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He handed me a folder, and I assumed it was business. When I opened it, I found it was a love contract. It listed various rights and obligations of being a boyfriend. [Party A (Ryan) must say good morning and good night to Party B (Eleanor) every day. Party A must unconditionally support all of Party B's decisions. Party B has the right to terminate the agreement at any time.] I couldn't help but laugh with amusement. "What is this?" "A formal application to pursue you," he replied, his expression unusually nervous. "I know about your past, so I didn't want to be abrupt. I thought if I used a familiar method, maybe you'd find it easier to accept."

She falls first, Slowly and helplessly without even realizing it and he resists with everything he has. Because wanting her is easy but touching her might destroy him. Because he believes intimacy will always cost him his sanity. And that love, real love will demand things he cannot give. The Marriage Contract • No emotional involvement • No physical intimacy • Public appearances required • Absolute discretion • Financial support guaranteed For Six years browny has followed this set of rules and they’ve coexisted like parallel lines that were never meant to meet. Even when they were opposite of themselves and at first Browny tried to convince herself that it was her ambition that made her sa

I will get a good sleep after so many days. ******** Fast forward to her birthday night >> "Here is our marriage contract, I hope you remember... It will be over at the mid November as you know.. More than a month left... So I decided to give you a copy " I smiled and give it to her.. She looked at me , and again I don't understand what her eyes said but I am not an idiot... At least I know those eyes doesn't hold any love for me... She isn't mine and she never will be.

she said in a high-pitched tone. “I understand how you feel, but do you realize it was a contract? I mean, I need to keep to its terms. We're almost one month gone. After five months, she'd leave, I promise,” Liam explained calmly. “But she could live elsewhere and still be your wife on the papers. Don't you think so?” His ex suggested. “What if she gets abducted? Her welfare is my concern, although she's just a contracted wife.” Liam replied. “Don’t tell me you're falling for her already. Do you still love me?” She grew more furious this time.

I asked. Xavier halted, his eyes narrowing. "Contract?" I swallowed hard, trying to explain. "Yes, and yes, I know people don't use contracts to get married, but... we did. We're married contractually, actually, but we developed feelings for each other along the line. Now, we're truly in love and we can't even do without each other." Xavier's gaze searched mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of recognition. But it was quickly extinguished, replaced by a cold, hard stare.

He handed it to me. “What’s this?” I asked softly. “Our agreement contract,” he replied shortly. I didn’t say another word and opened the folder. The contract was short, but one particular section caught my attention—the rules. 1. No dating with others. 2. Saying “I love you” is a must. 3. Should be affectionate, especially in front of others. 4. PDA is allowed, especially when needed. 5. No one should know about the contract, just the two people who signed below.

"You don't know him Lila, you can't just judge him based on the way—and things— I complain about my job, I love working for him." Lila rolled her eyes at him and sighed. "Look Ema, I get that you're looking out for me but I can't enter a contract marriage with a complete stranger." "Look at it this way then," Ema muttered not willing to just let it go. It wasn't easy for him. He'd have to see Victor and the woman he loved together. The only consolation was neither their feelings or the relationship would be real.. "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

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.

“You need to understand, I was technically run away from an arranged forced marriage, so you wouldn’t expect me to run out of one forced marriage only to end up in another.” “It’s a contract marriage Ava! Nothing like the marriage you ran away from, It’s not like I’m marrying you because I love you or anything, this is gonna be just business in which both parties benefit.” The moment those words came flying out of his mouth, my heart stopped I know I sound a little dramatic especially because he's a total stranger, but that in itself hurt me like hell... I felt my heart burst into several pieces. “Wait... how do you know my name?”