The Contract Lover Novel Nina Morrison Novels & Stories

Neil POV I watched in despair, as the woman that I love so much was about to leave me. I had already apologized but still she was bent on leaving. I wondered what I had done. I was the one that was hurt in this case, why was she leaving? "Zina, you can't just leave me like that" I blurted out watching her touch the door knob of the front door. "We have a contract don't forget that." *The contract? She paused and gave me a questioning look, "did you forget that you and I just canceled the contract?

“Dad, what else would I be doing, you know me too well.” I stretch and get out of bed, I put on my glasses, and put on my bathrobe. “As you said I have 3 weeks off so I also need to catch up on leisure time and satisfy my desires.” I pause and then turn to the girl, what did she say her name was? Bella? Betty? I don’t know, maybe belly - a mix of both. “After all, women crawls to me like leeches hoping for something other than a one night stand.” Her posture stilled and I wondered if she died by accident, oh never mind she’s still pretending to snore. Okay it’s going to be the hard way then.

Ashleigh shifted away from her aunt, a sense of betrayal washing over her. "Miss Hartman, I am Mr. Cagliari's lawyer and legal representative. I have the marriage contract here," the man who had been observing silently finally spoke. He reached into the envelope and placed a document in front of her. Ashleigh sat silently, her eyes fixed on the bold letters at the top: MARRIAGE AGREEMENT CONTRACT. "Ashleigh, I know this is a lot to take in," Adrian added, his gaze steady on her still figure. "I want you to think carefully. During the time you are my legal wife, you and your aunt will be fully taken care of. Consider it a favor." Ashleigh finally raised her head to look directly at him, a spa

Chemistry and tension roped us in, the invisible strings wrapping around us, and I knew this time I’d have her. The moments stretched into eternity and, as if she could see the resolution in my eyes, Autumn averted her gaze. Something told me I had never stood a chance against this woman. Everything in the last four years led us here, to this very moment. Her parents would come after me but they’d never win. She’d been mine from the moment we locked gazes. As if she could hear my thoughts, Autumn slid another glance my way. Hesitation. Caution. Fear?

“I-I want to start from the basics. If this is about a contract to be your lover, that means a couple, right? You and me? What kind of couple?” “Haven’t you ever been in a relationship before?” Irina flinched, choosing to avert her gaze. Even so, I knew her ears had heard what I was about to say. “First, here’s the contract between us. Read it,” I demanded, handing her the sheet of paper. “Bratva Contract Lover!” She began spelling out the big title, paused, and then spoke again. “First Party, The Pakhan.” She looked at me, and I nodded in response.

Women whose only notable asset was their looks, women who were stupid and drunk on only one thing; luxury. When she had first received the offer, she had smiled. Her only job was to watch the wife and report to her boss. This was going to be easy money. After all, how difficult would it be to charm and manipulate what was basically a glorified gold digger? But now, Naeris frowned as she sat quietly outside Vera’s office with one long leg crossed over the other while she reviewed files on her tablet. For the first time in a long time, Naeris was truly impressed. She had been watching Vera through the transparent glass of her office from the very moment she had walked in with senior management

My jaw tightened at his remark, I clench the sheets underneath me in my fists. “Because if you do…” his voice turned colder, sharper. “The consequences will be far worse than today.” And just like that he walked away. Leaving me numb and cold, as I stare at his retreating back. ______________________ Morning came like a cruel joke as golden sunlight spilled through the curtains passing warm and peaceful rays. As if nothing happened last night. For a fleeting second, I allowed myself to believe it was all a nightmare then it hit. The contract. The amount.

Tatiana exhaled sharply. She looked around the massive office. The glass. The silence. The control. And suddenly realized something uncomfortable. She didn’t know if she had been saved. Or positioned. Her voice lowered. “This isn’t just a marriage contract, is it?” Lucien didn’t answer. And that silence— Was the answer. Tatiana’s chest tightened. Because somewhere deep inside her— She understood. This contract was not the beginning. It was a continuation of something already in motion. And she had just stepped into the middle of it.

Ross’s thumb traced my bottom lip, his eyes burning with something darker than lust—something that looked dangerously close to love. “No, baby girl.” His voice was velvet over steel. “I’m going to own you. There’s a difference. And once you’re mine… you’ll never want to be anyone else’s again.” He stepped back just enough to place a thick black folder on the desk between us. The contract. My hands trembled as I stared at it. Every sane voice in my head screamed to run. Every broken, aching part of me wanted to drop to my knees and beg him to start right now.

Hence, as soon as she was in the privacy of her home, she brought out the file and the card he’d given to her. Firstly, she opened the file. She was no business expert but she was sure she could understand the language properly as she began reading through the terms of the contract. It stated that she’d have to be married to Benjamin for two years and during the period of their marriage, Benjamin was to sign off ten percent of the Davidson’s assets to her as a part of the contract. And even after divorce, he’d have no right to claim the assets he’d given to her. The more Lara read through the contract, the more it became obvious to her that this stranger must know a lot about the Davidson’s