Submissive Wife Contract Novels & Stories

I stared at it. “Your contract.” Rich people are so weird. They have contracts for everything. "You actually had this printed out?" I asked, flipping through the pages. "I like to be thorough." He didn't look at me as he pulled out his phone. "Read it all.” I forced myself to focus on the document until I found the actual terms. **The Wife shall reside exclusively in the Husband's penthouse for the duration of this agreement.** **The Wife must be accompanied by the Husband or his security before going outside the residence.**

He was a grumpy man and it's crazy how he was being like this. "May..." He placed his hands on her shoulders and swallowed nothing. "While we are married, can you please stop seeing other men? I mean, stop hanging out with other men. I don't feel comfortable with you being around..." "Remember this is an open contract marriage where we could see anyone. It's not like we are married for real," She cut him off and mumbled the last part and shrugged. Those words pierced through Miles's heart, and he bit his lips. "May..."

He rolled it open and I caught the first line. Consensual Intimacy Contract (D/s Terms Private & Confidential) Between Mark Rexona (Dominant Party / Employer) and Teresa Smith (Submissive Party / Employee)

2 Additional benefits to the Wife include: Career Development: The Husband shall facilitate media exposure, including television appearances, branding, and public relations training. Luxury Accommodations: The Wife shall reside in a residence of the Husband’s choosing for the duration of the contract. Travel & Expenses: All travel-related expenses for contractual obligations shall be fully covered. Monthly Allowance: The Wife shall receive a discretionary monthly allowance to be determined by the Husband. Performance-Based Bonus: An additional ₱2,000,000 shall be granted upon securing a lead or supporting role in a television project facilitated by the Husband.

She read them again, her mind struggling to process the absurdity. Clause 32: Sexual Obligations and Freedom of Choice Party B (the Wife) agrees to make herself available at any time for Party A’s (the Husband’s) sexual satisfaction. Should Party A desire intimacy, Party B must comply immediately, regardless of Party B’s personal feelings, state of health, or time of day. Failure to meet Party A’s demands will result in consequences as determined by party A.

I walked slowly toward the table, took a deep breath, and finally spoke. "Okay, I’ll accept the deal. I’ll marry you, not because I’m guilty of your accusations, but because I want to prove that you’re wrong." He grinned and clapped. "Alright then, I’ll sign this contract. Seems like you’re obedient after all," he said, then immediately signed the contract. "Why do you look so sad? You should be proud, you’re about to marry someone like me. Imagine, you once ruined my wedding… now you’re the bride."

“Not in my company. Not anywhere.” I laughed, sharp and incredulous. “You don’t get to decide that.” His gaze darkened, not angry, not loud. Just… firm. “I already have.” I stepped closer, heat buzzing under my skin. “You don’t own me, Adrian. "You rendered that statement null when you signed the contract Elera" He said, his eyes intense, his body closer to mine, I could feel the heat from his body, raw and hot. I felt myself shrink back, he was right, I was the CEO's wife, well, at least on paper, it would make him look bad if I was just a common employee.

And the fire had just walked back into the room to reclaim what was hers. “Contract?” “What do you mean by contract?” “What are you talking about?” Amanda smirked. “Oh, didn't you know? Rhys and this woman were married under a contract. She begged him to save her company and in return, offered to be his wife for three years. Don't tell me…” she gasped, her eyes wide, “Rhys, you kept it from your friends too?”

I need to make things right. Flashback over... Leonard sighed upon remembering the period when his wife got pregnant. The warning he gave his father. It made him wonder how long his dad could keep him shut, and not harm his wife. Everything he cares about is money, so he's pretty sure his dad will still adhere to it. But then what if he kidnaps his wife, and makes her sign the contract? He shook his head. No. His dad won't be that sloppy. He knows he could be taken to court since signing contracts under duress could make the contract invalid.

Marriage to him was nothing but a trap, a cage, that bonded him into doing things, not out of love - he never believed in that, but out of responsibility, responsibilities that deprived him of freedom to make choices, and he wasn't planning on embarking on those responsibilities for now. He knew what his grandfather was capable of. As much as he hated to admit it, the old man was similar to him. They both can do anything to achieve their goals. Who knows what the old man is thinking of doing to him in that head of his to make him bend and follow his proposals? The thought of people making decisions and imposing them on him made him angry, and he clenched his fists as he continued staring at