Submissive Wife Contract Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened in shock. “H-Hey! Don’t get cocky!” “That’s all that’s been missing between us as husband and wife. So, can we do it again sometime?” She bit her lip. She couldn’t deny it—she had enjoyed it. But… “I’m your husband, and technically, I could just take care of myself again if you refuse—even though the contract says we should act like a real married couple.” His expression fell again, and her heart ached. “Fine, fine. I’m the one who made you sign that contract, after all. So, fine. Yes, we can do it again.”

Ethan nodded his head in agreement, “You are the professional, I will differ to you and to whatever decisions you make while we are under this contract.” Scarlet gave a small smile in approval before quickly laying out her terms. As she had always done, she explained that payment would be decided after the job was done. Any expenses during the time she would be disguised as his wife would be covered by him within reason, anything particularly costly would be covered by her and possibly up for reimbursement later if so agreed. She would play the part of his wife and pretend to use his last name, but on the actual marriage license she would keep her last name of Phoenix. Any endeavors she did

Enough language to be unmistakable. Cohabitation obligations, discretionary conduct clauses. Financial settlement upon dissolution.. A contract, a marriage laid out in bullet points and subclauses like an office lease. I turned the laptop slightly so the document filled the screen clearly. "I have proof," I said..

Including this situation. Elena walked forward and sat without waiting to be told. He picked up the folder and slid it across the glass table toward her. “Six months,” he said, his voice calm and business-like. “You live with me as my wife. Attend events. Maintain appearances. At the end, you walk away with fifty million dollars. The money will be transferred immediately once the contract ends. Separate bedrooms. No intimacy. No emotional involvement. No unnecessary complications.” Elena let out a quiet breath, then pushed the folder back toward him. “No,” she said firmly. “I’m not selling myself. I’ll find another way.”

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

I was too hurt to ever give him what he wants. Slowly, I shake my head, “We couldn’t fix this anymore, Felix,” I paused and sighed. “You cheated... Is this what you’re doing behind my back when I wasn’t around, huh?” I painfully asked him but he didn’t respond. I bitterly laughed, “I give you my all, Felix. I granted your wish to stay together in one apartment. I made time for you despite me being super busy with school stuff and working because if I won’t, I won’t have money to buy all of my needs.” I know he’s busy too with a lot of stuff but can’t he realize the things I sacrifice for him? I sacrifice almost… half of my life just to be with him all these damn years.

he snapped “You’re lucky this is the only way you can pay me back for everything I’m doing for you; I'm your husband you should treat me as one; contract or not, my word to you is law.” What nonsense is he talking about? Right, he is a man, just like the others, he believes he could control her. He is misogynistic like the rest of them; what makes her think he is different. “I will not allow you to control me, Mr. Smith.” She whispered as she looked up at him. “I’m going to keep talking to my sister, either you like it or not. I don’t care what other opinions you have, none of those is in the contract I signed.”

He walked up to his desk and picked up a document, it was the contract I signed, he dropped it in front of me and opened it immediately CONTRACT AGREEMENT BETWEEN MR MORENO ARMANI AND MISS ISABELLA SMITH 1: I Isabella Smith agree to marry Mr Moreno Armani to clear my family’s debt. 2: I Isabella Smith will respect my husband Moreno Armani. 3: I Isabella Smith will not work and be a full-time housewife. 4: I Isabella Smith will be ready to go to bed with my husband at his wish whether I like it or not. 5: I Isabella Smith will cut ties with my family. 6: I Isabella Smith will not say a word about this agreement to anyone.

My eyes scanned the details in it, and then i got to know it's a contract! He prepared a fucking contract for these 9 months. I sighed after reading everything in there. So basically it says, i should stay nine months with him. We'll remain husband and wife until i give birth to our baby. He will take care of me and our baby until then. In this nine months, he won't force me with anything and everything we do is and will be mutual. So we should develop a mutual understanding for the sake of our baby. When it's due date for the baby, that's when the contract comes to end. Right after i give birth to our baby, the contract expires. He'll take our baby and will let me go. He will provide me wit

The marriage was not an emotional bond but rather a cold and calculated transaction. Allan had a specific clause in our contract that gave me majority control of his company if he ever cheated on me, and the same applied to me. He thought that with this clause, I would be trapped at home, afraid to break our agreement. But what he didn't know was that I was not a typical submissive housewife. On that day, I was returning from shopping, carrying bags filled with groceries and the facade of a marriage built on appearances. The atmosphere was tense, and I could feel that something was wrong. When I entered the house, the feeling that something was amiss only intensified.