Will You Marry Me Under Contract Novels & Stories

Grace stared at the document, dread settling deep in her stomach. Is this where he offers me money to disappear? “I know this may sound crazy,” Nelson began calmly, “but I want us to get married. For real.” Grace’s head shot up, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What?” “It’ll be a contract marriage,” he explained. “Three years. Once the contract ends, you’ll be free to go your own way, and I’ll go mine.” The words sent her spiraling. “Why?” she croaked.

"Bring your witness tomorrow. We should register the marriage on time." "Yes. Wait! You want to get married?" "Do I have a choice? You made a contract with me that has been legally terminated. And now I'm making a deal with you. The marriage will end anytime I want it to, and you have no say in it. Hope you agree with that."

"We're married, Maximus. And you know we'll fight about that bow-legged woman, but you didn't tell me you were together here. If I did that to you, wouldn't you be angry?" "What, you'll go to that, Jason?" he asked angrily. "See, you're already fuming. What if you experienced what I witnessed and heard in the elevator earlier?" I countered. "We may not love each other, but while our contract is in effect, ensure you respect our relationship. You wanted this marriage, not me. Our contract should have been limited in bed, but you complicated things." "So, is it my fault? I was just thinking about you when I made that offer," he replied.

PARTIES: Party A Doctor Heath Godric Age: 44 years old Occupation: Dentist PARTY B Florence Emry Age: 20 years old Occupation: College Student RECITALS: * Both Party A and Party B wish to establish a contractual marriage with the primary objectives of securing financial advantages and enhancing Doctor Heath Godric’s reputation. * This agreement is a formal legal contract between Party A and Party B, explicitly stating that it does not constitute a genuine marriage. Neither party needs, expects or requires romantic love or sexual intimacy from the other. TERMS AND CONDITIONS: Duration: This contract shall remain in effect for five years or sixty months and to be extended for renewal.

He stated, I nodded at him as a go sign for him to continue what he was saying. "Just like what I said, I will pay for your sisters hospital bill." He said and he's waiting for my comment to what he says. "You mean all of it?" I cautiously asked him. "Yes, I'll pay all of it, in exchange you need to marry me, don't worry it's just a two year contract because once my girlfriend I mean ex-girlfriend come back I will immediately file a divorce papers." He stated and I just nodded my head to him.

I replied and took out a paper from his back pocket. “You only need to get married to me on paper whereas this will be a contract marriage between us,” I told her and stretched forth the paper for her to take. “And what is that?” she asked. “Get married to me for a year and after a year, you are free to go anywhere you want. I need to honour my father's wishes and I know your father will clearly agree to this.” I explained, and her lips parted, which I knew she was going to argue. “You will be compensated at the end of the contract. Let me know if it's a deal.”

"Yes. The earlier the better." "I guess you can arrange a wedding in a day if you're super rich." "No. Not the wedding. The contract." How could she think I'd marry her in such a rushed manner. "ohh!" she nodded. "The contract is between us and doesn't concern any other person. Once you sign it you're already my wife. I'd organize the wedding later." I explained. ***** Finally, everything is working out like I planned. I collapsed onto my bed, and dialed my lawyers number.

" Yes but not get fucking married to you." " Did you even read any part of the contract?" I closed my eyes letting out a frustrated sigh. I just realized that I had really entered this without thinking. I gulped in fear, was that in the contract? Why didn't I read it? I wasn't really thinking straight. " No I didn't." " Well it was stated in the contract that we could get married if need be." It is one thing to be a contract lover but being a wife and having a wedding was on another level.

“His brother literally took advantage of me, impregnated me and ran off without looking back, then eight years later he shows up and claim to be in love with me? Ohh please! “ I seethed. “Where was he the entire eight years? Scheming and planning how to arrange a contract marriage with me! Ontop of the whole thing, he still used me to get his inheritance, I just ….” I trailed off realizing I had exposed myself finally to Manuel. “Hold up …. Contract marriage? Inheritance? What are you talking about?!” Manuel asked at once. I exhaled deeply, well I’m out completely now, there’s no need to lie about anything again. “Yeah. We were practically strangers. I agreed to marry him on the condition th

He didn't want that. “We’re going to be married soon. Don’t you think we should try and see how much sexual compatibility there is between us?” she argued, blinking back tears, not understanding how he could refuse her so quickly. “Marissa, this is a contract marriage. Even though we have to perform the act of sex with each other, it doesn’t mean that we’ll be anything more than civil. You don’t have to go to such extreme lengths either. Until the wedding, I’m not going to…” he trailed off at the look in her eyes.