A Sweet Kiss Saves Our Marriage Novels & Stories

“Yeah. Probably.” I stared at him, stunned. “And you’re smiling?!” He shrugged, leaning lazily against the wall like this was all some sort of twisted performance. “Relax, Caroline. I just saved our marriage.” My mouth opened, then closed. I didn’t even know where to begin. “What does that even mean?” He arched a brow. “A video of us making out? That’s good press. Makes us look convincingly in love.” I suddenly had the urge to vomit.

It was the best decision I made for myself. Silas made me feel like marriage was a hellhole for every lady but Kevin made it look otherwise. The special treatment, care, trust, and support he has shown me these last few days was much more than what I craved. He exceeded the expectations I had concerning marriage and now I was beginning to be myself once again.

"And you shall replace Beta Calista as the Alpha's wife." My head spun. The words slammed into me like a tidal wave. The events from yesterday replayed in my mind, each one worse than the last. How in Moon Goddess’ name am I supposed to marry that…monster? My stomach churned violently, threatening to betray me. My heart pounded like a frantic drum, and more tears streamed down my face, unrestrained. The Alpha’s expression remained a blank mask, unreadable and terrifying. I gathered every ounce of courage I had left and spoke, my voice trembling but loud enough to deliver my message.

People nearby immediately began speaking up for Wendy. "Men like that get shown a little kindness and suddenly forget who they are!" "Doctor, listen to me. If you want a divorce, then go ahead and get one!" "You're such a great catch. You can easily find someone better!" Sorrow filled Wendy's face as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me. "Rowan, why are you suddenly talking about divorce? Weren't we doing fine before? "Is it really because I saved someone today that you want to leave me? If I did something wrong, I'll change. Can't we just live our lives peacefully?"

“Do it properly, or tomorrow your father wakes to find the debt unpaid.” Her throat tightened. Rage surged in her veins, but so did desperation. Slowly, hesitantly, she lifted her face again. This time, her lips brushed his, soft, fleeting, but real. A kiss. The world seemed to stop. Heat shot through her veins, uninvited, unwanted. For a moment, she felt the strength in his stillness, the danger coiled beneath his restraint. His lips didn’t move against hers, but his hand tightened on her wrist, steadying her as if she might break.

Even after decades of marriage, hearing her state her devotion with such simple, absolute honesty had the power to disarm him completely. He leaned down, framing her face with both hands, his thumbs caressing her cheekbones as his lips found hers in a deep, slow, extraordinarily tender kiss. It was a kiss that held no corporate strategy, no thoughts of global syndicates, no fear of future battles—only the absolute, unbreakable truth of their shared love.

Pouring a glass of drink, he gave it to her and uttered with a wide smile, "You trust our five-year relationship, right? Come on!" She hesitated to take the glass in her hand, but after taking a minute to consider their five-year relationship with him, she took the glass. This is how it has always been. Rick would frequently coerce her into doing things by using their five-year relationship name, which she was powerless to reject. After all, a five-year relationship is not a joke. "Okay then, let's drink," he said, clearly happy. He drank all of it in one go while witnessing Kristi hesitate. "Be at ease. On my word! It isn't alcoholic."

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

I gasp. "I still don't have enough power to go against my grandmother, Secretary Kim. I'm sure you've heard how strict and cold-hearted she is from the other employees, and as her only grandson, even though I'm now the new CEO, I still have a leash around my neck right now. I don't know what she'll do to you, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you... so please, I know it's hard for you… But, could you please... marry me? Please marry me, I don't want to lose our baby too."

she smiled. Felicity pouted "if he loves me then do I love him?" Katherine opened her mouth to speak but no words came out "sweety, listen to aunty okay, you must not fall in love with him." "But why not? Grace said that in order for a marriage to last, the husband and wife must be in love." "Honey listen, you marriage is only going to last for a year." "Why?"