Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

I stared at the document in my hands. Slowly, I opened it–I hadn’t even realized I was holding in a breath.

I skipped the introduction and began:

“This is an agreement between the ‘contractee‘ hane Blackwood) and the ‘contractor‘ (Riley Kaidon).”

I paused, about to ask how he knew my full name, but after one look at those cold eyes, I continued. “The duration of this contract is a year (twelve months), if agreed by both parties.” I paused again. “A year is more than I can handle I whispered. A lot could happen in a year. The thought that he would have control over me for a whole year sent a chill down my spine. I never really considered what would happen if this went all wrong and things could easily ‘very wrong“. “Three months,” I say, and I hated how shaky my voice sounded.

His jaw tightened; it was such a small movement, but I noticed it. Thane didn’t like the fact that I was bargaining; I knew what was written down was only there to make me feel like I had a choice–a say in this, even if I didn’t.

“Nine months,” he says, and maybe I should give in.

“Six months,” I said instead.

The small smirk on his lips wasn’t at all settling.

Agreed. Move on”

I nodded, my hands shaky, and the moisture from my sweaty palm soaked the paper. He noticed this; I knew he did. It was a surprise he agreed to reduce the time span- I shouldn’t stretch my luck any further.

any gifts from the contractee, and adding to that,

sexually intimate with

sounded strange. Still, I read

and wherever it is requested, and in return, the contractor will not hesitate to let

creep up my neck. I wondered how long he had been

thought I had seen it all, the statement in the last paragraph changed that.

not break this contract for any reason else; /she/ stands to be

+28 BONUS

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In any way he

surprise, but this was beyond even my expectations. Alpha Thane had habit of surprising people, and I did not. mean

me?” I

you do not abide by the rules, Yes,” he answered–again, like that

answer.

against my chest. A pen lay beside the

not agree to this, if I do not want to be ‘punished‘ by

out that door,

you wouldn’t go through all the fuss only to let

he answered.