Amor Por Conveniencia Novels & Stories

Un rire sans joie s'échappe de ses lèvres. -Et quoi, les putes non pas droit à l'amour? s'enquit-elle la voix tremblante. -Non, on ne peut pas être amoureuse. L'amour n'est pas fait pour nous. -Tout le monde a le droit d'être amoureux. argumente-t-elle. -Il y a une exception à chaque règle. Ses iris se baignent dans un océan de larme qu'elle essaie de retenir de couler. Kelly lui caresse tendrement les cheveux pour la consoler.

Goa, India Sanjana The devil has agreed to send us on the trip, no doubt that it came with a litte comprise. If he can compromise why can't we? And its not that he is doing this because he enjoys tormenting people--Not his people but definitely other. He is doing this to ensure safety of the people he loves and care about. You fall into the category of people he care about. My subconcise reminded me. It left a bitter taste in my mouth.

It hurt to hear it, but it didn’t make it any less real. “What do you mean?” I asked, struggling to keep the frustration from my voice. The stranger’s gaze softened for a moment, but just as quickly, it hardened again. “I’m offering you a way out,” he said, each word deliberate, measured. “A way out?” I echoed, my mind still reeling. “What are you talking about?” He took a slow breath, like he was choosing his words carefully. “A marriage of convenience,” he said simply. I stared at him, stunned into silence. “What?”

"Why did you agree to all of this?" I could sense the truth teetering on the brink of my consciousness, ready to explode. Love wasn't the true reason I was here or why I had consented to this marriage. It was nothing like it at all. Simply put, it was survival. For Mia's future, safety, and the stability she need, I had consented to this. There was no other option, so I swallowed my pride and went down the aisle. However, at some point, I had persuaded myself that there may be more. that I could somehow make this work.

Zachary remained quiet and let out a chuckle, “That's not how marriage of convenience works, Leah. We should both benefit from it. From what I see it's just you benefitting. I will help you be chairman of Cooper Groups and we register our marriage for real and have a public wedding as you wish in a few months. We will have a real marriage like any other couple. That's the deal and for your knowledge after your father I have most shares in Cooper Groups.” If it was not for the last line, there was no way I would accept his offer. But he was the easiest bait to get my spot. Sacrifices for what I want. That sacrifice being married to the man I hate the most. He was Zachary I know. Once he is do

Instead of listening to the teacher, Lily was staring at them as she conversed with her demon and angel. Lily: I should just ignore Loral and be true to my feelings. Angel: True to what feelings?... Lust? The fact that you like both of them clearly means you don't really have true feelings for either. You should just focus on your studies and ignore everything else. Demon: Ignore both Loral and that dumbass Angel. It's very normal to love two guys at the same time. Be with both of them at the same time. They're clearly head over heels for you, do them both!

The room was infused with a deep sense of intimacy, a hallowed sanctuary where our souls had merged, leaving an indelible trace on the fabric of our love. In that quiet embrace, we reveled in the afterglow of our union, knowing that our love had transcended physical pleasure. It was a celebration of the deep connection we shared, a testament to the beauty of love in all its forms. Capello Thabo I was supposed to propose, not give her a necklace. I'm a moron.Now or never. The small, lighted setting was ideal for our romantic meal for two. As the soothing tunes of a live pianist filled the air, the soft glow of flickering candles produced a pleasant, romantic ambiance. In the background, Alici

“No matter how handsome a man is, he will grow old eventually. As for money, no matter how rich a man is, if he has no feelings for you, he can always find an excuse to leave you with nothing at all.” Christina smiled faintly. “That’s why, no matter how good the man is, it’s better to find a man who is loyal to his feelings and can live with you for the rest of his life.” “Good point.” The host agreed and then asked, “Then, why don’t you want to live with your mother-in-law? Harmony between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is a traditional virtue. Why would you put forward such strange conditions? Aren’t you afraid of being misunderstood?”

Even now, in the middle of chaos, I still wanted her. That was inconvenient. “A contract will be ready by tomorrow,” I said, my voice dropping. “This relationship is fake. To us. To the world, it’s very real.” Her lashes fluttered. God, she has no idea how incredibly beautiful she looks doing that. I could take her right now. Instead I refrained. “A fake relationship?” she echoed, disbelief clear in her eyes. “Yes. You didn’t think I’d actually date you, did you?” The shift in her expression was subtle, but it was there.

"Do you? Because from where I'm standing, you traded everything for a man who chose you because you were desperate. That's not love. That's convenience." I stand up. "You're wrong. What Dominic and I have isn't convenient. It's hard and complicated and messy. But it's real." "Is it? Or is it Stockholm syndrome? You were trapped in a contract, dependent on him for money, living in his home. Of course you fell in love with him. What other choice did you have?" The words hit harder than they should. "That's enough," Dominic says. "Get out." "I'm just telling her what everyone else is thinking but too polite to say."