When My Contract Husband Falls For Me Novels & Stories

I was going to ignore him. He moved toward the bed. I flinched a little. Not letting him touch me. He paused. “I was never supposed to fall for you, Ava,” he said finally. “That’s what she meant. The contract... it was real...in the beginning but not anymore. I swear.” The word contract replayed in my head. Contract.....Marriage.....Fake. I turned my head away. “I should’ve told you earlier. I wanted to. But everything happened so fast... I didn’t want to hurt you. Then I almost lost you.”

The surprise in his feature gave me the answer to what he was thinking about me. Such a pity. “What?” I asked, coming down from my high. “You think I’d run around spreading my legs wide while engaged to your brother? I stayed loyal to our relationship.” In his stunned state, I quietly worked my way out of his grip back to my seat, huffing. “And trust me, I tried to get laid even once while you were away, but no one seems to be interested in me. I get it. Not even my future husband wants me, so why would they? Someone else is keeping him occupied, I’m afraid.” I sighed in resignation. “Don’t worry, I’ll find my fill before we get married, X. And don’t think for a second that I’m marrying you

as if unveiling a secret world meant only for us. I lay on a sumptuous bed, still trying to process the whirlwind of emotions while scrolling through social media updates. The remnants of scandal and gossip clung to every post, but all that faded when I felt a gentle touch on my back. Lucas’s lips traced a warm path along my neck, and despite my protests—reminding myself that this was just a contract—his soft, commanding whisper broke through: "I'm your husband now. This is more than a contract to me."

I swallowed a lump of saliva. He was so sexy and hot. I imagined my fingers digging into his packs and his silky smooth hair. I couldn't take my eyes away from him for a second. He didn't notice because I don't want him to. I felt like getting him to do shit with me. For him to take me but that wasn't possible. He wasn't my real husband. It was just a contract.

He had me by the throat and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I had totally forgotten all about the contract and now my hands are tied. I sank into my seat as I felt the tears form in my eyes. ‘Why the f*ck am I crying?’ I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and exhaled. ‘This is only for a while. The contract is to last for a year, right? You got this. You can do this, Jade.’ ‘He wants to see you break but don’t let him get to you. All you have to do is be good at your job and avoid him, you’ll be fine.’

The woman's face turned white and she almost collapsed to the floor. Gary was also startled and when he saw the work contract that belonged to him being taken away, he said with trembling lips, "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, it turns out that it's the Executive Boss of the K Group, it's because we have eyes and don't recognize him. The women's brains exploded, the other party was actually the Executive Boss! Wouldn't they be screwed? Her husband had been having a hard time finding a job, and the suit he was wearing today was still borrowed, with tags he hadn't dared to remove.

“Useful? Is that all I am to you? A tool? Something to show off in front of your investors?” His jaw tightened. He stepped closer, towering over me, his cologne too sharp and suffocating. “Yes. That’s exactly what you are. That’s what you agreed to when you married me. Or did you think this was a fairytale?” “I married you because I loved you,” I shot back, voice cracking. “Because I thought you loved me too.” His lips twisted into a cruel smile. “Love is for fools. You should’ve known better.” My heart clenched. I stared at him, searching for the man I once knew - the man who once held me close, whispered promises, made me laugh under the stars.

He went silent for a moment “Say it” “If you ever find out I'm telling the truth and your girlfriend is cheating on you then you’ll have to become my doting husband till this contract is over” I saw the twitch in his eyes, the mixed expression. He's going to say no, I just knew he will, “Deal”

“We agreed on a contract marriage. A business deal. No… no feelings. No mess.” He studied me, quiet for a long moment. Then he tilted his head. “And what if I don’t want just a contract anymore?” “Excuse me?” “What if I want something more?” “Don’t say that. You are not serious.” “But I am.” His voice was even, too fucking even. “I’ve been serious for a lot longer than you think. Face it man. We’ve done things to each other we can’t just walk away from. Things that even pornstars would be jealous of. Look at us. We’re both handsome, rich, talented and we do well in bed.”

She laughed again. I stood up. Walked around the table, and got down on one knee. Rosa came out of the kitchen. The other couples turned to look. I didn't care. I pulled the box from my pocket. Opened it. "Amelia Brooks," I said. "I know we signed a contract. I know we said one year. I know this is fast and crazy and probably a little stupid." The diamond caught the candlelight. "But I don't want a contract marriage," I said. "I want a real one. With you."