The Presidents Contract Lover Novels & Stories

“Mr. Da Costa, Miss Miller, this is a contract prepared by my boss. He said both of you already agreed to have a loving relationship for five years. In the contract, it’s written that anything stipulates the nature of the relationship.” She gave a bundle each to Gabriel and Rosalind. “These are the exact copies of the contract. Please read it well. If you have questions, you can ask me. I’ll ask my superior if I don’t know the answer. If everything has been clear, you can sign the contract.” Gabriel skim-read the contract. After a few minutes, he nodded. “It’s good. I’ll sign it.” He signed it and set the contract on the table. Rosalind, on the contrary, took over five minutes more than Gabr

Well, this will be awkward, but at least he’s not trying to keep me as a mistress or prostitute. I can’t hide my grimace as my eyes scan the “no pregnancy clause.” A flashback of Landon and Owen floods my mind. I push it away mentally and resist the urge to dwell on past memories. Then I see the section that states the “falling in love” stipulation. Contracted relationship shall remain professional at all times. Falling in love is expressly forbidden and grounds for immediate termination of the contract. Additionally, this document and all information herein shall remain confidential. Any breach will carry serious consequences.

the President explained, shifting the topic and offering an apology. Now Rowan and Rolland exchanged glances. They didn't expect the President to suddenly show such politeness. While Rowan had a rough idea of what might have happened due to Johnson's absence, she found it somewhat unbelievable. Remaining silent, the President felt compelled to continue speaking. "I was already aware of your marriage to President David, but both of you have kept it low-key, maintaining professionalism in your work," the President disclosed. However, recalling the contract that Rowan and David had made, prohibiting them from revealing their marriage to anyone, Rowan quickly interjected before he could say more

“Thanks for letting me know, but it’s not a problem.” “It’s not?” His laugh was carefree. “Of course. It’s not a loophole; the contract was written that way by design.” My billionaire lover and his valet walked into the mansion, leaving me dumbstruck on the helicopter pad. XXX

He wouldn't have insulted her with such a contract if he harbored the slightest love for her. He wouldn't have offered to pay her to be his mistress. The mere thought of such an idea infuriated Victoria. “I've read the contract, President Carson. I'm not interested. “ said Victoria as she tried to keep her temper under control. She took another step towards the table, put down the contract and slid it back to Jackson “If there's nothing else, I'll get back to work, as I have some business to attend to.

He would use her to silence his father, nothing more. "Have you reviewed the contract?" he asked, his gaze drifting back to the window. Katarina stammered, "Y-yes." "But I have a condition," she added, her voice firm. Viktor swiveled around, arching an eyebrow as he gestured for her to continue.

“The card was barely warm before you started using it.” I raised a brow and gave him a tight smile. “You told me to change my wardrobe, I was just following your orders.” One of his brows lifted. “You didn’t hold back.” I folded my arms. “Was I supposed to? Isn’t that what you wanted? A wife who looks the part? Well, here I am. Exactly what you asked for.” His jaw twitched, but his eyes stayed unreadable. He picked up the contract from the table between us and tapped it with his pen. “Let’s just get this done with then.”

This was not President Lewis’s style! “President Lewis signed the contract. You should come over and retrieve it.” Naturally, Cherry detected the shock in the other woman’s voice. A sardonic smile revealed on her face yet she pretended to have no clue what was going on. Her controlled voice sounded calm as usual. “President Lewis signed the contract?” Once again, Lucy was shocked. The man was infamous for his lust for women. He always tried to prolong the contract signing process and would refuse to seal the deal until he had successfully taken advantage of the woman.

“Close the door. Sit.” I did as he asked, my pulse racing. “Everything okay, boss?” I asked. He pushed a document across the desk. “Read it. Then sign.” I looked at the title. My heart stuttered. ‘LOVERS CONTRACT’ My eyes scanned the document. Rules. Boundaries. Expectations. This arrangement is strictly physical. No romantic involvement. No babies. Complete discretion at all times. Secret encounters. The submissive lover undertakes to accept every sexual command she is given without complaint until she has been tamed.

“Relationship? I thought they said he and his wife are a happy family. This is hard to believe, I wouldn't have believed this if I didn't trust you” “Actually, I was surprised too” “So what did you tell him?” “I told him I am not interested in any Intimacy relationship with him” “You said that? Why? You don't have a boyfriend and you declined the country president's proposal, don't you know it's an opportunity for us to have more influence and…” “Do you remember he has a loving and caring wife? And I am in a contract marriage with Noah. And Noah and I are both in love” “This is so simple, the contract will expire next month and it's not like you are in a relationship with him now. Just make