Will You Marry Me Under Contract Novels & Stories

RACHEL’S POV “What did you do?” Leo asked, his tone platonic but I could sense the underlying annoyance in his voice. “I did what I could. If we both act as a married couple for just 100 days, then Max Zenin will either invest in my company or yours at the end of it,” I said, folding my arms defensively. I had hoped he would understand, but his expression told me otherwise.

“What deal?” “We'll tie the knot for the sake of our fathers, but after marriage, we'll have no claims on each other. Our lives will be ours to live as we please. Let's commit to a three-month marriage contract, and once that's done, we part ways. This way, we can put an end to our fathers' relentless push for us to marry.” She proposes, raising my anger. “Shut up. Marriage might be a joke to you, Miss Grace, but not to me. Find someone else to sign this deal with." Her expression turns to a frown as I reject her offer.

The black lace nightgown was so pitifully lacking in fabric that even the most important place could not be covered. This proves that… Maddy thought she was holding a hot sweet potato, which made her blush. She felt like a lowly prostitute who use any tricks to please her guests. Of course, in reality, Marsha hated her coming into her life, but because of the marriage problems between the two families, Marsha still tried to think of all sorts of ways to make Maddy stay in bed to please Lukas. The so-called marriage is just a physical transaction, just like half a month ago she exchanged her first night for a million.

"Then tell me your conditions." I took a slow breath, steadying myself. This wasn't a proposal, it was a contract. "First," I said, my voice firm, "this marriage is strictly business, no love and no romance should come between us. We'll live as husband and wife in name only. We'll share a last name, power, and common enemy, nothing else.” Something flickered in his eyes, but he didn't interrupt, he just nodded. "Secondly," I continued, "you'll never touch me, unless I allow you to.

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?

, he said exaggerating the last word. "I want to see him", I said. "No. We will go to my home. You will play the part of my nice wife. You can go tomorrow after our wedding night", he said. "I didn't sign up for wedding night. This is a contract. Not a real marriage", I said. "Stop talking. We are getting noticed. It is stipulated in the contract by the way. I need an heir. I have money. I'm not going to marry again for the sake of getting a child", he said.

He asks, “Because if you would, then let’s just forget about it and just let your wolf go berserk and destroy anything that stood in her way.” He was about to stand up and leave but I held on to his arm. I was desperate. If Mikey decided to come tomorrow and my wolf was in the state that she was in. I’m afraid that Mikey would misunderstand that my wolf doesn’t like him. “I’ll listen,” I said softly. “Okay,” DK said as he sat in front of me, “contracted marriage is not like the usual marriage that you know. Yes, they will be married, but it would only be because of the contract that they have agreed on,” DK started to explain once again.

My suspicion grew as he adjusted his seat, eyes now levelling with mine. " It's a contract more or less. A marriage contract" I paused, waiting for him to burst into laughter and tell me I was so gullible. Maybe this was part of a TV prank for the company's daily channel. But he didn't. " Wait...what?!" I asked in surprise. " What don't you understand? You marry me and I pay off every single loan you have acquired. Marrying me will come with its perks too". At that moment, it was almost like a scale fell off my eyes.

Who does he think he is? Without another word, he stretches the envelope to me. I rip it open and pull out a document. A marriage contract. I can’t help the laugh that rips past my throat. “What the hell is this?” “The wedding won’t hold if you don’t sign that.” I scan through the document. The contract has a lot of terms. Rain states them as I read. “We’ll be married on paper only. We will give everybody a show, my father included, just like you want.”

"You need money and I need a wife." She stared at me and then started laughing, the kind of hysterical laughter that people do when they've gone past crying into something else. "You're joking, this has to be a joke." "I'm completely serious." I pulled out the contract my lawyer had drawn up three days ago just in case. "Marry me tonight, stay married for eighteen months, and I'll clear your debt plus give you five thousand pounds a month." "You're insane." But she was looking at the contract now. "Why would you need to pay someone to marry you?"