Obligations And Contracts Novels & Stories

figuring out how to, as best as he could, respond to her inquiries. “A contract is like a promise between two people. When they agree to do something, they write it down and both have to follow what they promised. It's like making a special agreement or a deal with your friend, and you both have to do what you said you would.” He explained thoughtfully. “Why don't you sit up while I finish with him first?” Cade suggested and waited for her response before continuing with his work. So as not to keep his newfound child waiting, he quickly skipped through the file and signed where necessary.

An obligation that, for the first time in his life, felt like it was possible to be founded on something that couldn't be bought or sold. ----

"If you had someone steady in your life, we would work out the situation. But strangers are too dangerous. I can guarantee Valerie can keep a secret. She smiled. His heart stopped, paused and then went on beating. Fascinated, he waited for her next words. "No way baby," He fought for concentration ad her refusal slipped from that sexy mouth. "Pardon" "No sex for me, then no sex for you too. I don't care if Diana is a stripper or the love of your life, if am having no fun neither will you. Alex completely defeated and in no mood to argue with her agreed. She looked at him and spoke in a business manner, "I know the contract does not state our new agreement. Do you give me your word that you w

He leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes flicking to Conrad, who wore a smug, self-satisfied grin. Next to him, Kate sat stiffly, her lips curving into a faint, almost taunting smile. He finally exhaled and spoke. "I’ve told you before... I won’t sit back and watch my mother’s company handed over to your mistress and her son. What difference does it make if I had a contract marriage? Yes, I had one. But why," his gaze shifted sharply to Kate, "are you fueling the story instead of burying it? Isn’t that in the company’s best interest?"

Camille widened her eyes. "Yes, your parents in particular were very surprised, young lady,” Thomas assured her, to the girl's utter shock. " Let's talk about it in the living room, I brought the contracts " My father suggested. " Contracts? " I stared at him in surprise " 'What contracts?” " The contracts containing all the ethical, financial and moral responsibility issues that you will commit to follow, along with all the house rules,” my father explained as he led us into the living room. " 'You didn't say anything about a contract, Dad. Don't you trust us? " Liam complained.

He said and wrote out a cheque to pass me from the table. "Did you call me here for this? Trust me, the damages you have done are past monetary compensations!" I half-yelled. "I already apologized." "I didn't hear an apology." "I'll put down the media as an apology and the compensation is enough, that's a hundred grand." "I want an oral apology." He raised a brow and awkwardly cleared his throat. "I-I… I'm sorry." I smiled. "Good, you also have to take down the press." "That would be taken care of. Now that isn't the reason for this meeting, I'm here to offer you a contract." I raised a brow at this, "a marriage contract."

The thoug‌h‌t s⁠ent eq​ual parts​ of terror and forbidden excitement rac​ing thr‌ough his veins. “⁠What kind‌ of contract?” he asked. Adrian r​eached behind him and s​lid‌ a thick fold‍er across the desk. “Read it thoroughly.” Eth‍an op‍ened it.‌ The fi‌rst page w​as clinic‍al, brutal, no e‌moti‍o⁠nal at​tachment,‍ no‌ personal question‌s,‌ no phys​ic‌al⁠ contac​t unles​s explicitly permi​tted,​ and co⁠mplete obedience. Viol⁠atio‍n‌ of‍ any rules res⁠ults i​n imme​di‍ate termination and repayment of all compensati‌o​n r‌eceived.

Tomorrow, I would figure out my next move. I was here to destroy the Cross family. No matter how complicated living beside Landon made that mission. I squeezed my eyes shut. This marriage was temporary. At least, that’s what I told myself.

I have been reading this damn contract repeatedly, and though the terms are simple - but reasonable, I'm still hesitant to sign. He is busy reading and editing some papers from work and drinking his second cup of coffee. "Ok, but why does it say if failed to comply-" "Layla, just sign the contract. Or are you looking forward to meeting someone else? I mean, that's pretty much what it means. While married to me, you can not date or see any other guy. Pretty simple!" "Well, this goes for the two of us," I say, narrowing my eyebrows as I grip the paper over my shoulder.

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.