Obligations And Contracts Novels & Stories

"This is not being worried about me, you are only worried about your house being perfectly clean, about me not having a mess or about it being perfectly organized, get out of here, or I will have to get my bags and leave." "You will no longer continue with your blackmail Diane, if you want to leave, then the door is open." "Oh yeah?! What does that mean?" "Well, if you want to leave, you are free to do so, but you must know that part of the contract is already signed and you must fulfill it, your contractual obligations are already sealed, leave if you want to, we will see each other until the day of the marriage".

Our deal is over Andrew's eyes narrowed. "Oh, is it? Because I seem to remember that you signed a contract. And that contract said that you would do whatever I asked of you, in exchange for my help Emily gritted her teeth, remembering the contract that she had signed with Andrew. It had been a stupid mistake, one that she had made when she was desperate and alone. She had never thought that it would come back to haunt her like thi But she wasn't going to let Andrew scare her. "That contract is null and void, Andrew. And you have no power over me

I complained, not in the right mind before I covered my face. Now I just realized everything and I’m so ashamed of myself! “What happened? You told me you were just going to the bookstore but why did you go back late?! Is that the time of a decent girl to go home?!” she asked, scolding me. “Aaaa, I’m having a hard time already, stop scolding me!” I complained. As I got off of Paul’s car earlier, I felt like I want to cancel the contract and say I can’t do it. Aaaa, what happened why I suddenly said yes and signed the contract?!

He would make his billion dollar fortune back within the decade, while I walked away with the billion that he had already made. My lawyer nudged me, telling me it was time for us to go, so I gathered my purse and walked out of the conference room without looking back. I couldn’t even allow myself to think as I ran on autopilot all the way to the car. I wouldn’t let him see me break though, I couldn’t. I knew he would try to fix it, he would want to hold me to stop the tears and I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop him. I also knew I couldn’t allow him to get that close to me ever again, because I wouldn’t be able to force myself away again. No, I had to stay strong, Jazmine needed me to be stro

How could he just openly declare this? He went on, “Let’s get one thing straight. This marriage is, more like doomed to be, an obligation for us from the very beginning. You didn’t want me and, well, my reasons are clear to you, I believe.” “So, you’ve made a contract to,” I swallowed hard, “make things easy?” He nodded. “And what is that supposed to mean?”

— Don't be stubborn, Lisa, accept what I'm telling you — he pleaded with tenderness, like a child about to lose what he wants most. — Okay, Thiago, but let it be clear in the contract that I'm doing this only out of legal obligations and I need you to agree to that — I clarified, trembling. After my response, Thiago took some papers from his briefcase with the corresponding clauses, I was amazed by everything stipulated. — It should be noted that I'm only doing this out of legal obligations, and I need you to agree to it — he said, seeing me stunned as I read.

I pulled my laptop onto my lap. I opened the file for my business law class and forced my eyes to track the words. Breach of contract. Fiduciary duty. Temporary assignment of assets. The legal terms were fitting. I was the temporary asset, and I was dangerously close to breaching my own survival contract.

Joel started to speak without any introduction: “You have to understand, Ethan," Joel said, his voice cold and menacing, “any attempt to disrupt the contract you have with Serena … would be catastrophic. A hundred billion-dollar deal cannot be broken. You must honor your obligation.” Ethan’s jaw clenched. “I… I don't know what you mean. It's not just a business arrangement. Ava… and the child… I—” Joel’s gaze turned hard. “You signed the agreement. Love doesn’t override duty. The contract is valid. Do you understand the penalties if you breach it?”

There was no lingering touch. No kiss. No whispered promises. Just two people bound by a contract… Walking out the front door together. Neither of us willing to admit that somewhere between obligation and responsibility… Our hearts had begun writing terms neither of us had agreed to.

I had a thousand and one reasons not to go with him, our contract topping the list but. "Fine, let's go."