All Chapters of A Contract Not To Fall In Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

They entered the grand mansion, Ivy's face lit up with joy, and she sprinted towards Lucas, throwing her arms around him in a tight embrace. "Brother, oh my God, where the hell have you been? I've been waiting for you for so long!"Lucas chuckled, hugging her back warmly, while Julian smiled, happy to see his sister so carefree. However, Ethan's expression turned stern, his voice firm. "Behave and watch your language, Ivy. This isn't Eldrida, and we didn't send you to study abroad in Valtoria just to pick up their habits. Remember your roots."Ivy's bright smile faltered and her face paled, as if Ethan's words had sucked the happiness out of her. "Sorry, brother," she mumbled, her eyes downcast.Ethan's expression softened slightly, but his tone remained firm. "In my office, now. There's something important to discuss." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Ivy looking crestfallen.Julian stepped forward, his voice gentle. "Baby, don't be sad. He's happy you're home; he just w

The dinner table fell silent as the door swung open, and a tall, imposing figure strode in, carrying several sleek black boxes. Victor's most trusted associate, Liam, flashed a charming smile, his eyes gleaming with excitement."Good evening, everyone," Liam announced, his deep voice commanding attention. "Mr. Blackwood has sent a selection of rings for the future Mrs. Blackwood to choose from."Ethan's brow furrowed, his voice laced with disapproval. "What's the meaning of this?"Liam's smile never wavered. "Mr. Blackwood wishes for Ivy to select her engagement ring, a symbol of their commitment."Julian snorted, his disgust evident. "How romantic, a ring chosen by the groom, how quaint."Lucas shot Julian a warning glance, but Ivy's voice cut through the tension, firm and resolute."Take it all back; I don't want any of it."Liam's smile faltered for a moment before he regained his composure. "But, Ivy, you haven't even seen the rings."Ivy's response was icy. "I won't wear a ring c

The function drew to a close. Victor's voice cut through the din of conversation, his words dripping with an air of possessiveness. "So now that Ivy has become half 'Blackwood', her safety is my responsibility."Julian's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "What do you want to say, Victor?"Victor's smile was smooth and calculated. "Ivy will stay with me from now on."Julian's laughter was incredulous. "What nonsense? She won't live with you; you're not married yet."Victor's eyes glinted with amusement. "Yes, but if not today, then it will happen soon. And I don't trust Smith's securities, so..."Julian's face twisted in rage, his fists clenched at his sides. He took a step forward, but Ethan's hand shot out, grasping his arm."Let her go, Julian," Ethan warned, his voice low and urgent.But Julian shook him off, his eyes blazing with fury. "What the f*vk you, Victor?"Ethan's grip tightened, holding Julian back. "She will go," he said, his voice firm.Julian's face co

Ivy's smile grew wider as she set her belongings in Victor's bathroom, her mind racing with mischief. "Perfect, mean Victor," she whispered to herself. "Who do you think you are, wanting me to stay with you, then why did we stay in separate rooms? I am your fiancé, after all."As she finished unpacking, Ivy's thoughts turned to Maria's words: "Sir likes to be neat about his things; he doesn't like his things messed up." A sly smile spread across her face as she remembered the warning.After her shower, Ivy made a point to spread Victor's carefully arranged products all over the bathroom. Shampoo, body wash, and skin care products were scattered everywhere, their sleek packaging now cluttering the countertops. Ivy's laughter echoed through the room as she imagined Victor's face when he saw the mess.As she changed into a fresh outfit, Ivy heard the sound of a dog barking. Confused, she wondered when Victor had gotten a pet. She hadn't seen any sign of a dog when she arrived.Curios

Victor entered his room; he was met with a scene of utter disarray. His belongings were scattered haphazardly across the floor, as if a tornado had swept through, leaving chaos in its wake. A wet towel lay draped across his bed, its soggy presence an affront to his sense of order. With a flick of his wrist, Victor picked up the offending towel, holding it between two fingers as if it might contaminate him.He strode towards the bathroom, shedding his clothes as he went, his movements economical and precise. But as he stepped into the bathroom, his foot skidded on a patch of slippery liquid, sending him stumbling. His hand shot out, grasping the sink with a vice-like grip, preventing him from crashing to the floor."Little Smith," he muttered, his voice low and even, but with a hint of irritation.Victor showered, the water pounding against his skin, washing away the fatigue of the day. As he emerged, he felt refreshed, and his mind sharpened. He padded towards his closet, expecting to