A Married Life That Crosses The Line นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And whatever we’re pretending this marriage is, it just crossed a line neither of us knows how to uncross. And for the first time since this whole thing began, I wonder if I’ve just broken something I didn’t even know I wanted to keep.

"You're not allowed to say anything of that sort as long as you're still my lawful wife, Tiana!" I laughed miserably as I took a step back, and I raised my tone, "You were the one who refused to let me go, Ian! You were the one who knelt, begging the Langhams to let me marry into your family! It was you who promised the director that you would take care of me and love only me your entire life. If you can't do it, then we should get divorced!" Ian's veins throbbed on his forehead, and a guilty look flashed across his face. He remained furious, but he lowered his voice. "You have lived a life of luxury all these years. Have you ever suffered or gotten hurt all this time?"

~The importance of mental well-being has often been an overlooked dynamic in marriages.~ Hailey stood outside her home, the air heavy with anticipation, uncertainty, and a hint of nostalgia. The familiar red door loomed ahead—a barrier between her past and her uncertain future. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay on the other side. She had agreed to give her marriage to Rome a chance, even with the presence of Sarah, his new live-in girlfriend. It felt surreal; this was her home, yet it felt like a place she had no right to enter. Her heart was a tumultuous sea of conflicting emotions, each wave threatening to engulf her.

It was a double life and so far they have kept to it. I had invited Pedro and his wife over to the parlour when he told me their marriage had experienced a halt in the affairs of intimacy. He couldn’t connect with his wife and she was having a hard time connecting with him. I told them their visit was on the house and I introduced them to a few of our routines and opened them up to so many possibilities with their pleasure act. The next time I saw him, he told me he was planning to run away from home because his wife had worn him out and still wasn’t yet done. I’d say we did our job well.

"It's a great idea, I admit. Why go on being married to such a woman, right? But I also don't know what plans she has against me. What if a divorce would make things bad for her? What if it will make her angry enough to come after me at all costs and probably get rid of me once and for all?" Mara was even more crestfallen now, not because he was giving these excuses, but because each and every one of the so-called excuses were very valid and sensible. She would never advise him to or let him get into any form of danger. If staying legally married to that evil bitch would keep him safe, then so be it. Hopefully, one day, he would be completely free. And soon too. "Okay. I understand. It all m

"You crossed the line. I told you, don't touch me, my second rule, don't touch me. Even if you are to fail to keep the others, you were not supposed to fail that one!" Sasha couldn't take it anymore "stop! I am your legal wife. Why are you shouting at me like I have committed a big offense?" She shouted. "You have committed a big offense, you touched me!" "We are married! For crying out loud Michael we are married. I am your wife, and you are my husband. Whatever that happened between us last night was expected." "We are married but only in name. You are not in my heart and you will never be."

Ignoring her, he opened the door and walked out. He walked through the halls confused. What did Hazel do to him that made it impossible for him to desire other women? He used to enjoy his women before his marriage. Now he couldn't even go back to his room because Hazel would be there and having her in the same room without touching her would be difficult. "You don't need to follow me." Lincoln who had been following him silently appeared from the shadows. "Allow me, your highness, it's for your own safety." He said.

I was not going to ignore that detail because I knew that if I did, then I was going to ignore a lot more problems and I did not want to allow anyone to think that they could cross limits with her, with anyone in this family at all. “And the worst part about the fact that you two are not newlyweds is the idea that you don't know that your wife is not a good person, that you don't see that ever since you arrived to this family, problems have started happening. We have been dealing with more troubles since she married you, since the two of you…”

We went back and forth, bantering as Marcus sat back, sipping his shake, enjoying the show. And the whole time, I realized— Under any other circumstances, we would have been perfect together. But she was going to be my family soon. We had already crossed the line. Twice. Three times if I counted the kiss in the bathroom. It definitely counted. Because brothers and sisters don’t kiss like that. And we couldn’t cross that line again. There couldn’t be more. …Right?