契約恋人 Novels & Stories

cool car guy" who made me a job offer last month? - I asked, making quotation marks in the air. - The crazy guy who asked you to have his child? Yes I do, why? - So... And that, I kind of... - Lisa? What's wrong? - Miguel asked looking at me curiously and I could almost see the cogs in his brain moving to try to put the pieces of the puzzle together. - Okay - I got up the courage, - Here goes! After the whole thing last month I thought I didn't get pregnant, but the truth is that I found out a few days ago that I actually, with all my bad luck, ended up pregnant by a stranger. So now I am in the middle of a kind of contract with him because the child is his and I am just the "surrogate". So

"Adam." I cried, feeling the unusual and hot sensation of his touches, of his warm tongue that travelled from my neck back into my mouth where he wrestled his tongue with mine. It was such a euphoric moment and not one of us wants to stop being bound by it. I put my arms behind his neck when he lets go of my hair and he pulls away. I was running out of breath and so did he, but that magic bewitching us both into such a state never disappears from our eyes.

For a few minutes he just lingered there by my door, hesitant, even though I’d basically dismissed him. He then dropped the silence and finally spoke. ‘I also wanted to let you know I have another proposal for you. I was thinking that after the feast this evening it would be the perfect opportunity to introduce you to a fellow wolf from the pack Starry Banes? Their pack resides not too far from ours, just at the bottom of the mountains. He’s a charming young gentlemen and his name is Milano. I’m certain you’ll like this one!’ He said, some what excitedly.

He had me by the throat and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I had totally forgotten all about the contract and now my hands are tied. I sank into my seat as I felt the tears form in my eyes. ‘Why the f*ck am I crying?’ I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and exhaled. ‘This is only for a while. The contract is to last for a year, right? You got this. You can do this, Jade.’ ‘He wants to see you break but don’t let him get to you. All you have to do is be good at your job and avoid him, you’ll be fine.’

Liam and Aaliyah had been together and there's no saying they didn't have sex but because we hadn't marked each other yet, we were planning on that, and having the mating ceremony when it had all went south. "Well, I can see Ryker is still at work." She grinned as she watched me writhe in pain. "Come on, let's go, Will," she said as she began to walk away. "And oh, Rowena. I was the one who told Ryker you are from the Shadow pack" she said before walking away, edging close to the door. It was then it hit me.

“Then you just… kept staying.” “I didn’t have a choice, Clara. You know that.” “Now you do.” A small, genuine smile touched my lips. “Yes. Now I do.” She reached across the scarred wooden table and squeezed my hand, her grip warm and grounding. “So, what’s the endgame? You just vanish from the great Adrian Michael’s life forever? Like a ghost finally finding peace?” “That’s exactly the plan.” “And the money?” Clara’s brow furrowed slightly. “The ten million. It’s supposed to be transferred the moment the contract expires, right?”

“That’s perfect. Use that tomorrow.” We finish the run-through. First date. First kiss. Every milestone carefully crafted to withstand Marcus Knight’s interrogation. By the time we’re done, the lies feel like memories. “One last thing,” Victor says. “Marcus will ask about intentions. Long term plans. Zara?” I hesitate. The contract says six months. But in this story, we’re in love. “I say I’m taking it one day at a time. That we’re building something real and I’m not rushing it.”

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

I clench my hands, trying to calm my anger. After a few minutes, my assistant comes with contract papers, which Grace has sent. She handovers me the papers and leaves. I lock the door and settle down on the sofa to read it. I don’t trust that girl to sign the contract without reading it thoroughly. Jace watches me silently, concern etched on his face. He knows that I’m not the type to enter a contract marriage. But he also knows that I am a man of my word, and once I’ve decided, there’s no turning back.