The Contract Lover Novel Nina Morrison Novels & Stories

The clearly uncomfortable way she shifted in her chair and the way she held on to her bag like he would have any need for it if he actually stole it. The lady was nothing like the usual women he goes for, but, there was a part of him that pushed him towards accepting her, it pushed him a lot…..the part of himself he hated the most. “Give me one good reason I should consider you for this contract?” Tori finally locked eyes with him, straightening herself on her seat “it’s….it’s a contract marriage where both parties are meant to gain one thing from the other. I'm not getting in the way of anything you're doing. I won't interfere with your daily activities nor your way of living, I just need t

People turned to watch. Cameras lifted. Luca’s breath caught in his throat. Damon stopped in front of him. Close enough that Luca could see the storm in his eyes. “You said the contract did its job,” Damon said quietly. Luca’s heart pounded. “It did.” “And that means you’re leaving.” “Yes.” Damon studied him for a long moment. Then he said something Luca never expected. “Too bad.” Luca blinked. “What?” Damon’s voice hardened. “Because I never agreed to end it.”

About the particular quality of a Tuesday morning or a Thursday evening or a rooftop with city lights and two laughs I had stored somewhere I was not ready to open yet. This was terrifying because it was already real. Not potential. Not building toward something. Already real in a way that I could not undo even if I wanted to. And I did not want to. That was the part that settled over me in the dark like the most honest thing I had said to myself in a very long time. I did not want to undo it. I was in love with Jaden Parker and the contract had three hundred days left and I did not know what came after those three hundred days or whether he felt anything close to what I felt or whether the

Chapter- 51 Her green dress on the floor, along with Nick’s t-shirt and boxers. The room is filled with her moans and his grunts. “Nick,” she moaned his name feeling him throbbing inside her. She closed her eyes fully to drown in pleasure. He panted, thrusting slowly and showering kisses all over her face and neck. Naomi reached her climax but Nick didn’t, he kept going which made her shudder. She never felt this way and it's mind-blowing. Nick fell on top of her when he felt euphoric after that climax. He can never get enough of Naomi and he won’t be bored at all. She’s like everything he needed in his life and in these years no girl got his interest. His mind, his soul, and his body yearne

Immediately, I hung up and quickly left the house to find Maggie's place, but then I received a text from Chris. 'I realized it too late. The contract is insignificant; it's the person who truly matters to you. You didn't put in much effort to retrieve the contract, so I wonder what lengths you would go to in order to win back the person.' I was jolted by the realization of what the maniac had done - he had abducted Ava!

I don't have time to wat properly and you ask me if I watch TV shows. "No, but my family watches." Aster nodded. He was glancing at his phone while working and he saw the recommendations pushed to him by the software. The CEOs contract wife: Three treasures Wait, what? Contract wife? Was this something really derived from reality? Was his life found out? He tentatively opened it. Adapted from the bestselling book. There was a book? He quickly downloaded the app and paid for the unlocking and started reading. The more he read, the more he frowned.

But this wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about Damien. I pressed my hands over my face and groaned softly. “You’ve really done it now, Cara.” The contract was supposed to be simple: stay married for a while, keep up appearances, get the money I needed for Caleb’s hospital bills and then quietly disappear when it was over. But somewhere between pretending and surviving, I’d stopped acting. Now, I was the one who was lost. I needed to think. Or at least breathe.

My other hand rests on the bar, caging her. “Problem here?” I ask the man, voice ice. He pales. “No, Mr. Voss. Just congratulating your beautiful wife.” “She doesn’t need your congratulations.” I press my hardening cock against her ass discreetly. “She has everything she needs right here.” The man excuses himself fast. Sophia elbows me lightly. “Jealous, Voss? I thought this was all fake.” I nip her earlobe. “Nothing about you is fake to me anymore. That contract says one year. But this…” I slide my hand lower, dangerously close to slipping under the slit of her dress, “this is real. You’re real. And I don’t share what’s mine.”