The Perfect Contract Manhwa Novels & Stories

“I was going to come look for you tomorrow, sending someone to kidnap me is just unnecessary.” “Do I look like someone who has all the time in the world? We need to start planning the wedding so I needed to see you.” He reached for the black folder that was laid on his lap carelessly; he picked it up and handed it to her. “I’ve had the contract prepared to my satisfaction, read it and tell me if you have any difficulty in understanding it.” Crystal takes the folder from him and her blue eyes nervously skimmed through it, she didn’t understand a single word even though she had read the first paragraph more than seven times already; it was probably because of her shitty day at work.

I get out the files and hand them to all of them. Suddenly I feel some thing sound and on checking my hand chin, it is lighting which tells me that there is ano enemy near by. “ Lord Shaghan, please help me get out of this ” I murmur to myself making sure that no one hears me. We begin to discuss about everything making the presentation . At the end of it all. We are able to win and have this contract signed. It goes so easily than I actually expected it. DEV POV I am so happy that this contract had been signed. This was something that I have been aiming for for some time now .

Blakeley asked, confused. “Sex.” He replied and she gulped. “I… I guess.” She replied. “Can that be added to the contract?” He asked and she played with her fingers as she stared at him. She can't deny the fact of having the urge to run her hands on his bare chest. She has also had fantasies of him showing love and affection towards her. “I will pay you double what we agreed on, that will be ten million dollars monthly.” He said. Blakeley felt offended by his statement instead of being happy with the offer.

His touch was soft, yet it remained setting off something she couldn’t quite ignore. “You want freedom,” he replied, his voice lower. “From her shadow. From the part of you that wonders if you’re more like her than you want to admit.” Ava pulled her hand back. “Don’t psychoanalyze me.” He laughed, the sound deep and low. “It’s not psychoanalyzing. It’s recognizing someone who’s just as stubborn as I am.” They worked late into the night, piecing together the maze of agreements and betrayals that related Evelyn Sinclair to Roman’s past. Ava couldn’t refute his insight, but she kept her guard up, refusing to allow his appeal distract her from the task at hand.

Suit spoke, almost turning around with the smile still plastered on his face. Anderson knew very well that it was nothing but cheap bait. A large part of him kept telling him to run, to leave the place as fast as he could, but how could he. After coming so far, after sacrificing so much there was no way he could just leave. Taking in a deep breath Anderson answered “Seifuku keiyaku.” (Subjugation contract). It was just the name of it, but the contract in his hand held so many other things he did not understand. Only after crosschecking with many books and references did he finally confirm, only by a little, that it was indeed a contract to bind a demon.

On his end, deafening ceremonial fireworks exploded in the background, mixed with Claire's sweet, delicate laughter. "John, who are you talking to? Hurry up, everyone's waiting for us to say our vows." John hung up without the slightest hesitation. The hand clutching my phone slowly turned cold, and my breathing grew weaker and weaker. How ironic. The last thing I heard before dying was the sound of fireworks celebrating John marrying Claire. I was filled with resentment. But the dream did not end there. The scene suddenly shifted. The debt collectors on the mountain road were peering down into the cliff below.

I said before I looked at him with a serious eyes. “Give me the contract,” I added. He gave me the contract, I didn’t read it since it’s quite long and I just put my signature on the end of the contract. Paul don’t deserve that girl knowing her attitude when she’s in front of their parents. Paul deserve someone who’s nice with or without problem especially when they are in front of their parents. “Are you sure?” he asked. “My friend is waiting for me,” I said instead of answering his question. “O-oh yeah, sorry.” He started the engine.

When Phaseless saw the contract seal floating and spinning slowly in the air, his eyes sparkled. “It’s real! It’s really a contract!” He was too excited. Unfortunately, he did not know that Neela had long signed the contract with Alex. Alex was not dead yet, so the contract seal would be invalid. Just as Phaseless was about to go forward, Donovan finally said, “Phaseless Dweller, have you forgotten me? In terms of strength, the strongest person here is not you, but me, Donovan Orlando!” When Neela heard him, she instantly revoked the contract seal and looked at Donovan.

I ended up smiling. - Sure, what do you want with me? - I asked as we got out of the elevator and headed toward the cafeteria. - To take care of an important matter that we didn't take care of last time," he clarified and I began to worry, "what was he talking about? In the end the "important matter" was no blood pact, he only wanted to talk about the contract and our "terms of employment", Anthony presented me with a huge pad of paper that I understood after a few seconds was the contract, but why the hell did it need to be so big? What exactly did he want from me?

She tried to fight off the urge to sleep, but it only grew stronger. The last thing she heard before slipping into unconsciousness was an eerie voice saying, “Gotcha.” *** Hello lovelies, Thank you for reading about Kelvin and Leila. The story continues in His Contract Wife (Part II), which is available to read by joining my subscr𝕚pt𝕚on on lnkitt or Ream: maramartha. For a token of $5/month, you get to read the rest of the story, access more free books, and also receive a free P*F/ebook copy once the book is complete and edited.