Pernikahan Kontrak Novels & Stories

He placed it gently on the small table between them. “Contract marriage. One year. You must pregnant. After that, we divorce. No inheritance rights, no obligations. And in return, your father’s debt is written off.” Bella froze. Unbelieving. Her eyes fixed on the file on the table. “Why me, Sir? I’m ... i'm a nobody…”

Finally, they both loosened up towards each other and they began to converse with each other. "Can you please pass the onions?" Tristan asked and she did exactly as he said. "So tell me. Where would you like us to go for our honeymoon?" Tristan asked her and she chuckled. "A honeymoon?" she asked him and he nodded his head. "Yes, a honeymoon Jasmine. Does that sound strange to you? That's what newlywed couples do right?" he said. "Yes, but I just didn't think that we will be having a honeymoon giving the circumstances surrounding our marriage, it's just a contract marriage," Jasmine stated and the whole place was quiet for a while.

Sin happily opened the abandoned folder upon his desk and slowly slide it towards me. “ what is this joke.this is not funny sin.” It's no joke my wife it's all bin dining and perfectly legal he smuggly said. Marriage Contract This is a binding legal document that states the nature of the relationship between both parties:Gabriella Savannah samison and Ryu Kai samisan 1. No prenuptial agreement we won't be together long enough to get one. The time may vary if a child is conceived within our union.

". She asked, not believing. Emma pulled away from the hug and gave her friend a worrisome look. "It's a contract marriage, Genna. We signed a contract. His Lawyers were there to seal the contract. We had an agreement. It's not a love marriage. So please, don't get over-excited about it. He doesn't love me". She chewed her words. Not understanding what she was saying. "Whatever, all the same. You get to see him daily. You get to kiss him. You get to touch him and you get to fuck him, fuck!!! ". Genna's cussing was coming out loudly, and Emma was becoming pissed.

“You don't have to love me.” Sophia's eyes flashed. “That's convenient.” “You don't have to sleep with me.” She looked at him sharply. “You don't have to pretend we're a real couple when we're alone.” Sophia remained silent. “And when the contract ends, you walk away with enough money to start your own life.” She looked down at the document. “How long?” “One year.” “One year?” “Yes.” “And after that?” “The marriage ends.” Sophia slowly reached for the contract. She read the first page and then the second.

“Here is the contract, go through it and sign it. I already booked a slot for us with the registrar and he is waiting for us.” I opened the file and read through the two-page document. I read out the seven rules. “You must not be involved with any man till the end of the contract. No one must know it's a contract marriage. There will be no intimacy between us. You will not meddle in my personal affairs. You must be ready to follow me whenever I ask you to. There will be no divorce until the end of the 2-year contract. You will receive 2 million dollars after the marriage certificate has been issued, 3 million dollars after a year, and receive the balance of 5 million dollars at the end of ou

“Two years. After that, we go our separate ways. My parents will get off my neck about the whole marriage stuff and settling down. You get time to do what you want and we live our lives.” I looked down at my fingers. “So this is like... a contract?” He nodded. “Yes, that’s what I want. I think a marriage contract will be perfect for this sudden marriage, a two year contract , there won't be any pressure and stress.” I looked up. “Okay. What are the rules? What do you want from me?”

“Who says it isn’t? Aside from not having a wedding ceremony or wearing rings, what part of it isn’t real?” “The contract we signed is proof that it isn't!” I shot back. “So what? We still have a wedding certificate, don't we? That evens it out.” He tilted his head, unconcerned. Annoyed, I yanked my hand from his grip—only for him to catch it again and pull me closer. “Valeria,” he said, voice lower. “A contract is signed at the mutual consent of two people. Likewise, it can be nullified the same way.”

"These are the terms and conditions of our agreement." Back in the solitude of my home, I sank onto the couch and unfolded the contract. The legal jargon sprawled across the pages, outlining a rigid framework: 1. **Duration**: The marriage would endure for one year from the date of signing. 2. **Residency**: I was required to reside exclusively with Zack at his designated home for the entire duration of the marriage. 3. **Public Appearance**: Zack and I must appear together publicly at least once a month, maintaining the facade of a committed couple.

They both came up with an agreement: they'd pretend to be in love in front of others while being free to secretly be with other people intimately. The contract was for 3 years, and it stated: 1. No intimacy except with others. 2. Confidentiality. 3. They must move in together when married. 4. They must act in love when they are with his parents. When Celine went through the contract, she was satisfied with it, and both of them signed it. Christopher drove them both to the courthouse, as he had a judge waiting for them. The marriage process did not take long; they became legally married that same morning.