Roman Reigns Contract Novels & Stories

I cleared my throat and he turned around and smiled at me. “What are you doing?” I marched over to where he was sitting and stood akimbo beside him. “I needed to look through this contract from the finance department before I went to bed.” “Anthony,” I drawled in annoyance. “Baby,” he said in the same fashion and I flushed. “Just hurry and go to bed,” I said and turned my body to leave but stopped when he grabbed my wrist. I faced him with a raised eyebrow. “What is it?” “Stay with me tonight.”

He nodded. “Wait a second. You could get someone else to do your bidding. Say that you promise no one will die because of our deal and your minions will also be included.” This time instead of being annoyed, Shedim was impressed. “Alright, here’s the contract.” He brought out a contract from thin air after a few black sparks and placed it on the table after whisking the plates away into oblivion. After reading each and every detail thoroughly, which mainly consisted of what they had talked about. She signed it.

“I need another document. The Nova Project.” Confusion flashed across his face. “What about it?” I leaned forward slightly. “I want a legally binding financial agreement. One that will require Damien to hand ownership of the Nova Project over to me.” Mr. Warren blinked and for a moment, he genuinely looked speechless. “Bella. That project is worth an enormous amount of money.” “I know.” “And Damien is not likely to agree.” “I know that too.” I held his gaze. “But draw it up anyway.” His skepticism was obvious and the silence stretched between us.

“Sign this contract.” Ronald’s head lifted slowly, and then he let out a dry laugh. He scoffed, looking at me with red-rimmed eyes. “Why should I?” I did not blink. My voice was steady. “Because I will give you one billion dollars. And not only that, I will personally give you workers from my pack.” Ronald’s lips had already begun to twist into the shape of the word “no.” His body leaned back slightly, his hand twitching as though to push the paper away. I saw the refusal in his eyes before it even left his mouth.

“I don’t like repeating myself.” “Mr. Ronald, what are you saying? This is not what your contract states. It…It clearly stated that I will be your girlfriend for three years! That’s what I signed! It’s barely two years and you are already breaching the contract. Mr. Ronald what do you mean-” “Miss Wairimu… didn’t you properly go through the entire contents of the contract?” The man’s tone became even colder as he asked. Anita could tell that he was getting irritated by every second of that conversation.

After he ended the call with Violet, he called Jason to ask about it. Jason sounded distressed as well as he said, “Yes, it’s true. It’s rather bad. Roman just signed a contract with a big client in Skyspring. “Given what happened to the factory, he’s got to contract another factory to manufacture everything for him as soon as he can, or he’ll have to pay $15,000,000 for breaching the contract if the handover is delayed.”

Klara replied. Grayson tapped a finger against his cup thoughtfully. “Perfect.” Klara’s frown deepened. “You really think this will work?” “Of course it would,” he said easily. “Roman’s smart, but he’s still a man. And every man has a weakness.” Klara’s lips twisted, she thought about something for a moment, not knowing if she should mention it or not. “He made her sign a contract, you know. Said if she ever cheated, she’d lose everything — money, the child, the name.”

he answered in a foreboding yet decisive tone. He straightened and slid the contract's top sheet in my direction. "Read it." With my hands immobile, I gazed at the paper. "What's in it?" Roman's expression was unreadable as he cocked his head slightly. "Details," he said in a mysterious tone. "Regulations. Expectations. Consequences.” "Consequences?" I echoed, my gut churning with fear. Roman smirked, but there was no humor in it. “Did you think I’d let your father’s mistakes go unpunished? This isn’t charity, Naomi. This is business.”

Elenor takes a step back with a gasp, clearly never having seen her husband move with such agility before. “Listen here,” Roman is inches away from Robert’s face, veins are bulging from his neck. “We had a deal. I held up mine and now you hold up yours, be the man you’ve always wanted to be.” Robert’s nostrils flare. Roman continues, “if and only if what you offer is valuable will I maybe, utter something of an apology. Until then, this is strictly business. Do I make myself clear?”

I answered nonchalantly, "Maybe he can explain things to you." With that, I stepped aside. The smile was still playing on my lips. Ronan walked in just then and stepped out from behind me. There was a very grim and solemn expression on his face. "Ms. Richmond, you have breached the terms of the contract by secretly switching out the project manager on your own accord, and therefore, we will be retracting all of our investments and refuse to participate in your plans to get the company listed!"