Pregnancy Contract Novels & Stories

Hopefully, he gets why, right? I can now get pregnant for real because he already told me he loves me, so I'm sure he won't leave me even after our contract ends. My child won't be unfortunate if it happens. And there I was, happily starting to shower, thinking about how I would seduce and make him happy.

"Careful, yes. But not foolproof." A shaky breath escaped my lips. "So what if I really am pregnant? What does this mean for us? For you telling me that it changes everything? Didn’t you stated in the clause that you’ll even compensate me for any conceived child within the contract?" My mind was racing with all the possible consequences. The company, the plan, my already fragile place in Thiago's life—it all felt like it was slipping through my fingers. His grip on my hand tightened. "Yes, it was stated like that but what mattered to me was whether you are truly pregnant or not, are you even okay with that set up? The child stays with me after the contract too.."

Must be comfortable with immediate pregnancy disclosure and full inclusion of the child in the contract. Contract Term: 18–24 months (with possible extension) Compensation Package: $2.8 million USD (structured in staged payments) + comprehensive premium medical coverage including full prenatal care and delivery, luxury penthouse accommodation, $25,000 monthly allowance, and complete financial and legal provisions for the child. A virtual meeting has been scheduled for tomorrow at 10:00 AM sharp. Please review and digitally sign the attached NDA and preliminary contract terms immediately. Failure to do so will result in removal from consideration.

This agreement should be strictly professional. Section 2: No sort of information on this contract should be disclosed to anyone but the parties involved. Section 3: Physical touch should be avoided unless in public places and necessary occasions. Section 4: The contractor will move in with the contractee a week after the signing of the contract and the two parties will share a bed, a house and other things that the contractee agrees to. Section 5: The two parties will stay away from each other's personal life and not be involved in each other's privacy, but the contractee has every right to go through the contractor's phone and technological items.

"You better go after that kid. Seems like he's really upset about what happened." "You relax. Assistant, you help me calm the kid down! Don't let him cause trouble! You're good with kids, right?" Henry commanded. The assistant promptly left. "Now let's deal with this contract!" Henry said. "The sooner you sign it, the sooner this will be over." "I need to read it first." Regina finally took the contract. She found some clauses she didn't like. "Why do we have to sleep in the same room? Our relationship is just a contract, don't take advantage!" Regina showed a sharp expression.

“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.

Even knowing I’m already pregnant, there’s something primal about feeling him come inside me. We collapse together on the bed and he carefully arranges us so we’re on our sides with him still inside me. “We should discuss the implications of the pregnancy confirmation,” he says against my neck. “What implications?” “Your contract is now fulfilled. You will receive the twelve million credits. You are free to leave the program whenever you choose.” My stomach drops. I hadn’t thought about that. About the fact that getting pregnant meant I could leave. “What if I don’t want to leave yet?”

“I wasn’t trying to trespass. I was walking.” He didn’t answer. I didn’t flinch under his stare. Not this time. Instead, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the folded paper I’d been carrying all day like armor. “I drew up a contract,” I said, calm but firm. That stopped him cold. His brow ticked as he took it, eyes skimming over the lines. His silence stretched the longer he read. No surveillance. No unnecessary emotions. No touching. Full medical independence. Sole autonomy over all decisions regarding the pregnancy.

Jun-Sang followed Soo-Yun. "You both signed here. You are equally right on your new project together. Noone can break the contract. If anyone cancelled the contract, they will pay for consequences." She sighed as she cleared the rules. Sang-Woon smiled at her and glanced at Jun-Sang coldly. Jun-Sang shooting him death glare. Jun-Sang gazed into the dark. He didn't like the way Sang-Woon was smiling at her, trying to get her attention. They signed the agreement one by one while glaring at each other. "Okay, I will give you both the copies, and the original one will be with me." They nodded, and she left them for a while.

“We’ll figure this out. Don’t worry about him right now. Your baby matters. That’s all that matters.” I nodded. Tears fell. My grief was a flood. My anger, my betrayal, my fear… all of it came crashing down. I looked at my phone. A message from Lucas lawyer: *“The divorce papers are ready for your signature. Today is the last day of your contract marriage.”* I pressed my hands over my stomach again. My baby. My child who had done nothing wrong. My child who would inherit… what? A father who never cared. A house full of strangers who hated me.