When Contracts Turn To Forbidden Kisses 소설 & 이야기

' A thought again came into the mind of Sebastian's mind. "But I think...." seabstian was going to say something suddenly they heard someone knocking on the door. "I'll check." Alex said and got up to open the door while Sebastian was busy talking with Noah. "Ohh ...hey beautiful ...I did not know that such a beautiful lady also works here in this cage mansion." Alex said with a flirting tone. Sebastian got stopped and moved his eyes to the door to see the one who is getting Alex's flirting remark. 'Who is it with whom is he flirting.'

cool car guy" who made me a job offer last month? - I asked, making quotation marks in the air. - The crazy guy who asked you to have his child? Yes I do, why? - So... And that, I kind of... - Lisa? What's wrong? - Miguel asked looking at me curiously and I could almost see the cogs in his brain moving to try to put the pieces of the puzzle together. - Okay - I got up the courage, - Here goes! After the whole thing last month I thought I didn't get pregnant, but the truth is that I found out a few days ago that I actually, with all my bad luck, ended up pregnant by a stranger. So now I am in the middle of a kind of contract with him because the child is his and I am just the "surrogate". So

Paris and I followed, our dresses hiking up. We moved to the kitchen counter for space. Van grabbed me first—his girlfriend privilege, I guess—lifting me onto the edge. “I’ve been dying to fuck you all dinner,” he whispered, kissing me hard, his tongue invading my mouth. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my tits, pinching my nipples until they hardened. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his big dick press against my thigh.

It was only a kiss, but Darren, who had held back a lot from Vivi, seemed to enjoy the kiss, while Vivi could only surrender to the kiss with her eyes still open. Vivi realized that she had fallen into Darren's trap, and she couldn't do anything to cancel this marriage contract because the compensation Darren demanded from her was too big, and she couldn't pay it even if she used all the money she got from Lucas. So the only thing she could do now was to live her contract marriage life with Darren for the next three years by surrendering herself to be the man's sex slave.

I said, breaking the kiss, as I couldn't stare at him. "Wow! Ugly Freya just rejected a billionaire's kiss?" He asked with a smile on his face. Seemingly unembarrassed nor shy. "It's against the contract, Mr. Smith," I said slowly and quietly. "And what if the contract disappears?" He asked, as shock and confusion were written all over my face. But then, Michael would be hurt for the second time. The truth about my love life with Ambrose, his brother...

I accepted it now, reminding her that she had no choice but to be subject, she felt the truth of what he said, and her kiss only indicated her clear possession ، Feeling her fingers almost penetrated her ribs confirms the extent of his credibility with what he said from the beginning, confirming every word she read about the contract, proving his control over her since she put her feet home ، It was precisely at this moment that she learned that she was bargaining for everything he wanted Stay away from her to breathe from the severity of that kiss and its passion and look at her eyes with his dark eyes and his unbearable look, then whisper, forgiving his hot breath: \" This contract is co

And there was no turning back. Ash rose, slow and graceful. My blood still stained the corner of his mouth. He reached up, touching my jaw, tilting my face to meet his. Our breaths merged, only one decision away from something irreversible. His eyes glowed, and in a low voice, he whispered, “Let’s seal it. Seal this contract with a kiss.” He didn’t wait for permission. His lips pressed against mine in a slow, deep, certain motion—like he was stamping a seal no time, god, or hell could ever break.

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Some contracts are signed with ink. The most dangerous ones are signed with flesh and soul. Tonight’s confession is about a desperate young woman who entered a fake marriage with a dangerous mafia heir… only to discover the contract demanded something very real: her body, her womb, and her complete surrender. This one is dark, possessive, and brutally breeding-heavy. Here is the confession of “The Contract Wife.”

The city lights, which had been so beautiful the night before, were starting to fade, leaving only the tall silhouettes of buildings behind. "Kylie," Brown said, his voice low and steady. "I think we need to make a contract." Before she could react, his lips were already on hers-urgent, hungry, stealing her breath away. Kylie froze for a second, caught off guard, her hands gripping his towel tightly. Her face flushed crimson. Then, she gave in, matching his rhythm even as she struggled to breathe. 'Wait-what contract? He's not going to stop me from working, is he?'