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I shook my head, "I'd rather have nothing in my bank account and be happy, than be a millionaire and be abused and terrorised by a man." "So what does your contract say?" "Contract? What contract?" "The marriage contract. The one most of us sign that tells us the agreements, silly things like 'will go to social events with me' or some messy shit like that." "We don't have one." "Ok, that's a bit weird. So what are you going to do?" "About what? The wedding? Oh, just not pitch?"

“Who says it isn’t? Aside from not having a wedding ceremony or wearing rings, what part of it isn’t real?” “The contract we signed is proof that it isn't!” I shot back. “So what? We still have a wedding certificate, don't we? That evens it out.” He tilted his head, unconcerned. Annoyed, I yanked my hand from his grip—only for him to catch it again and pull me closer. “Valeria,” he said, voice lower. “A contract is signed at the mutual consent of two people. Likewise, it can be nullified the same way.”

and Peony Sinclair, hereinafter referred to as "Party B." Recitals: Whereas, both Party A and Party B acknowledge that the purpose of this agreement is strictly for a contract marriage devoid of romantic attachment or intent to establish a genuine marital relationship; Therefore, in consideration of the mutual covenants contained herein and for other good and valuable consideration, the receipt and sufficiency of which are hereby acknowledged, both parties agree as follows: Terms and Conditions: 1. Purpose: The primary purpose of this contract marriage is to fulfill specific legal, financial, or social obligations without any intention of establishing a genuine marital relationship.

He explained. "I don't understand, our wedding is a contract, it's not like it's an actual wedding where you are tied to me forever, this wedding is just my ticket out of my parent's house for the last year of my life," I reminded him. "This isn't about that, I know it's a contract but I should have been informed about the wedding date," He said.

"Leela said, ''The second thing is the contract signing this is vow between both of you, the contract sign will have a term that both you in Nolan will agree too. Then there will be rules that you and the king will have to make.''Leela said. " Excuse me what do you mean by rules," Erza said, '' Well to put it simply there will be rules in your relationship that will be set, breaking the rules will void the contract which means you won't be married anymore. "Leela said, ''However, the person much which break the arrangement off first otherwise you will be still married. "Leela said,

he smirked knowing what she had called for "Tell Mr Hayes that I agree to marry him” “Ok miss, would it be possible for you to come to the company tomorrow to sign the contract” “Ok, I’ll be there" "Ok miss , have a good night” “ Good choice, here” Ryan brings out a file from his drawer and hands it to Lia “You should read the contract. The time frame for the contract is 3 years after that we get a divorce and go our separate ways” Ryan explained. “Oh” Lia says as she reads the contract that was handed to him. “So like do we have a real wedding with guests and all”. She asked

Waiting. My hands shook as I turned to the first page of the contract, the paper crisp and official-looking. At the top, in bold letters: MARRIAGE AGREEMENT BETWEEN DAMIAN ALEXANDER COLE AND SCARLET MARIE HAYES. Seeing our names together like that made something twist in my chest. "Let's go through the terms," Marcus said, his voice carefully neutral. "Page one outlines the basic structure. This is an eighteen-month contractual marriage with the option to renew if both parties agree."

Sarina “What does this mean? Why do we need to get married?” I asked in surprise. I did ask myself whether I would let myself get touched by someone who is not my husband, but it never occurred to me that he would include the word marriage in our agreement. “You’ve seen and read it already; why must you ask?” “I still don’t understand. We are talking about marriage, sir. It’s a life-long relationship and not some casual housemate thing,” I explained.

He whispers without looking at me, but I quickly glance at him and, not knowing what to say, turn my gaze back to the priest. ... "I now pronounce you husband and wife!" These final words definitively closed my shackles. I know very well it's not a real marriage, and everything in this temple is just a simple act. However, all the rules of this contract literally bind me to the D'Angelo surname, and every step of mine will be dictated by the stunningly beautiful and annoyingly sexy man beside me. My eyes fixate on the white gold ring on my ring finger and the delicate and beautiful solitary stone, large enough that I know, is every bride's desire to receive. Then, I slide the wide band ring

I sat across from him, fingers cold, lips pressed tight. Koven Elrik Mavros. He didn’t smile. Didn’t offer his hand. Just nodded at the man beside him, and the lawyer placed a thick folder in front of me. “Read it,” Koven said, voice low and disinterested, as if this wasn’t the beginning of something that would ruin both our lives. My eyes scanned the first page. MARRIAGE CONTRACT AGREEMENT Between Mr. Koven Elrik Mavros and Ms. Zephyra Aislyn Corvan