The Love Contract Novels & Stories

I pleaded. “Catherine, my counterpart has tried that, but it seems you are the big barrier between Angela and that dude. I believe that when you die, his concentration will be on Angela only. Moreover, you breached your contract as well.” “wha…What contract?” “You were to find his lover and not fall in love with him, you tried your best but fell in love with him. I have talked a lot. I need to kill you now.” “How did you know I was coming here?”

“Clear roles and clear limits. Clear exits too.” His eyes scanned the screen. I watched his face change as he read, reflecting interest, tension, and something darker. “You’re insane,” he muttered. “Read all of it.” He did. The contract wasn’t about sex, though it didn’t avoid it either. It was about power and loyalty. Boundaries too. What we gave. What we didn’t. What stayed private. What didn’t. “This protects you more than me,” he said. “It protects us differently.” He looked up. “And love?”

I finally heard him say after a few minutes of akward silence. "Huh,why? I thought I still have a month left?" "Why? you breached the contract, that's why." "I didn't breach our contract Nate, you said I couldn't ask for you to love me in return, that means I was free to love you." "Still, you breached the contract. Here's the logic, yes I said you could never ask for my love in return and that means I'm giving you the go-ahead to love me, right?" "Right..." I muttered under my breath.

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.”

“Good. That makes me so proud. I can rest easier knowing you’re happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” Cara pressed her hand against her mouth, her eyes burning. She wanted to cry. Not because the lie worked but because this kind old man believed it even without knowing her at all For the first time, Cara wondered if this contract marriage wasn’t just about the money. Maybe it was going to leave scars money could never heal.

Wait this isn’t how I planned this! My dad stood up and came around to hug me. My mum joined in too. “Sweetheart, is that what you had in that head of yours the whole time?” My mum looked like she was tearing up too. Hey at least I think this is working. “But I assure you i witnessed your potential fiancé grow up and he is nothing like that! In fact his father, your dads business partner, said so himself that he will cut his son’s hands off if he dares mistreat you! The one you will marry agreed himself that he will agree to any terms you have! So please my sweet daughter give this a chance” I blew it. My hope flew out of the window. I scooted closer to my dad though. “Your mother is right,

Her hands trembled slightly as she read the contents of the contract: Temporary Marriage Contract Duration: 1 year Purpose: To reignite trust in love for Leon Morano De Santos Terms: Do not bring up Leon’s past without his permission. Must live together, share the same room, and engage in sexual relations. Pregnancy is expected. Falling in love unilaterally is prohibited (but not vice versa). If Leon falls in love within one year, the contract is deemed successful, and compensation will be granted. An additional bonus will be awarded if pregnancy occurs.

"This is a contract I prepared myself, if you see something you don't understand, ask me." Aurora Gabriel accepted the contract, carefully reading every word. Looking at the large words "Secret love contract" on the top of the contract, she froze. Phelan Darius also works too carefully, every bit is on strict terms that make others indisputable. Aurora Gabriel read it through, reluctantly feeling there was nothing more to discuss. "What do you see?" "Should I stay at your place?" "Darling, you are mine, whenever I want you to be there, if not in my place, where should I be?"

“Do the hell with the clause, Brandon. I know that very well, but now neither I want to leave you nor stop myself from falling in love with you.” “WHAT?” “You heard me, Brandon. And I’m positive that you might have remembered my confession from the last night. If not, then I don’t mind repeating over and over again that I love you, Brandon. I really do. I didn’t know how this happened and when but I have fallen in love with you, Brandon, and I don’t want to leave you even when the contracts end. And if I’m not wrong, then we have already broken two clauses of the contract, because of which the contract between us has already been revoked.”

Saw the boy who'd lost his parents at twelve, raised by a grandfather who'd been broken by loss, taught that love was a liability. "Is that why you don't want it?" she asked. "Love? Because you've seen what it costs?" "I don't want it because I don't believe in it." He met her eyes. "What my grandparents had was an anomaly. Most people chase that feeling and end up with broken homes and custody battles and alimony payments. They confuse chemistry for compatibility. Attraction for attachment." "And you think a contract is better?" "I think clarity is better. We know what this is. We know when it ends. We know exactly what we're getting from each other. There are no illusions or false hope. So