Will You Marry Me Under Contract Novels & Stories

Marrying him was the only way forward, unless. "Alright, we'll get married - but only under a legal contract," I decided. "What?" I asked, confused by the unexpected proposal. "You want to become CEO, right? Then let's make a deal. For a year, I'll help you get to the top like you've always wanted. At the end of that time, you'll walk away with the job and title, and I'll walk away from this marriage. What do you say?" he replied. He paused in thought before nodding. "That's an interesting idea. Though we should keep this between us for now. No need to involve others in our private agreement."

“It's better than actually getting married, right?” A contract? He's suppose to get married using a contract? “How did you say it works again?” Michael let out a sigh “it's simple, you and your chosen lady sign the contract that states that the marriage lasts for only 6 months. During that time, you should be able to get the company and right after, it dissolves" “A contract means money, Michael. This contract says 5 million dollars. I'm not giving my money to any lady” he made it clear

"These are the terms and conditions of our agreement." Back in the solitude of my home, I sank onto the couch and unfolded the contract. The legal jargon sprawled across the pages, outlining a rigid framework: 1. **Duration**: The marriage would endure for one year from the date of signing. 2. **Residency**: I was required to reside exclusively with Zack at his designated home for the entire duration of the marriage. 3. **Public Appearance**: Zack and I must appear together publicly at least once a month, maintaining the facade of a committed couple.

What an asshole! "And you're not my type either," I retorted, masking the strange hurt I felt. "Good," he responded. "Because what I'm proposing is a contract marriage." "A contract marriage?" "Exactly. It's an agreement where two people..." "I know what a contract marriage is," I snapped at him. "And why are you under the illusion that I'd be interested in entering a contract marriage with you or anyone at all?" "Because you need money and I've got money," he replied, being his usual cocky self.

He said, and I smiled weakly at him. “I have no plan on getting involved with him. Yes, we will be married, but only in name.” “What if he demands more? Will you—” I chimed in, “He won’t. I will make sure he understands that. We signed a contract before, and I think it might work out,” I insisted, even though I don’t believe we would manage. “Fine. Let’s say we do this. You marry him. What about everyone else? Are you just going to move back? Start living your life and—”

"Hmm." "Although I browsed it, and I saw that contracts are meant to expire. Is marriage contracts any different?" Leo blinked in thought. "Um, I think my and mommy's cases are different." Aria nodded. "OK, but what if it has an expiry date, does it mean you, and mom is not married?" Leo frowned, absorbed in thought at the statement. He has never thought about that. Never. He rubbed his hand on her back. "Stop thinking too much, princess. That's not something you should be thinking about."

Sebastian said. "I do not understand," said Charlotte. "It's simple. We get married just to get our families off our backs and we'll go our separate ways after a year. That way, we won't be breaching the term of the contract," Sebastian explained. Charlotte could see what Sebastian was driving at. If they got married, then they would fulfill the terms of the contract. The contract didn't say that they would have to be together for life. It only said that they had to get married to each other.

I know I have such a good and sexy body. “What are you waiting for? I still have a lot of things to do. Let’s go. ” I can’t help but frown. "Where's the contract?" I asked him. Because I can't get married without knowing the content of the contract. He turned to me and frowned. "Oh, what? What do you want to happen? I will marry you without knowing what our agreement is? ” I raised an eyebrow at him before folding my arms. He smiled so I frowned.

I blurted out before I could stop myself. My dad nodded. “The wedding is in two weeks.” “Fuck this!.” She got on her feet. “I’m not getting married to some loser. I’m not getting married just because you failed to save your company the normal way. I’m getting out of here.” “There are consequences.” Mom said quickly just before Chloe could turn her back to leave. “We signed a document, documents. And it said that if we failed to fulfill our part of the contract, both your father and I would have to give up everything we own, including this house and failure to do that would lead us to prison.”

“Charles, don’t you remember? I'm your wife, we just got married a few days ago. Or is marriage only a game for you? You mean you can have or abandon me whenever you like?” Out of exhaustion or maybe because he was drunk, Charles seemed to have completely lost consciousness. “Marriage?” He drunkenly looked at Sarah. “What is marriage? Is it good? Or is it just a paper? Do you think we must be together after registering? Sarah, did you really think I would be with one woman all of my life? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!” He laughed loudly.