Arranged Couples Novels & Stories

Well my father is wealthy, actually my mother is also from a wealthy family, they had an arranged marriage maybe that's why she keeps pressuring me, I think to myself. "Please don't tell me you agree with her." I say. "I'm not exactly a romantic, so I don't think arranged marriages are so bad. Most marriages end in divorce because people choose wrong. They have no idea what to look for in a partner, what kind of relationship will last for fifty years. They think with their emotions rather than logic, so they marry for all the wrong reasons. By finding a suitable partner that checks off all the boxes, you eliminate all of that." Lucas explains.

A dormant fireplace at a side and on the mantle, a rough art Sketch no doubt mom's. Carefully dropping the tray on one side of the table so I could arrange the messy files on the other side, I saw the file with my name written boldly on it; not a bit bothered, I moved to arrange it. It must have been one of the legal papers for my adoption process, it always requires a lot of paperwork. ‘Marital contract draft'..., picking the paper with the headline I thought I must have clumsily packed that with mine. I'm pulling the file out for separation ...I froze; this must have been a game of mind or an illusion, right?? A marriage agreement between... OLIVIA BROOKE of QUEENS CONSTRUCTION and..KELLAN

With every step, he led her with precision and finesse, their movements harmonizing in an intricate dance of compromise and cooperation. As they twirled across the dance floor, the couple's connection deepened with each passing moment. Their hearts may not have been bound by love, but there was an undeniable chemistry between them—a mutual understanding that extended beyond their vows. Their dance became a metaphor for the delicate balance they would need to maintain throughout their arranged partnership.

He said. "No, we will be in the same group. We are glued together." Roman resorted and I showed him our hands that had been locked together. He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Fine, Aunty Anya, Irina and her husband, Sophia and lev." He said. "I thought loana will be in my group." Sophia said. "I also want my wife and I to be in the same group." He replied to her. "Relationship problem." She scoffed. "You should also get a partner." Loana told her and she earned a glare from Sophia with that.

His eyes didn’t leave hers. She managed to blink while holding his gaze. “Isn’t that what married couples do? For a while longer, they both looked into each other's eyes like they were searching for the answers to their questions. He placed his hand on her face, his fingers slowly moving unto her lips as he moved closer to her so much that they could both smell each others breath. Her heart began to flutter as every inch of her leaned closer without her realizing. “That is what loving couples do, not us.” He said pulling away from her.

“Tonight’s our last night - our last chance to do this before it’s too late, and we get figured out.” “Liviana, there’s nothing to figure out.” Leona sighs. “Arranged marriages are common in this world. People won’t bat an eye if or when they find out that yours and Blaze’s marriage is exactly that, an arranged marriage.” “Maybe not.” Liviana shrugs. “But what will they do when they find out we lied to them? Lying isn’t very trustworthy and I’m not sure they’ll want to be in business with someone they view as untrustworthy.”

None of the couples seemed bothered by the presence of others, each couple was there for their mate, sharing the pure pleasure of expressing their naked love under the open sky. Insects, birds and the sounds of lovers filled the air, making it, in some ways, the best of nights. When Sam was settled into the hot tub Phil asked Brisk about his statement about his family and marriage. An arranged marriage, expected to last a lifetime seemed a very foreign concept in California.

He looked her in the eyes, and suddenly the weight of their arrangement felt lighter, shifting into something more promising, something that could be. Bridgette couldn’t help but smile. The humor of their initial meetings swirled into a new unpredictability filled with potential. Maybe arranged marriages weren’t so traditional; they were simply the backdrop of a new adventure waiting to unfold. As they sat on that bench, two surprised lovers navigating unforeseen affection, Bridgette felt the rush of hope blossoming, uncertain, yet exhilarating.

I wave Jenna a kiss and hurry over before anyone else can steal him. “Bueno, if everyone has found him or herself a partner we can start. I want ten couples with Rosanna and Javier!” She calls out and the couple on the right step forward. “I want ten couples with Marianna and Rodrigo! The other couples can with us!” She calls out, the couple on her left clearly being Marianna and Rodrigo. Alexei and I pick out Marianna and Rodrigo. They look a bit older, like they are in their forty’s and have a light, but professional aura around them.

Using his other hand to slip her night gown down. This night there love was seal, a new beginning started and there promise was made. * * * It was time for the couples eve which was plan to hold the next day after the conveying of the bride. It was organise in an open place full with carpet grass, a big rug was lay on it. It was just a simple special program that was plan. They wanted to make something different and unique than usual, no spending extravagant or so.