계약관계 Novels & Stories

It was a legal agreement that formalized our bond, removing the distinction between guardian and ward and creating a permanent, unbreakable link under the law. “You need to understand,” Theron had told me as we signed the papers, “this is not something I do lightly. It is meant to keep you safe, and to keep the systems stable. But I promise you, I will never use this bond to control you. Whatever happens, you will always have your own choice.”

Only two days ago, no one knew my name. Now strangers were waiting outside just to take my picture. Jaxon walked farther into the room before placing the brown file on the small table beside the sofa. “I came because of this.” I looked at the file. “What’s that?” “A contract.” I blinked. “A contract?” He nodded once. “I’d like you to read it before we talk.” Confused, I picked up the file. The words printed neatly across the first page immediately caught my attention. Relationship Agreement My heart skipped.

I felt him chuckle as he stepped closer. "Ruby! Cassy! It's good to see you again." Varg called as he strode towards us. We introduced him to Don, Scarlett and Mac. Varg seemed excited to meet them too even though he already knew Scarlett. After the introductions, Varg turned to face the still quiet bar. "Riders, this is Ruby, Cherry's daughter and Cassy is her stepdaughter, they will be treated as one of us from this moment on" he yelled.

Because she didn't grasp the man's point of view. Arthur could have let her live blissfully with the baby in her womb if he had wanted to. But he went to such lengths to obtain her approval. "This contract marriage will do you no damage, Milly. It will benefit both you and your mum. You won't have to strain to pay for your mother's therapy. Your life is also protected. You can use my fortune to support yourself and your mother, but more importantly, my mother wants a grandchild, and it's in your womb. You should not be concerned; this marriage contract will not damage anyone. You are not required to fulfill the duties of a wife, and neither am I. Marriage binds us solely on paper. Marriage b

-- "In the midst of the ocean, where so many times I have been yours for hire, allow me to be yours for love." That's it! The other times what we were together was a contract we had signed, something pre-written that said we should pretend to love each other in front of others. An agreement that brought us closer together, he because he didn't want to be humiliated and I because I needed money. I won't lie and deny it, I was there for the high amount he promised me, the fiery moments were only benefits. Our relationship was of golden interest; interest in the other's body, interest in the contract.

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"In terms of relationship policy. If two colleagues were to become romantically involved, what would be the firm's position?" Marcus leaned back in his chair. "Are we speaking hypothetically?" he asked. "No," I said. "We're speaking about Eli and me. We're in a relationship. And I want to know if that's a professional conflict." Eli's expression shifted into something like shocked. Like he couldn't believe I was being this direct. "As long as it doesn't compromise the work," Marcus said carefully, "and you both maintain professional standards at the office, there's no firm policy against it. People work with their partners successfully all the time."

"Then again, how could you when your relationship with Maximus is just a contract? I didn't expect it to last this long. You told me I only had to wait six months, and you'd leave my grandson." I looked up at her, surprised by what she said. Contract? Is my relationship with Maximus just a contract? "Why do you look so surprised? So, you don't remember anything, and something happened to you while you were away? Have you also forgotten what you really look like? Wait, are you even the real Sarina, the one my grandson married, or are you just an impostor?" she asked quickly. Still, none registered with me except for the word "contract." Why didn't Maximus tell me about this?

“Yes, he wants me to be his woman. But only on paper. Which means I would have to sign an agreement with him that would last for a period of time.” “I still don’t get it,” I sigh in frustration. “Aren’t you listening to me, Sarah? You know what, think of it as a business deal between a potential client and a company. Now to ensure that deal comes into place, the company and the client would sign a written agreement to document the terms of the deal. Does that make sense to you?” Her face brightens a little in realization. “Oh,” she says. “So you mean you two would have to sign an agreement that would ensure you both would be in a relationship, is that it?”