Roman Reigns Contract Novels & Stories

Marcus requires your exclusive involvement in the project. No other collaborations, no other designs outside of Elite." Oh? Didn't I say it? The bitch with the capital B' has something under her sleeves. "What's the duration of the contract?" "Three years," she replied, her voice firm. " With an option to renew." Angelo's grip on my hand remained steady, a silent reminder of his support. "I won't be able to work with another company aside from them, right?" "Are you dense, or do you need me to spell

Rapheal frowned to see who dares barge into his room like that but when he saw Rachel, his face softened, he felt like laughing but he doesn't want to mock the lady. "What is it?" "I saw your contract and I have signed it, I haven't read it so I don't know what the job is yet. Don't worry, I'll read it when I get home. " Rachel said. "You haven't?" Rapheal asked innocently "unfortunately, the contract is effective the moment you signed it and I can't tell if you will be going home today " "Why is that?" Rachel asked twitching her face "Because it is in the contract that you have to get with me 24/7" Rapheal replied

Blakeley asked, confused. “Sex.” He replied and she gulped. “I… I guess.” She replied. “Can that be added to the contract?” He asked and she played with her fingers as she stared at him. She can't deny the fact of having the urge to run her hands on his bare chest. She has also had fantasies of him showing love and affection towards her. “I will pay you double what we agreed on, that will be ten million dollars monthly.” He said. Blakeley felt offended by his statement instead of being happy with the offer.

I said before I looked at him with a serious eyes. “Give me the contract,” I added. He gave me the contract, I didn’t read it since it’s quite long and I just put my signature on the end of the contract. Paul don’t deserve that girl knowing her attitude when she’s in front of their parents. Paul deserve someone who’s nice with or without problem especially when they are in front of their parents. “Are you sure?” he asked. “My friend is waiting for me,” I said instead of answering his question. “O-oh yeah, sorry.” He started the engine.

"You're proposing a marriage contract?" "For one year," Killian clarified, his tone completely business-like. "We marry. You get full access to the legal team of Cross Industries to sue your family for every single cent they took from you. I will fund your own independent architectural firm under the Cross name. You get your revenge, your career, and your life back." "And what do you get?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

"And you will fail. Of that, I'm completely certain. When you do, I'll come and collect my prize." He snapped his fingers. One of his men immediately stepped forward carrying a folder. "That's the contract. You Read it and Sign it." Richard skimmed through the pages with trembling hands. His face gradually lost all color as he read clause after clause detailing extensions, penalties, and contingencies. Elena's name appeared repeatedly throughout the document, entangled in futures she would never willingly choose. Finally, Richard signed. Vincent accepted the folder and smiled. "Good." He waved a hand dismissively.

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Slowly, I lowered the phone, and turned to see the contract lying on the floor, for the first time, Romano’s offer no longer sounded ridiculous, it sounded safe and like my only option, as his wife I have access to every sort of protection he gets and I need it in my investigation. An hour later I stood outside his office. The contract in my hand felt heavier than it should have. I knocked once. “Come in.” Romano barely looked up from the papers on his desk, when he did, his eyes went straight to my hand and he saw the contract. For a second I saw him freeze. I walked forward and placed it in front of him, opening the last page. Signed. For a second neither of us spoke, Romano stared at my s

“Get out of my way, Rhysand.” So fucking stubborn. So fucking gorgeous. So goddamn fiesty! I feel my cock strain against my pants like a fucking dog standing on attention. Luckily, Rain doesn’t see it, her furious eyes is glued on my face. I shift slightly to adjust myself. “As per the contract you signed, sweetheart, you can’t walk out of this deal. If you do, I’ll sue your pretty ass and you will pay me ten million in damages.” Her eyes widen. “That’s a fucking lie.”

I twitched at the touch. Dante smiled and continued, “Mr. Johnson has been out of state for the past three days, so that's why you didn't get to sign your contract yet. But now he's back, and he's here to process the contract deal. So you'll be signing your contract right away.” Dante was smiling suspiciously as he spoke. I almost felt like something dangerous was centered around this whole discussion. But I couldn’t say anything. I could only swallow hard. After all, I was the one who agreed to the deal—to sign the seven-day contract with him. And if I successfully lived with him for seven days without turning gay, then I’d get to leave this house with whatever amount I wanted.