me. But, if it happens, it would be the second time sleeping with this man. My ex-boyfriend's uncle. I know I'm not cheating, it just feels weird.