Novel & Cerita My Contract Husband Resembles The Male Protagonist

ALEXA Maybe I was overreacting. Yes, my contract husband and I had undeniable explosive-type chemistry. And lately, I had been getting in the feels. He's been so soft for me of late, and even though I'd never allowed myself to linger on the possible motive for doing all that, right at this moment, as I stood in front of the mirror... My mind wandered. Killian was supposed to be my enemy. Heck, he'd literally forced me into signing a marriage contract while holding me at gunpoint.

My breath immediately caught in my throat as the electric eyes flickered over me, and a second later, recognition set in them. "If it isn't Victor Kane’s little whore of a wife," his mouth pulled into a humorless smile. Cold washed through me immediately, replacing the heat from being so close to him. I flinched away from his hold at his crass words, even though they were true. I had never personally met Mr. Wolfe but I had heard my hus- I mean, Ex husband- talk about him severally. From how Victor had spoken about him with unconcealed disgust and hatred, I'd expected him to be another fat, hideous man not the adonis that stood before me. The rivalry between the two men was legendary, and

"We are not your enemies. We are the family to your wife. You should treat us with some respect. Well, unless you don't respect your wife." Reiner looked at me out of the corner of his eyes. That's right. Reiner does not respect me. He respects no one. The only person he's got full respect for was Wendy. "Mrs Patterson," Reiner returned back to mom. "Laura and I are married under a contract." All these while, Dad was quiet, seething with rage.

he said, voice dripping with finality, “is the marriage contract. And you’re going to sign it.” He tossed it in my direction, a pen rolling alongside it. “This is the price of your freedom—your life and your mother’s. I want you, Completely. And once you sign, you’re mine and mine alone.” I stared down at the contract, a wave of defiance bubbling up in me. I turned back to him, meeting his gaze head-on. "I never asked for your help," I said, "I would've found a way to save my mother on my own. You may think you own me, but I'd rather die than marry you." I turned away, my eyes drifting to the window, wishing for any way out.

I read through it, digesting every word and clause, but I stopped when I saw a very striking sentence. I raised my head in shock and bafflement, the vertical lines between my eyebrows deepened as I tried to understand what he had just stated. "The contract doesn't allow me to have sexual relationship with any man, but it doesn't stop you?" I questioned with raised eyebrows. “As my wife, you will be a reflection of me, and for the period of 2 years, you aren't meant to be seen around with any man you deem your lover because so much is at stake with that.” He replied with an indifference to how awkward and imposing the contract seemed.

The snake-like woman fell silent at once, holding her breath with a suddenly stiff face. I gazed at my husband’s profile from behind. Amid my inner doubts about the sincerity of our contract marriage, Rex offered a defense that surpassed the black-and-white terms we had agreed upon. He turned slightly, stroking the back of my hand with his thumb in a soothing motion. Then, he fixed Laura with a judgmental glare once again.

“I think this is the reason why no man tried to marry you! You don’t want to be conquered!” This time, my anger bursts forth. “Conquered?! I am not a trophy you can show around!” I snap at him. “Who do you think you are?! You are fucking insufferable with your jealousy and all! This contract is supposed to be of comfort, but you offered nothing of that!” “Am I not allowed to get jealous if someone else is touching my wife?!” “Yes! Because I am just your fake wife, are you forgetting that?! If you are going to be jealous, you should have added something about that to the contract! You should have insisted that we can’t meet with friends of the opposite sex!” I snarl at him.

In front of her was her contracted husband with a glass of wine in his right hand and his left one in the pocket of his pants suit. “It’d be a pleasure to have her in my arms, but I’m not the kinda man who takes advantages of his contract. I’m the kinda man who likes to… seduce a woman.” Diego said, kissing his wife’s naked shoulder. And for the first time, Cameron felt wanted for a man.

"You answer me! Is there any place in the contract rule that said I should be cooking for you, ensure that you eat three square meal a day and ensure you take a quick shower every morning, noon and night?" "Oh yeah!" She replied herself with sarcasm. "My bad! I forgot as a wife, I mean as a fake wife I should be carrying out the responsibility of a real wife including having sex with you. Since that's also what a real wife does. She have sex with the husband but left to me, I would never advice myself or any real lady of some sort to have sex with you." Daniel listened, boiling with fury. God help him, he might end up committing murder before this contract gets terminated. Controlling his em

Just at sight "Do you know you are rudely talking to his grandfather?" Natalia yelped, glaring at Chloe but a sly smirk appeared on Chloe's face. "You made a mistake with that, I am talking to you and not him... Besides I only told you I am his wife." Zach was very proud of this, seeing his wife would never let anyone talk down on her made him feel really proud. "It's a contracted marriage, where he paid you to act like his bride, so you are still an outsider."