One Night Stand Contract Novels & Stories

I looked back up at him slowly. “You made a contract?” “You came to me with a proposal,” he replied evenly. “I prefer structure.” Of course he did. I looked back down and started reading. Cole determines when the agreement ends. Their private lives remain separate from the relationship. No emotional attachment. Neither party may publicly contradict the relationship narrative. Tyler Donovan acts as witness to the agreement. Public appearances together must remain believable when necessary. The contract remains confidential. Reasonable. Mostly. Then I reached the final condition. The festival kiss video will be uploaded publicly. I stared at the line.Then at him.

Jasmine and I walked into the main office from the side, we were the last people to walk in so all eyes turned to us. The unique pair of hazel eyes with flecks of gold and green greeted me, I could never forget who those eyes belonged to. My mouth fell open in shock, embarrassment and shock again, I suddenly felt lightheaded and missed my step, thank god for the cubicle that I could hold on to on time. MY ONE NIGHT-STAND WAS MY BOSS… I FREAKING SLEPT WITH MY BOSS LAST NIGHT!!! Memories of the night before in his car came flooding in, how I kept screaming for him to go harder and deeper. I was so embarrassed that my cheek burned red, I suddenly wished the ground would tear open and swallow me

Still, Julia thought he should have put on proper clothes before coming down. “I have written a few clauses that should be included in the contract and foremost I want you to read it,” Julia said while a smile lingered around her lips, accompanied by serenity. “You are very serious about the contract. Impressive,” Joshua said. His eyes halted a brief moment on her face before he looked at her hand that was holding the paper. He took it and read it aloud, “As long as this contract lasts, I can not restrict things like going out or staying with friends and family.

“I know you don’t want this. But sign the contract. Be my wife for a year, and when it’s over, you can walk away with ten million dollars.” Silence pressed between us. My mind spun, weighing everything, searching for the right decision. He leaned closer, his voice low, his breath brushing my skin. “What do you say? Do you agree?”

The tension in the room crackled with something far more intimate than any corporate deal. Hard limits first. The things that would never happen, no matter what. “These are absolute,” he said. “Non-negotiable. If either of us violates a hard limit, the contract is void immediately. No second chances.” She nodded, reading through the list. No permanent marks or scarring. No sharing with others—ever. No public humiliation that could damage her professional reputation. No breath play. No blood. Nothing that could cause lasting physical harm. “What are yours?” she asked.

"What were you thinking drafting that damn contract? You think I would let you bully me just because I fucked you once?" "No baby, don't misunderstand my kind gesture. I know you still want me. I did this with good intention. I want you to feel safe with me." "Being married doesn't mean you can't be yourself and have fun. I'm not a fan of marriage too but I'm willing to be your mistress outside your home. So we can have fun together and still keep up with our dirty little secrets. The contract is just an assurance that our secret is safe with each other," Connor puffed out some air, running a hand over his face. "What in the hell made you think I was gonna agree to this?"

"Then you come respectfully. Or you don't come at all." He nodded frantically, scrambling onto his knees. Good. Cathan advanced, placing a neatly printed contract on the bar. "The conditions are simple," he remarked, his voice unruffled. "You only sell to us. No secondhand deals and no fucking leaks. You default, and you disappear. Poof. Understood?" “Yes, I do.” The man swiped blood from his mouth, quivering as his hand trembled. Quickly, he signed off the document. As he scratched out his name, I backed away, getting a glance at a waiter with blond hair walking by.

Cade insisted. “Okay. If it happened only once and you had no prior relationship, and, like you said, she declined to date you after, then I think there was no actual relationship. What happened was just a one-night stand, no strings attached. And if that’s not against RTA’s rules, then you didn’t break any.” Noah looked at his executive assistant, amused. “There you go!” Cade said as he stood. “Case closed.” Noah shook his head. “We need to revise the rules.”

I blurted out. There’s complete silence on the other end of the line. For a moment, I think they’ve hung up. “Mom? Dad?” I asked hesitantly. “You’re… pregnant?” This time, it was my Dad speaking on the other line. “Yes,” I admit, my cheeks burning even though they can’t see me. “It was… it was a one-night stand." And that's when my Mom lost it. I heard scratches and noises on the other end like the phone was being forcefully passed to someone else.

Friend: "Relax, you were both consenting adults. Just enjoy the moment and don't overthink it." Jessica: "I don't even know how to contact him. What if I'm pregnant or something?" Friend: "Don't worry, you can take a pregnancy test in a few weeks. And as for him, it was just a one-night stand. You don't need to contact him if you don't want to." Jessica: "I guess you're right. I just hope I don't regret this later." Chapter 1 (continued): As Jessica was getting ready to leave the hotel room the next morning, the man she had spent the night with sat up in bed and looked at her with a smile.