The Contract Book Novels & Stories

She placed it on the desk and left without a sound. Adrian slid the folder toward Elena. “Read.” Elena stared at it. Her hands felt numb. “What is that?” she asked anyway. “The contract.” Elena let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “You already have a contract prepared?” Adrian’s eyes didn’t soften. “I don’t improvise.” Of course he didn’t. Elena’s gaze flicked to the folder, then back to him. “You’re insane.” “Read.” Elena took a step forward, lifted the folder, and opened it. The pages inside were dense with legal language. Clean font. Sharp margins. Like even the paper had been trained to be obedient. Her eyes skimmed.

God, the way he looks at me is adding to the pressure underneath this fitted lingerie. He took steps towards me and handed me the file. I took it and stared at it as he walked back to the wall. The letters, BDSM are written on the file and I think it looks like a contract. "What is this for?" I asked, looking at him. "A contract of consent," he said without looking at me. Contract of consent? I looked at the contract and then back at him. "But....do we need this?" I asked. He turned to me. "Yes, little girl. It is part of the game."

Christen’s mother exclaimed. “I did not ‘suddenly’ end it,” Forrest corrected, slapping the sheet against her chest, nearly pushing her down, had Michael not helped her stay on her feet. “That is our business contract that you and your husband signed, Celia. I'd like you to read the bolded words at the bottom of the contract, right above the signatures. As well as the heading, if you can.” Celia was far from amused by the command, while Michael gave it a silent read. “What game are you trying to play this time?! How dumb do you think we-?!”

Chapter 15 RICHARD’S POV The contract terms were straightforward, ensuring both Bianca and I benefited equally. Contrary to her concerns, it wasn’t one-sided and didn’t favour only me. In fact, upon closer inspection, it favoured her more than me. It had an introduction (with our names, addresses, and the contract date), a preamble, definitions, and the main body, which covered: Assets, Finances and Properties:

Diana said with a smile. "Thank you Ma'am, you and your friend have helped me alot. I will be sure to call you." Lois said as she started to leave the bar. Diana picked up her phone and dialled Leo's number. "Hello Leo, I think I have found your contract wife." Diana said as she smiled.

Clara tore it open and brought out the white piece of paper with the name CONTRACT written on it. "This is it. I hope you are ready, Clara, because there is no turning back any time soon." He triggered the warning and Clara stared at the contract before picking up a pen and signing herself away.

"This is not being worried about me, you are only worried about your house being perfectly clean, about me not having a mess or about it being perfectly organized, get out of here, or I will have to get my bags and leave." "You will no longer continue with your blackmail Diane, if you want to leave, then the door is open." "Oh yeah?! What does that mean?" "Well, if you want to leave, you are free to do so, but you must know that part of the contract is already signed and you must fulfill it, your contractual obligations are already sealed, leave if you want to, we will see each other until the day of the marriage".

My mind went on a whole bandwagon, visualizing all the acts that were boldly written in black on the white sheet. My body shuddered painfully, and right there and then, I knew I was never going to let that man’s FIST anywhere near my nooks and crannies. His fingers, tongue, and dick… well that I can handle. Like I did with the other clauses, I highlighted them and put a big question mark in front of them. He really had a lot of explaining to do. After going through the entire contract, I sloshed back into the couch and just stared out in the open living room blankly, my mind still reeling with the things I have just read through.

Max have already drilled me on how to do this. Keep my answers shot and try not to give away too much information that can be used against me. The clerk administered the oat and I watched as the defending council approached me with the seriousness of a tiger ready to maul its prey. “Please state your name for the court.” I boldly did and even went a step forward before he asked. “My name is Damien Black and I am the CEO of the Black and Co company.” I was calm, no tremor. I smirked inside at the whisper of recognition that swept through the court room.