All Chapters of A contract in Dubai: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1The Mysterious ManHazelI always drive at a speed of seventy miles per hour, but tonight is different. Aziz's henchmen want to catch me at any cost. I weave through cars on the crowded streets. I don't know how I haven't run over anyone yet, but now, my life comes first. I can't remember how I got myself into this damn debt, but I'll get out of it. I'll find a way to do so but right now, I need to escape alive.Luckily I am excellent behind the wheels, otherwise I would have killed myself. The police haven't been called yet because the ones chasing me don't want to involve them. I look in the rearview mirror, feeling the sweat dripping down my forehead. How frustrating! How frustrating Aziz is! He promised to protect me! He promised he wouldn't charge what I owe so soon! Damn it, my nail almost broke while shifting gears, but Aziz's Volvo chasing me is so fast compared to my cheap car that I am sure I have no chance. I'll have to dance for free at the club for a year to pa

Chapter 3Proposal in DubaiJonathanAll I need tonight is a hot shower and a peaceful, comfortable night's sleep in the king-sized bed I chose. However, today it is not possible because I have to attend the damn opening party of my own company. I opted for a cheap decoration just to please the old men who are going to drool over the belly dancers I hired for a presentation. It is a common habit of Dubai culture to have this kind of entertainment. It doesn't matter if there's a great inauguration cake or people hanging from the ceiling. The old Englishmen from the construction business are excited about the hip-swinging girls as if they've never seen one before.That night, I feel a craving for sex. Dirty and indecent sex. However, my priorities come first. Being a dominant, I desire to have a submissive of my own, someone who obeys me, enjoys the dominance, and loves her Master. And that comes before sex. I take a good look on the internet searching for a discreet brothel in Dubai,

Chapter 5Black and RedJonI drive Dubai´s streets in my brand-new Hyundai Azera. I bought this car at a car fair as soon as I arrived. Aziz Kumar Al-Hashidi is my closest contact in the Emirates. It's all his fault that I bought a Hyundai. I needed a car, nothing too flashy, but this black sedan with tinted windows got my attention. It felt like it was saying, "take me." Just like Samira. As soon as I got into that car, I felt at home. I expected to feel the same with the dancer. I can't help but smile slyly, a mischievous idea dancing in my thoughts!"Jonathan, you're not worth a penny...." an ex-girlfriend would say. And she was right. By feminine standards of romance and such things as relationships, I'm worthless. And I don't even want to be valued in that way. Nowadays, I need to sign “dating contracts” to protect myself better from women. My only problem is that I don't date, and that's why Aziz Kumar was so important when it came to finding a cheap girl. Three thousand dollar

Chapter 7 Atmosphere Jon I chose the perfect Armani suit for the meeting with Samira, or Hazel; I don't even know what to call her. It's an extremely elegant pinstriped suit. I remember well when I bought this suit. The saleswoman gave me her personal number on the back of the store card. There was no other way; I had to f*ck her in the parking lot. Women are like that, they love money. If the money comes with a young guy, even better. After all, why not combine the best of both worlds? But men are like that too. As I adjust the brown tie over the white shirt, tying it tightly, I remember how many times men have hit on me as well. I always politely declined or showed that it wasn't my inclination. This is one of the reasons why I need a contract with this girl. We, dominators, are known in our "habitat," that is, the clubs and houses we frequent.Dubai is a new world. I am a total unknown here. Illustrious, but un

Chapter 9A million dirhams for your thoughtsJonThe table is set for the two of us. Obviously, my spot is reserved. I've had a permanent place at Atmosphere since I arrived, after all, a man who pays in cash is always welcome.. They always offer me card machines to make my life easier, but in reality, few things make me use credit cards. I like to control the money going out and coming in. Much more of it is going out, and that's one of the reasons why I prefer to use my dirhams*.Atmosphere is a beautiful restaurant on the 122nd floor of the Burj Khalifa. Everything in Dubai is extravagant, as desired by the Sheikh. Restaurants are no different. It offers a panoramic view of the entire city and a decor that blends bold design with the antiquated. Wooden tables and leather-upholstered seats, but the ceiling with beams resembling golden steel. A very nice place to take a very beautiful woman like her. I help her descend the stairs, and she seems to be en