Novel Kahwin Kontrak Novels & Stories

Alina POV Alina. "Mrs. Wolfe" I muttered under my breath. I stared at the ring on my finger, still in shock from everything that had happened in the past few hours. I couldn't believe I'd gone from married to divorced to married again in the span of a day. My life was really one big mess. "We're here” my new husband said from my side. I glanced up, only just realizing that the car had pulled to a stop. I'd barely had time to sign the five year marriage contract and redo my mascara before Sebastian had dragged me to his car and informed me that we had somewhere to be.

At the very top, embossed in heavy gold ink, were the words: MARRIAGE AGREEMENT. Valerie looked up, her heart hammering against her ribs. Killian stood at the foot of the bed, his hands clasped casually behind his back. He was fully dressed now in a dark, tailored midnight-blue suit that emphasized his broad shoulders, his hands covered securely in a fresh pair of black leather gloves. The intense warmth from his bare hand the night before felt like a hallucination. "A marriage contract?" Valerie’s voice was barely a whisper. "Are you insane? I finalized my divorce from Damian less than twelve hours ago."

“You’re the one who created all this. You started this. You brought the contract idea. I was at her place that day you sent the text, you’re always thinking you can save her, Madam Claire the good friend. But did you tell her I do fuck you good while she cry to you about me.” Claire clenched her hands together. “I was only trying to help her.” Jason laughed. “Help her? Or helping yourself? Cause you never do anything that doesn’t benefit you. She’s just so foolish to see it.” “You think I don’t see it?” he continued. “You think I don’t know why you brought her into this contract marriage?” Her jaw tightened. “Why,” she said suddenly. Jason paused. Interest flickered in his eyes. Claire stood

"This is a one-year contract for marriage between you and Mr. Declan Rowe. During the contractual period, you'll be recognised as his wife. You, as well as your child, will be required to cohabit with him for the duration of the contract. You will be required to attend formal events together and show up as a couple in love. We will ensure to protect your public image, ensuring that neither you nor your child is fully revealed to the public or made to face any form of criticism during or after the contract. Your only duty is to partner with Mr. Declan, presenting him as the perfect husband and loving father. In return, you'll receive a monthly allowance, and upon the lapse of the contract, yo

Sheila immediately said, "I don't want coffee, a glass of plain water is fine." Kane's gaze remained fixed on her. For lovers, such a gaze would be pleasant, but at this moment, it made Sheila feel extremely uncomfortable. She asked coldly, "Mr. Maxwell, please get to the point. I have things to do." Kane: "Sheila, are you and Killian in a contract marriage? For three years?" Sheila's heart sank. How did he know? Turns out, his talk of 'work' was just a pretense; he's completely untrustworthy.

This is a new beginning for you and your husband" She said, playing with my chin, while I only fake a smile. What did Mira know? She had no idea that my marriage was a loveless arrangement, a contract that explicitly excluded pregnancy. And now, I was carrying a child, violating the terms of our agreement. I had no idea what the consequences of breaking the contract would be, but I knew they wouldn't be good. My mind raced with fear and uncertainty, wondering what lay ahead.

“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.

"You don't think I'm going to spend a lot of money just to have a contract wife who cooks and waits for me to come home from work, do you?" Vivi didn't respond to Darren's words because she was busy calming herself down from crying because Darren's guess was right. She innocently thought Darren was in love with her and offered her a contract marriage because he was lonely. But what the man then said felt like a hard slap to Vivi, who had hoped that there would be real love in her contract marriage with Darren. "I have contracted you to be my wife for three years, of course, so that you can satisfy my lust, Vivi. For being my sex slave That is your main duty as my contract wife, so do well du

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

Jeanine was kind of different, most of the women he had been with liked to talk about the countries they had been to or something expensive, he knew Jeanine wouldn’t be an expert at that topic. He signaled the chef to serve food onto their plates. Her blue eyes remained fixed on her plate, was she perhaps having second thoughts? He cleared his throat after the chef had gone, if he couldn’t think of any conversation starters, he might as well just talk about the contract and get it done with. “The contract rules are very simple and easy to obey which would benefit the both of us” he started “We’ll be married for a year and you’ll be compensated for each month. During our marriage, you’ll atte