Amor Por Conveniencia Novels & Stories

Of saying things she couldn’t say with words. I took a bite of pizza, and it hit me. I don’t want this to end. This fake marriage, this setup—it’s starting to feel… real. And that scared the hell out of me.

Juliet added, her gaze flicking to Grace, “that didn’t last. A few years into the marriage, things changed. And I think you know exactly what happened after that.” Grace knew all too well. No one knew better what it was like growing up without a mother. She had everything else—nothing was lacking, except a mother’s presence. Was this her mother’s way of warning her not to repeat the same mistakes? “They’re nothing alike,” Grace said, rejecting the comparison outright. “A lot of businessmen are quiet, but that doesn’t mean they’re the same on the inside.” “Oh?” “People think he’s cold—like stone—but with me, he’s... softer.” Her voice softened without her realizing. “He’s mature, steady, and

Musky yet so clean, “They’re here as formality. Don’t get offended. You have everything they’ve ever wanted.” They can fucking have it. I’m just a pretty face to a horrible life. “Now just stay put- I’m going to go find Marcus.” I nodded. Triston stood up, smoothing his jacket as he disappeared into the crowd. I used to love crowds of people- Triston’s family was always… critical of me, but the new family members we would be adding… Hated me. More than my own husband, even. As I sat alone, a server approached me, offering a glass of champagne. I hesitated, knowing I shouldn't be drinking with all the medication I was taking. "No, thank you –"

" Even if it did, it would not make a difference. I made a commitment, Dad. A contract." "Marriage isn't a contract, Aria. It's a covenant." His voice was soft but firm. “Your mother and I taught you that” was what he said. Guilt washed over her. I know the kind of relationship you and Mom had was special. But this is not a real marriage. It's business." “Does it sound like business when you are with him?” The question surprised her, memories of Alexander’s hand against her waist, his lips lightly touching hers, the warmth of his eyes that had appeared so genuine in front of others. "I... it's complicated."

I feel a chill run down my spine and stop, apprehensive. “Of course”, I reply, trying to remain calm. “Don't you feel uncomfortable with all the women in this casino wanting to be like you?”, Amélie asks, with a serious look. I frown, confused. “What?” “I don't know exactly why, but you're becoming a reference point for them. You come in with an outfit one day and the next day there are three women wearing the same style. It's multiplying.” “No kidding?”, I say, surprised

Tiffany added, “that you’re married to a man who’s clearly into you. So maybe stop fighting it?” I frowned, the weight of her words settling over me. “It’s not that simple.” “Why not?” Bethany asked gently. “Because this isn’t a real marriage,” I said quietly. “It’s a convenience. A contract. And I’m not about to fall for someone who only sees me as a means to an end.” Tiffany and Bethany exchanged a look, their teasing demeanors softening.

"That's actually simple. A big age gap can be filled with true love. And as for where true love comes from, that's easy too: money, power, and luxury. I'm sure you get what I mean." From behind the curtain came a faint, flustered sound, half scolding, half amused. "You're just like your father, a shameless bastard. But then again, that's the world we live in now. As long as there's wealth and power, anything's negotiable. Besides his age, Amari is indeed qualified to marry one of our ladies. I just didn't expect that you'd be backing him up.

"Wow. The woman you'll love by chance Liam was very lucky. She'll be satisfied not only with love but also with the kitchen. The woman you choose should be like me. It's just a joke!" "I like that no matter what I eat, it doesn't make me fat. I'm still fit. Hahaha," Amore said then she just joked because she shouldn't assume that she is the lucky woman that Liam will love. "Wow, and you're just kidding? I thought it was true because you are perfect to be my wife. Ahaha. It's just a joke too!" Liam replied that he also joked. He was the same, he couldn't admit to Amore how he felt.

There relation is so sweet that they can not stay angry at each other even for a minute. {}

Jonathan said as he looked at her, “it doesn't have to be a real marriage, so to speak. But it will also give you a sense of security because not only of the insurance but of the name change. I have my last name, and then your stepmother can't find you as easily.” “I see,” she said. She looked at him. There was nothing nefarious that he was coming up with. It was all things to benefit her, but it was those things that would detriment him. “Basically, I'm proposing a marriage of convenience for the two of us. It would allow you to get medical care and be able to change your name without going through the court and being able to have your stepmother find out about it. For right now, I'm not ta