All Chapters of Marriage Contract: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

GaelA child can be shaped in any way the adult wants. They can become a brutally aggressive thief or a mega-businessman. Or we can make him a cold and cruel murderer, an aggressor, a weak human being with no expectations... in short, adults take advantage of his innocence to shape him as they wish. I think as I watch my children together in a single cradle. Miran holds my index finger tightly, while I stroke Marie's fine hair.They are my everything! I think overflowing with love for them and frustrated, I think about what happened to me.I know why hypnotic therapy sessions have opened unimaginable doors for me, some difficult to bear and others that have shown how wrong I was about Donna D'Angelo. In all the vastness of a luxurious mansion, she was my only companion, the person who talked to me, who showed me the right way, who cared for me and gave me attention. Her love and affection were immeasurable and knowing that she endured Roland D'Angelo's mistreatment alone, just to keep

Ivy"Can you help me zip up my dress?" I ask, turning my back to my mother, who is joking with Marie on my bed, and facing the full-length mirror."Of course, dear!" I exhale forcefully and feel myself sweating with anxiety. "You need to relax, Ivy. This is not the end of the world," she reassures, standing behind me."I know, I know! But just thinking that Gael...""It will be beautiful, daughter, you'll see!" She smiles confidently, and I know she's right. It will be beautiful and... quite revealing too. "There, now let me see you!" She requests, and I open my arms slightly, turning to face her. Judy's eyes sparkle with happiness. "I'm so happy that you and Gael finally sorted things out! You couldn't waste such a beautiful love.""Thank you for not letting me mess it up, Mom! As always, you see beyond what we can see." I hug her affectionately and kiss her cheek. Someone knocks on the bedroom door, and I watch her wipe the corner of her eyes while maintaining a sweet smile on her l

GaelMoments before..."Max?" I speak as soon as he answers."What's up, Gael? Has it been enough time for you to miss me, damn it?" I roll my eyes at his rude grumbling."Quit being an idiot, Max!" I retort with humor. "I just wanted to ask you to check your email. I need you to prepare some contracts for tomorrow in the early hours. I sent a list with some details about the types of contracts for each of D'Angelo's new clients.""When exactly did you do that? Gael, it's eleven at night, damn it! Why don't you go make out with your wife?" I consider a comeback when I hear a female voice on the other end of the line."Max, aren't you coming?" I find myself smiling."Man, I'm a bit busy right now!" He whispers somewhat exasperated, and I realize he must be in someone's company tonight. It's not news that my lawyer is shameless, crazy about panties, but the fact is, he's as addicted to his work as I used to be to mine. No matter the day or time, he's always ready to act, and I always re

Ivy I don't know what to think anymore. My visit to the house office yielded nothing; Gael didn't have the decency to call me and say anything. My heart is burning with worry, and the day is already bright, yet I couldn't manage to sleep. I spent the whole night walking back and forth in the living room, and I confess I'm about to call the police. However, when the front door finally opens, and he walks in, I feel my poor, tormented heart race excessively. I can't tell if it's relief at seeing him alive and well or anger at disappearing for so long without a single word. Gael takes off a coat I don't recognize and gives me a tired look. His eyes don't hide his surprise, probably because it's only five in the morning, and I'm awake at this hour. Silently, he folds the coat and rests it on his forearm. After getting rid of his shoes, he walks into the room. "Why are you awake at this hour?" What? He must be joking! I grumble angrily and go after him like a runaway train, beginning to p

Paul Lincon She wants this, and I want it too. I think and lean in slowly, allowing myself to feel the gentle warmth coming from her lips, and the kiss almost happens. I said almost because I'm not crazy enough to start something I can't continue. So, I pull back just a little and slide down, while my bold hands insinuate touching the sides of her body. I watch her lift her head, close her eyes, and take a deep, heavy breath. What does she think I'm going to do? I can't help but smirk, and I start gathering the crumpled documents into a pile, lifting my body shortly afterward. However, when I look into her eyes, I see how heavy they are, but somewhat frustrated, I guess. I move away more and release the lock, and the door finally opens. "Have a great day at work, Miss Allen!" I know, I'm playing with fire, but in the game of love, anything goes, right? "Good morning, Mr. Lincon!" She says and exits. Ah, that formal tone drives me crazy! *** One week... "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Chloe lets