Time-limited Engagement Novels & Stories

"But knowing and feeling are different registers and sometimes the gap between them requires time." "How much time?" he says. "A Tuesday morning and three Wednesday sessions," she says. "Usually." He almost smiles. "I'll call every night," he says. "I know you will," she says. "Whatever time. Not just ten PM." "Ten PM is our time," she says. "Keep ten PM." He takes her hand. Turns it over once in the way he has. "Two weeks," he says. "Maybe a few days more if the counter-party negotiation runs long. But two weeks is the target."

The speed of someone who had been fighting for his life in exactly these conditions for far too long. The engagement lasted seventeen minutes. The elite unit had not anticipated resistance at the junction. They had not anticipated the two of us standing ground instead of running. By the end of the engagement all eight of the initial breach unit were down.

"Even in the middle of something?" "Yes. Every time. Without exception." He held her gaze. "Your safety matters more than my satisfaction. Always." Something in her chest loosened. A tension she hadn't known she was carrying. "Okay," she said. "Soft limit. We work up to it." He made a note. "Anything else you want to discuss?" "The orgasm control section. You said forty-eight hours maximum." "Unless negotiated." "What's the longest you've made someone wait?" "Five days. But that was someone experienced. Someone who'd trained for years." His eyes held hers. "We'd start much smaller."

“I needed to be sure before I gave it to anyone else.” He looked at her. The same logic. The same careful carrying. “Okay,” he said. “Okay,” she said. Marcus was looking at the table. Processing in that visible way he had. Zara was watching Damon. “The committee,” Marcus said. Finally. “What time.” “Eleven,” she said. He looked at his watch. “Forty minutes,” he said. “Tell me about the two you have no read on.” The room was what she’d expected.

"It's a habit to build." She signed: "And the others?" He: "Two of the twelve have formally confirmed re-engagement. Starting with smaller contracts — testing the water, which is reasonable." He paused. "Three have requested more time to assess the investigation's development before deciding. Two are essentially asking me to wait without committing to a timeline." He looked at the table briefly. "One told me directly that they don't think the relationship can be rebuilt and they wanted to tell me that themselves rather than letting it fade."

His face was very still. "What does accelerated mean," I said. Ingrid looked at me. "It means the timeline I gave him eight weeks ago needs to be revised. The reconciliation process can slow the physical deterioration — in some cases significantly — but it has to be genuine and it has to be sustained. Proximity helps. Shared time helps. Not performed closeness." She paused. "Real engagement." "How much time does he have," I said. "If nothing changes, six months. If the bond begins to rebuild — genuinely rebuild — potentially much longer. Potentially full recovery. I can't give you a number on that side because I've never seen a case where the reconciliation was completed successfully."

Then she nodded. Daniel’s father cleared his throat. “And what timeline are we discussing?” Straight to structure. Daniel answered without looking at me this time. “We’d like to formalize the engagement within a month.” My father didn’t react immediately. “A month is soon,” he said. “It is,” Daniel agreed. “But dragging it out won’t help anyone.” That was true. My mother finally spoke again. “If this proceeds, it proceeds properly,” she said. “No rushed announcements. No careless messaging.”

"In two days time. You will no longer be my PA once we're engaged, you will be the assistant CEO so people won't suspect anything and on no account should you tell anyone that our engagement is a contracted one, not even someone you trust because we don't know who our enemy is" "Yeah, I've heard you. Is that all?" "We will be going to the mall tomorrow. Let's catch the attention of the public with that first before our engagement" "Alright. I can go home now right?" "Sure, your guards are ready" Wow! So fast? I went to my office, picked up my bag and went to the car. Truly, the guards were ready when I got there. All this is just going to last for three months. After three months, I'm going

Myra's POV I was busy on my phone completely forgetting the situation when Maa called me. "Myra," she said, which made me look up at her. "Yes maa" I said, keeping my phone down. "Concentrate here" she said, telling me that an important conversation is going on. I just nodded at her, giving them my full attention. "So what I was saying is that we should keep the engagement after 2 months. There's a good chance to use the 2 hours and also engagement doesn't take that long." Dad said

"Already? You're going through with it?" "I said I would, didn't I?" My voice was icy. "Let's turn this mess into something useful." She stared at me for a moment, then reached into her bag and pulled out a bulging folder. "Nolan acted fast and I made sure every clause considers you." I flipped through the pages, scanning the words. Everything was there—NDA stipulations, branding rights, timeline stipulations and the period of our fake engagement which was six months. “It stated her that a renewal will not be necessary,” I said referring to the engagement clause.