Roman Reigns Contract Novels & Stories

“I hope you understand where I’m coming from.” I met his glare smiled. “You be careful?” I gave a short, hard scoff at that one. “Roman, let’s get something straight. You work for me.” I waved between us. “This is a business you agreed to. You signed to follow me and protect me but also be married to me for a year. You don’t make the decisions, you don’t get to have a say here. You just close your pretty mouth and hear us talk. I hope that works for you.” He stood before me with his anger rising as he nodded with the under of his eyes swelling with embarrassment.

"You..." Winter said angrily. "This contract is unfair and invalid!" "Unfair and invalid? Ms. Shaw, a contract is valid from the moment you sign it. I'm pretty sure you know that, even if you're not a business whiz," Ronald said, tucking the contract away with a sly grin. "You think this deal's bad for you? You need to understand the kind of gamble Royal Star Entertainment is taking by stepping up despite the way things are going for you right now. If you don't want to follow through with it, sure, the deal's off. However, if you’re going to back out after agreeing... Well, you’d better think long and hard about that."

It was so good that if she had been anyone else, she’d have fallen hard for it. But that didn’t matter now, she had gotten the information she wanted. “Ah, I see. That’s a shame.” She mused. “I really thought we could get somewhere good with this.” “Oh, but we still can.” Rodrigo quickly interjected, wanting to keep her cooperation as much as he wanted to keep the company. “You contract with Romero Empire, you know, the one my niece signed with you-“ “It reached its maturity date last month.” Her reply had him deflating. “Did your niece not inform you of this?”

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.”

She nodded and disappeared down the corridor. A man in a white and blue suit strode toward Lucian, his expression sharp. “You look well, Lewis,” Lucian said calmly, though the tension between them was palpable. Lewis scoffed. “You’re overstepping, Romano. That contract was supposed to be mine.” Lucian smiled faintly. “Then perhaps you should have worked harder for it.” “I was chasing it for months. You’ve had it for three weeks.” “People prefer winners,” Lucian said simply. “They trust I’ll deliver.”

He said in explanation. "No!" She screamed, looking at his face. "Are you sure?" He smiled while he asked. "Very certain, Mr. Greg!" "You don't want to say 'No', I'll be paying a million naira if you say 'Yes' " He announced, looking at her face. "A million naira? For his long?" She asked, surprised he was giving out such an amount of money. He laughed, "you play your part for three months, Miss." "I didn't say I'll take the contract yet, sir. Don't talk to me like I already did!" She said to him, standing on her feet.

I gasped. His words are like bombshells and I actually pinched myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. D- Divorce? “B- But…” I stammered, suddenly losing the ability to speak. I don't understand his words. Maybe I do, but I can't bring myself to digest them. “I know, our contract is supposed to end in three months,” Raymond continued, his tone dry. It's as if he couldn't wait to tell me this.

Fabi asked again, the realization finally hitting him fully. “Yes. Looking at her details, there is no doubt left,” Ronald said, his eyes clouding with sadness and regret for the years lost. “I promise you, Mr. I will protect her as if she were my own blood.” “Then, let us make this official,” Ronald declared, straightening up. “Prepare the contracts. We are signing a deal worth hundreds of billions of dollars this Sunday.” “Thank you so much, Mr. Ronald! This is an honor!” Fabi exclaimed, elated.

I murmured. He didn’t move. Just watched me with eyes too dark to be anything but dangerous. “You think it’s over?” I frowned. “It was a one-night contract. Right.” Lucian walked toward me with slow, deliberate steps. He placed the glass down on the nightstand and pulled open the drawer. He retrieved a crisp folder and tossed it onto the bed. “Read the fine print.” With shaking hands, I opened the folder. My heart sank. Beneath the bold letters of the offer was a page I hadn’t fully read last night. Subsection 8: Participant agrees to a thirty-day term of engagement unless otherwise released by the Dominant.

“You should still rest. I’ll have Anya bring you some broth.” He turned to leave, a man defeated not by a battle, but by a silence. “Ronan,” I called out, the word a whisper. He paused in the doorway, not looking back. “The contract…” I couldn’t finish. “It’s being shredded today,” he said, his voice heavy with finality. “Every copy. By me.” Then he was gone. I closed the door and slid back down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest. I had won. I had preserved the lie, kept one last shred of control in a world spinning out of it.