Romans & histoires Amor Por Conveniencia

Could have been both. “I highly doubt that,” Brady said. “I’m everyone’s type.” Bev gave a dramatic eye roll. “Well then maybe it’s me who’s not your type.” “I’m not picky,” Brady said, leaning toward her. Charles’ blood ran hot. It was guys like that—the ones who thought they could do what they wanted and everyone would be okay with it—that made him want to retire in a small town like Amor. Whether they were a CEO, hedge fund manager, or Hollywood heartthrob, money tended to have that effect on people. It gave them power, and most didn’t know how to handle it. So they became like Brady, taking what they thought they deserved, with disregard to those around them.

“What do you mean, ‘not like that’? I mean, the contract, the place… it’s a little… intense for a work arrangement, isn’t it? What is this, Amara?” Amara stopped at the entrance to the kitchen, leaning her hand against the cool, steel frame of the doorway. She turned to face her mother. The fading light caught the exhaustion in her eyes, the raw, unfiltered honesty that had been the core of her audition. “It’s exactly what it seems like on paper. We are contracted, that’s all. It’s a mutually beneficial contract. He gets a public-facing, normal-looking partner, and I get… everything I need to get back on my feet. A fresh start. This place, the security, the money… it’s a transaction. Nothing

Someone inside seemed to ask a question, and then: "Well, of course he's only having fun with her! Joseph's always been in love with that girl, from when we were in high school together! We were all roaring for him to go for it! I mean, can you imagine any girl saying no to this pretty face? But he was so serious about the whole thing, it was unbelievable! No experience, he said! No experience flirting with girls, or being in a relationship… or having sex! He simply refused to court that girl until he was sure he wouldn't mess things up… and that's why he picked up some other woman for a few years: it's all just for practice!" "And now, guess what? The girl of his dreams will be returning fr

I also feel bad for that man. He is hardworking, yet he makes time for himself and his wife. He is also understanding because he tolerates everything my daughter wants to do. He’s the perfect husband already, and he’s just being taken advantage of like that. If this is the chance for me to get closer to him, I’m really going to grab it. Just this once, I want to feel a burning passion that I’ve never experienced, even with my own husband. I think Fidez can give me that. And while the cat's away, the mice will play. I know it’s wrong, but I also want to make the man happy, and I think I can do that. Anyway, their company trip lasts almost a month. That’s what my daughter told me. That should

"Marriage." The word echoes in my mind like thunder. "Marriage?" "Yes. I need a wife for personal and business reasons. Someone who can play the role perfectly for one year. In return, your debt will be cleared, and your family will receive all the necessary support." My heart races. This can’t be happening. "A marriage... of convenience?" "Exactly. No emotional involvement. Just a contract." My mind races. It’s insane. Crazy. But what about my mom? My brother? This agreement could save them.

The question changed something immediately. Not badly. Just… differently. Aiden’s gaze stayed on me for a second before he answered. “No.” I searched his face carefully. “No?” I asked curiously. “You’re the first woman I’ve brought there.” Something twisted deeply inside me at those words. Possession. Satisfaction. Relief. I hated how happy that made me. But at the same time— I loved it. I turned back toward the window quickly before he noticed the smile trying to appear on my face.

"You know your brother. He's not the commitment type of guy. He goes from woman to woman just for pleasure. Axel wouldn't want me to get involved with such a type of man, especially his close friend who easily breaks hearts." "So why are you doing it? He's just going to leave you. I wouldn't want you to be heartbroken again after all the hard work you put into mending it." I tried to knock some sense into her head. She put her hands on my shoulders and smiled. She had already decided. "All I want is pleasure as well, not love. I have already decided on this. I need another man deep inside me to forget that pathetic excuse of a man, and it's working. I've made up my mind, and I know you'll su

Amelia sighed as she discovered that his attention was on the substitute husband that Shany talked about. “I'm not having relations with other men. I was just looking for a candidate with whom I would get married to when we are divorced” Suddenly the place got even more cold and Amelia shivered. “What makes you think that I would grant you a divorce?” He asked in a low tone. “Well because you don't love me and I don't love you. This is only a marriage of convenience” Amelia said.

Do whatever, but do not let me date you; you will not like the consequences! "You do think very highly of yourself; what made you believe that I would date you?" He calculated my eyes and shook his head. Of course, your peanut-sized mind made me believe that it would be a good opportunity to date someone who is way out of your league and successful." "Enough!" I took a step forward and raised my index finger at him! "Listen, Mr. Abhimaan Kappor, I would be the last person interested in you. So to avoid this tragedy in life, I would do anything so that I wouldn’t have to date you."