The Marriage Contract Novels & Stories

‌ He slid a single she‍et of heav‍y, cream-colored paper ac‍ro‌ss the po‍lished s‌urfa‍ce. “These are the prelimin‌ary terms,” he stat‍ed. “A one-year, legally binding contract of marriage⁠. The union will be presented as‍ a genuine love match to t‍he public and the press. You will at‌tend all req‍uired social and corpor‌ate functions as my w‍ife. You will reside with me for the d⁠uration of the con‌tract.” ‍ El‍ara’s‌ eyes scanned the document. The c‍old, lega⁠l l‌anguage made her stomach ch‍urn. Party A… Party‍ B… Obligatio⁠n‌s… Appearances.‌

Waiting. My hands shook as I turned to the first page of the contract, the paper crisp and official-looking. At the top, in bold letters: MARRIAGE AGREEMENT BETWEEN DAMIAN ALEXANDER COLE AND SCARLET MARIE HAYES. Seeing our names together like that made something twist in my chest. "Let's go through the terms," Marcus said, his voice carefully neutral. "Page one outlines the basic structure. This is an eighteen-month contractual marriage with the option to renew if both parties agree."

He picked up a black leather folder before returning to Hellena and handing it to her without ceremony. “Read it.” Hellena accepted the folder with trembling fingers. The moment she opened it, her eyes quickly scanned the official document titled: Contract Marriage Agreement. The terms were written with rigid precision: • The marriage will last for one year only. • No physical contact of any kind is permitted. • Emotional attachment or personal feelings are strictly prohibited. • Neither party may interfere in the other's private affairs. • The marriage must remain completely confidential from the public and workplace. • Both parties will live under the same roof but occupy separate bedrooms

I blurted out before I could stop myself. My dad nodded. “The wedding is in two weeks.” “Fuck this!.” She got on her feet. “I’m not getting married to some loser. I’m not getting married just because you failed to save your company the normal way. I’m getting out of here.” “There are consequences.” Mom said quickly just before Chloe could turn her back to leave. “We signed a document, documents. And it said that if we failed to fulfill our part of the contract, both your father and I would have to give up everything we own, including this house and failure to do that would lead us to prison.”

I snapped and would have continued if I hadn't been interrupted. "What the hell is this nonsense?!" Chloe screeched. "Nathan, tell me what the fuck is going on, right now!" Mahn, I was doomed. Noah had been right. I should have taken care of things with Lily immediately after I had signed the damn marriage contract. Frankly, I hadn't been willing to let Lily go. I was so sure my marriage with Chloe would be sour and would not last. Lily was a wonderful mistress. Damn, she was hot and naughty and everything I had wanted in a woman.

Then he realised the joke was on him. He would inherit majority of the dreamscape shares as soon as he got married. The marriage must last a year, to any woman he chose, and a prenuptial agreement was acceptable. If Alex decided not to comply with his uncle's wishes he would retina fifty percent of the shares and the other fifty would be split among the board members. Alex would be nothing but a figure head. Instead of creating buildings he would be stuck in meetings and corporate politics, exactly what he did not want to do with his life.

Because she didn't grasp the man's point of view. Arthur could have let her live blissfully with the baby in her womb if he had wanted to. But he went to such lengths to obtain her approval. "This contract marriage will do you no damage, Milly. It will benefit both you and your mum. You won't have to strain to pay for your mother's therapy. Your life is also protected. You can use my fortune to support yourself and your mother, but more importantly, my mother wants a grandchild, and it's in your womb. You should not be concerned; this marriage contract will not damage anyone. You are not required to fulfill the duties of a wife, and neither am I. Marriage binds us solely on paper. Marriage b

I looked up into his eyes again. "yes, marriage contract, that's what happens when you get your nose into people's business" he said standing from his chair, I looked down to see his signature was already there, I looked to the name in the opposite of his name to find it was mine, the only difference is, there was no signature below it.

THE WORD marriage was a big word for me. If ever you’ll enter into the sacrament of marriage, you must be ready for the lifetime commitment because marriage wasn’t just a stage of life where you wanted to marry someone at first then if you get tired, you’ll leave him or her. In the stage of marriage, there was no room for playing. People weren’t playing at this stage. Before two people enter this stage, you two must be very sure that you love each other and that both are willing to enter into a lifetime commitment. Being married to someone was the starting point where you will be building a family with your partner.

"Marriage is sacred, it's not something to be taken lightly." "Are you out of your mind?" he exclaimed. "It's precisely because I'm sane that I'm saying this," she insisted. "No! Our marriage will be purely contractual. There will be a contract to sign later, specifying the duration of our arrangement. If our mission isn't accomplished by the end of the contract term, there will be an option for an extension," he explained. "I refuse," she replied firmly, arms crossed. "I won't entertain the idea of treating marriage as a game. Contract marriages are not acceptable!"