Will You Marry Me Under Contract Novels & Stories

"I just want to stay by your side until the child is born, and then I'll walk away from your life. Basically, I just need about 10 months." The room fell silent. "And you think my grandmother would let you walk away?" Kyle's voice was laced with skepticism. "She won't be able to do anything if we enter a contract marriage," I replied. Kyle's eyes widened. "Contract marriage?" he repeated. "Yes," I explained. "To her, we'll really get married, but between us, it'll just be a contract. We'll sign an agreement stating the terms, including the duration – 10 months – and when the contract ends, I'll leave you alone."

The words hung in the air like a grenade with a removed pin. I stared at him. "What?" "Three days," he repeated, as if I was simple. "We'll be married." "No." The refusal came out immediately. "No, absolutely not. The contract is enough, why on earth do we need to do a stupid- "The contract you signed includes a wedding," he cut me off calmly, picking his pen back up. "Having a legal marriage doesn't preclude an actual ceremony. In fact, I insist on one." "You insist?" I laughed, a sharp, brittle sound. "You don't get to insist anything with me. I'm not some possession you can just… just decree into existence. I didn't agree to a wedding, I agreed to a contract."

he glanced at me once again then off the road and stop the car when the light turned red. “But, I just couldn't get the idea of us… living in one roof. I mean, I'm not his responsibility after all. As if it's his fault that we married each other accidentally anyway. So, I think there's no used for us to live together. We're just married in paper anyway and no hard feelings,” I frown a bit thinking of me with my very own boss in my work under in the same roof. “But what if my brother really offers you to live with him? What will you say to him?” Ken, as the car moved when the light turned green. “Also, I knew my brother's up to something, now that you guys was stuck in that situation of marri

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

But wasn't that him violating our contract? The contract. There was something in the contract that I had totally forgotten about. “The contract is not valid until consummated." "Until we sleep together the marriage carries no legal weight. Every other clause is conditional on it. The whole document means nothing until that condition is met." I sat up straight as that conversation replayed in my mind. I was still obligated to sleep with Zane. That had to be the reason why he offered to marry me so quickly after I left Cole at the altar.

Then he opened a drawer and brought out a prepared document. He had already printed the contract. He was that sure. My heart pounded as he slid it across the table. “Read.” My hands trembled as I picked it up. Contract Marriage Agreement — Duration: 12 months. Clauses. Rules. Boundaries. Responsibilities. Financial compensation that made my head spin. This was real. Terrifyingly real. “Why me?” I asked again, softly. “Because you look like a woman the public will trust,” he said. “And because you have nothing tying you down.”

I pulled back before he could look up again, my fingers tightening around the contract as I looked down at it. I could still tear it up. I could walk into Dominic's office, throw it on his desk and tell him exactly what I thought of the ridiculous clause he had added. That would be the sensible thing to do. Instead, I stared at the contract for another few seconds before letting out a frustrated breath. Why was I making this so complicated? One kiss that had happened between two people who were legally married, even if our marriage was nothing more than a contract. I looked down the balcony, Dominic was no longer in sight. Then I looked back down at the contract.

"There is no us. I barely know you." "And I know you well enough to choose you anyway." "This is insane. You and your brother can't just decide to use my financial situation as some kind of game. Is this a bet? Are the two of you toying with me? What exactly are you hiding?" "I'm not hiding anything. Marry me for two years. After that, we divorce, amicably, and you walk away with everything you need." "A contractual marriage with an expiration date." She shook her head. "How ridiculous does that sound out loud?” She raised a brow, “You can't just buy people because you happen to have the money."

“If I get married I can go out freely, at least let me out, I agree!” After seeing the invitation on the table, Ella's heart cooled down, it doesn't matter who she marries now, not equal to marrying him for two years. Two years from now, she will use his money to earn money to take care of herself, giving birth to him, she will calculate later. She did not hesitate to sign the contract, he sat on the sofa with satisfaction, as long as he wanted what he wanted, he would get it by any means. "You hurry up and take a shower, your body smells."

and I was expecting that to happen so I just smile I noticed he was surprised with my reactions so I told him I want it that way!... "How about a contract marriage?" I suggest he reluctantly agreed and I list down my conditions this relationship between us would end up by me I will get to decide how long we would have to pretend for this fake marriage... I insisted not to register this but he said we should because his father was scrutinize about every little details and we would instantly got caught if we made a simple mistake so I agreed. He said he just wants me to behave and never be seen with other guy as it would ruined our marriage that was a talk of the town!... I clearly get his mea