روايات وقصص ضمن The Contract Lover Novel Nina Morrison

Nina didn't see it that way, even though she had spoken disdainfully to Miranda. She was just protecting herself. "Don't you know there's someone else I like?" Nina said. That sentence shut Nash down completely. She had feelings for someone else. But he had never seen this man! It seemed to become a puzzle between them. Nash's handsome face grew cold and stern, yet he had to say, "You don't need to mention this man. When the contract expires, I'll let you go. Even if you don't give me the divorce papers, I'll deliver them to you!"

Serena's attitude satisfied Tara. Nina stood behind Serena, somewhat understanding but also somewhat confused. In the end, she widened her eyes. "You said you signed a contract with my brother?! My goodness, it turns out the book I read last night was true. The billionaire signing a contract with his own wife, first being arrogant and then chasing after his wife. It really stems from real life. My brother, that wooden block, can actually play like this." Nina's face turned red with excitement. She quite liked that book, and now she had a real-life couple like that right in front of her.

I couldn't love him no matter how kind he tried to appear or how wealthy he was. But — I looked down at the contract. It was a one-way ticket out of here. “Party B will receive enough money to love comfortably for the rest of their life.” It had already secured my future. Why not take it? I reached for the fountain pen. I had no choice besides it wasn't like anything could make me fall in love with him. Darren's voice flickered as I signed my name at the bottom of the paper. Darren rose to his feet, adjusting his cufflinks. “Two months, Isadora. Let's see if you can really hate me for that long.”

There’s even a fireplace flickering gently behind him like we’re about to sign an ancient blood pact. He gestures for me to sit. I do. Then he opens the folder. “This is the contract,” he says. I blink. “That’s the contract?” The thing is nearly fifty pages. I’m not kidding. It looks like a university thesis. The paper stack is thick enough to kill a small rodent if thrown hard enough. “There are clauses,” he says calmly, flipping to the first page. “Guidelines. Expectations. Boundaries.” I flip through the first few pages and catch a glimpse of something that immediately makes me feel my soul leave my body.

And I hate obsessing. I narrowed my eyes. Me: what is it? He took one last drag, exhaled slow. Nicholas: Sam Kumar, make him lay with me and the contract disappears. My eyes widened , face frozen me: what?! (fun fact, the date on the contract is the same date I initially started this book 🤭)

“This isn’t love, Ethan. This is prison.” For the first time, something flickered in his eyes — not rage, but something rawer. Pain. “I don’t know how to love,” he admitted, voice low, ragged. “But I know how to keep what’s mine. And I won’t lose you.” Later that night, alone in her room, Aria stared at the contract and Nathaniel’s number glowing on her phone. Two paths stretched before her. One bound her in chains of silk and fire. The other dangled freedom wrapped in danger.

He nodded slowly. “Contract marriage,” I corrected him. And we laughed together. It was a rare moment. Laughing together. The world I live in is dark. The things in normal life are special to us or atleast to me. I never told anyone. Or maybe I never will. But I liked these ordinary moments. Irene's POV: ‘5 am, at KC productions at 7 th floor. Your contract will be ready for you to sign.’ was the text that made a very strange tingling in my stomach.

A love like that, so deep, so rare, made Nora bitter, jealous, and quietly miserable. Then came Mira’s fairytale ending. She found her soulmate in the dazzling Lucian Creed. And Nora thought, maybe now I can move on with him. Nothing was okay. Not then. Not now. Just then, the door pushed open. Max walked in, both hands full. “Sorry for taking so long, Ma’am,” he said gently, placing the food on her desk.

“But no matter how horrible the world paints me, in my heart, you’re still my most treasured person.” “And you’re so quick to judge me. What about you? Have you ever loved me?” “I’ve always loved you, okay?” Nina explained hastily. “Because I was afraid of the contract clause, I always acted distant.” Their relationship was bound by a contract that forbade them from falling in love. How could she dare reveal her emotions knowing the consequences? “And how do you know it wasn’t me who fell first?” Jayden’s question pierced through the tension. Nina was stunned, her mouth falling agape, when she heard Jayden’s unexpected words. Seeing her moist lips, Jayden was tempted to take a bite.

With Holt's sudden absence and now the appearance of a new lover, Nora couldn't help but suspect that he had forgotten her for someone new. Nora Frank gazed at the vibrant, stunning young woman before her, a sight pleasing to any eye, male or female. A wave of melancholy washed over her, dimming the light in her eyes. "So, do you still dare to compete with me?" Emily fanned the flames. "Be careful, or I'll have my husband find a reason to shut you down." The manager, hearing this, was nearly in tears, afraid to provoke Emily, and turned pleadingly to Nora, "What do you think...?"