Story Contract Novels & Stories

“Man. I don’t know who’s down worse, Ashleigh, who’s supposed to be studying but is there dreaming about you, or you, sitting through a business meeting with her on screen the whole time.” Adrian shot him a cold glare and pulled the contract closer. “This budget isn’t balanced, Alex.” Alex smirked, leaning back. “You’re really deflecting now.” “Are we here to finalize this proposal or gossip?” “Fine, fine.” Alex raised his hands. “But just so you know, feelings don’t stay hidden forever.” Adrian ignored him, diving into the matter at hand. They went line by line through the proposal, correcting figures and reviewing terms until both signatures were down. As they sipped champagne, Turner retu

She walked away as fast as she could, I bet she had been holding her breath. I confirmed what I wanted to do, and her heart wavered. She is just trying to be tough. We'll see where that gets us. Later that day, I went through the story she wrote and made a comprehensive and detailed outline. I called the Rainsoft company and sent them the draft. In less than two hours, they gave me back a report saying the story was awesome and they were ready to strike a deal.

"What can I do for you?" "Well, I know that our small center can't keep you for long. You are here because you wanted to keep your word and I can't take advantage of you. All I ask is that you stay and handle twenty four cases for me. After that, you're free to leave. Take a look at the contract I prepared for you." Greg handed the contract to Stella. Stella skimmed through it and found nothing wrong. She saw that her one-off pay would be a million dollars.

“You want to draw up a contract inside the contract?” “Exactly. That contract was between you, your family and my mother, not directly with me. ” “And here I thought this fake relationship couldn’t get any more complicated.” He ignored me and checked his study table for a pen and a notebook. “Let’s make it simple. Basic. Clear.” I sat up, folding my arms. “Fine. What’s rule number one?” He turned to face me. “No talking to the media or family members on an issue that concerns us unless we agree on the story.”

Lucas shared a look with Sophia, "we have a plan for that." They'd discussed it during the quiet hours after the birth, between diaper changes and midnight feedings. The story they wanted to tell – not just of dramatic arrivals and corporate mergers, but of healing, of second chances, of love that grew from contract to covenant. "The exclusive interview," Sean realized. "You're still considering it?" "We're doing it," Sophia confirmed. "But our way. Here, now, with everyone who helped write this story." "Bold move," Edward commented, but his eyes were proud.

It’s my first time hearing it so I’m confused about what it means. “Oh that. It means you’re the top priority of the company when it comes to resources. S-Contract is the highest contract that we are offering. All the best resources will be given to you and also, you will have a team that will follow you on your schedules. In summary, S-Contract artists have the best treatment compared to others.” I gasped in surprise at how amazing this S-Contract is. Not to mention the best resources, that personal team alone can make people dance for enjoyment.

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

The fact that Stella was late today left a bad impression. Though, she tried her best to redeem it with her acting skills. "Don't worry, Mr. Winfield. This will be the first and last time I'll be late," she said. Stuart felt relieved when he heard that. "Take a look at the contract and sign your name if there is no problem." "Is it okay if I video call my agent and ask him to review the contract?" Before Mr. Winfield could open his mouth, his assistant said, "These types of contracts are almost exactly the same. There's nothing to review. Hurry up and sign it. Don't delay our ti—"

I stood up and took a steps to leave already but I froze when I heard what he have said. “Be my girlfriend and I’ll pay you.” I held my bag tightly without looking back at him. “I’m going to pay you half million if you’re going to sign this contract.” I looked back at him and turn my eyes at the papers on the table. Half million? I forced myself to smile, “Thanks for the offer, but no.” After I said that, I walked straight to go out of the coffee shop. It’s a big money, I know he can pay me with a half million because he’s earning already by doing a concert and gigs, plus the fact that they have a business.

I couldn't help but grin like I just won a contract. A/N Hi, my babies. How are you all doing? Bye for now.💙💙