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Oh my god! “what?” Tress asked, “I just realized I’m screwed!” I said, she narrowed her eyes, not sure of what I just said. “yeah you are screwed, living at the same house after the wedding. I mean there will be a lot of…” she started saying I shot her one of my deadly glares, I blushed. “nothing ever will happen, Harris made sure of that. All of it was written in the contract” I said, she stood up “yeah, the contract won’t stop love Andy, I look and I feel love” she said, walking towards the kitchen leaving me there lost in my train of thoughts.

She nodded as she placed a bundle of papers on the table and left. “I had Julia whip up a contract for our arrangement.” He said. “Really? A contract?” I sighed , “Does everything always have to be business for you?” “Of course darling,” He shrugged, “Shall we begin?” “If we must…” I sighed again. “I’ll just go over the main things, because the rest is quite tedious. First and foremost , you are expected to remain loyal and faithful at all times. So you might as well get rid of any boyfriends you might have.” Noah said.

“You made the ice king laugh. Camilla, this is history. Do you realize how insane that is?” I covered my face with my hands. “Okay, I shouldn't have told you that.” “You did already.” She rolled her eyes. “Give me all the details, girly! I haven't even heard about Paris, oh my, it's gonna be a long day." She squealed like a four year old preparing for a tea party with her imaginary friends. "He wants me to sign a love contract." I dropped the bomb. Her eyes widened, "Love... What the hell is that? First, it's a marriage contract now it's love, I'm sure he signed his breathing too" she scoffed and I burst into laughter.

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He turned back to me and his eyes showed he dropped our little banter we had like two second’s ago. “That’s not going to work today darling. We will discuss it tonight and you will come to a conclusion before you leave this room.” I pout as I give my mum the same puppy eye look, she was always resistant to it, but it’s worth a try? To answer my question, no she’s still resistant to it. She turned to me with a look that said just try it out. Try what out? “I always believed marriage is a sacred thing, you get married to someone you love, just like you do mum and dad.” I take another breath and carry on “I don’t want to marry someone who I don’t love and then live miserably for the rest of my

She was twenty-six, exhausted, and one missed payment away from losing the only thing she had built for herself with her own hands. Elena sat up, grabbed the folder, and flipped through the contract pages under the dim lamp light. Clause 4: No physical intimacy of any kind. Clause 7: No emotional attachment. Clause 12: Complete discretion. Breach results in immediate termination of payment and legal action. Adrian Voss had thought of everything. She pictured him again — that cold, commanding man in his perfect suit, offering her a fortune like it was pocket change. The way his stormy gray eyes had looked at her like she was both a problem and a solution. The quiet authority that made the sma

Please do the same and free yourself completely from whatever this has been. I wish you both a happy life. Congratulations on the full shares. Goodbye, Adrian. — Elena By the time he reached the end, his grip had tightened around the paper, the edges crumpling under the pressure of his fingers. The first thing that hit him was anger. Immediate, sharp, and burning. Divorce papers. He had told her before not to throw that word around whenever she felt like it. He had made it clear that if this marriage ever ended, it would be at the end of the contract. Not because of emotion. Not because she felt hurt and decided to make a point.

“I don’t want a contract that traps you. I want a life with you — the fights, the passion, the partnership. Marry me, Elena. Not because I’m forcing you, but because you choose me.” Tears filled her eyes. She thought of her grandparents — how a cold contract had turned into the greatest love story their family had ever known. Maybe history didn’t have to repeat itself exactly. Maybe it could evolve. “Yes,” she whispered. “But on our terms.” Julian kissed her fiercely, lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. They made love with raw passion and new tenderness — Julian taking her hard against the window overlooking the city, then slow and deep in his bed as they whispered pro

I asked, blinking as I tried to recall. “The one about our marriage.” Ah. That one. Technically, Brielle and I never married for love. It all started as a contract, “obviously”. A business arrangement put in place to protect both our empires. Everything after that… had been chaos. Trauma. War. And somewhere inside all of it, we had fallen for each other anyway. I leaned back in my chair. “You want to renegotiate the terms?” Her lips curved slightly, like she had something far more interesting in mind, “I want to destroy the contract.”

“You’ll live in my house. We’ll go to events together. You’ll be paid. After a few years, we can go our separate ways.” Eloise looked down. “I understand,” she said softly. “So… will you do it?” Edward asked. She lifted her eyes. “Yes, I will.” A contract was made. Everything was written. No love. No touching. No feelings. But Eloise had already broken the rules in her heart. She had loved Edward for years. From the first time she brought him coffee and he said “thank you” with a smile. He didn’t know. And she didn’t tell him.