Sign Here 소설 & 이야기

Then Dante opened the door and left. The moment the latch clicked shut, I forced my trembling hand toward my necklace. I’d installed a tiny pin device inside it—just in case the Moretti, or more specifically Dante and Gianna, decided not to let me walk away after today’s vote. I never actually thought I’d need it. I guess I never thought the Moretti would sink this low. But here we were. I pressed the pin down with all the strength I could gather. A signal shot to my phone—the automated message I’d drafted before today would be delivered straight to my father.

Observing her hesitation, Seth asked again, "May I sign? I have other engagements later." Jane regained her composure, nodded, and said, "Please sign immediately." She picked up a pen and signed her name with solemnity.

he irritably said, starting to roll the paper. "No, wait! I want to sign it!" I immediately grabbed the paper from his hand. "How can I sign this? Where's the pen?" I asked him. He takes out a small knife from his body and walks closer to me. He gently holds my hand and sticks the knife's tip into my index finger, making a small cut. "Use your blood," he whispered. I followed exactly what he said and duly signed the paper. After signing the paper, it vanished in thin air right before my eyes. "Now that the deal has been made, may I ask what are the missy's wishes?" He excitedly asked.

He's smirked and come more closer. “Wait, I didn’t mean it. I was playing around like you always do.” “I don’t care. You already said as clear as a day that you are Mrs. Franz Hanssen, and we’re in the middle of making what you desperately want. Then, let’s make it real. What are you waiting for?” “NO! FRAAAAANZ, YOU KNOW I’M JUST FOOLING AROUND!”

“I simply negotiate.” Zade walked forward next. “You tricked her, then. It’s still the same thing.” But I barely heard them. My gaze was fixed on the signature and how perfect it was. The elder at the center adjusted his glasses and spoke. “Regardless of your… concerns, the contract looks real. It carries both the Silvercrest and Rosegold seals, and her mark is valid.” “My mark?” I asked. He pointed to the bottom right corner of the document. There, just beneath my signature, was a faint print, like someone had pressed their fingertip onto the paper.

"Find another person to live with in the future! It's good that you know this. Once we sign it, we're no longer bound to each other!" Savannah lowered her head and didn't reply. However, she couldn't help clenching her fists and digging her fingernails into her palms. Her nails weren't long, but it still hurt. "Give me a pen!" Callan growled at Lucien. Lucien quickly gave it to him. Callan grabbed it and swished the agreement to the last page. He then signed his name. "All right!" "Master Handerson, your personal seal!" Lucien reminded him in a low voice.

She lifts her arm with effort, the movement stiff and sluggish and a little bit hurtful. Charles sets the pen in front of her. Brie flips the contract open to the last page, the signing page. "Sign. Your full name. No initials and no rough play." Bethany picks up the pen. Slowly. Her fingers shake. She brings it to the paper. And signs. Every letter. B-E-T-H-A-N-Y W-O-R-T-H with a beautiful flair at the end. Brie’s smile spreads so wide it nearly cracks her face. "Thank you," she says, voice dripping with smug satisfaction. "You just made history."

Already waiting for a third signature to make it active. I fold the document. I hold it. I do not give it back.