Arranged Couples Season 1 Novels & Stories

They wanted to make something different and unique than usual, no spending extravagant or so. Mubarak sat down with his wife, Fareedah on the rug, Khalid and Fatima was at the left side of the couples, Umar and hafsat were at the middle, shafi'u and Nusaiba weren't left out too except Noor and Hafiz who sat together with Summaya. And the main couples sat on a different rug design with newly couples written boldly at the front. They were looking so lovingly and beautiful as ever. "Asalamu-alaykum everyone! Our program will be starting now, but before then we will like to blind fold our newly couples here."Noor said and Everyone cheer and nod in agreement.

“Half of the people there hate each other.” “We know that,” Marcell said. “But you’re not trying to sell an arranged marriage anymore. With your disappearance, you’re adding a whole different spin. You’re the rare couple who fell in love after an arranged marriage.” “Hold Laura’s hand,” Cash said. Johannes took her hand, holding it as if they were strangers. Cash tutted and approached, arranging their hands so that their fingers were locked together. “To sell this, you’ve got to look comfortable touching each other. Laura, stop tensing. Johannes, don’t glare. You’re holding your wife. The woman you’re supposed to love. The one you’re protecting and showing the world you want,” Cash said.

“Mesdames et messieurs, for our septième couple—our seventh couple—we have the stunning Nessa and her charming husband Aaron! Just married and ready to begin their lune de miel right here on Love on Sea! If you want to see four unforgettable days with the couple that broke the internet—restez avec nous. The journey is just beginning.” He smiled at us, then gestured as a man and woman approached. “I’ll take care of your luggage,” the man said. I nodded, pressing my key to pop the trunk. “I’ll take you to your resort,” the woman said, smiling as she led the way. I followed her quickly, grateful to finally be out of the goddamn cameras. I loved attention—but not when it came out of nowhere. And

Her lowered head was lifted instantly, as she felt lost in his blue eyes while he said, “Avery Smith, you have no idea how much happiness you’ve brought me. I might not be the man you expected but I promise before all present here today, to love and cherish you till death do us part.” He wanted to say more but held it in. No one must know that it was an arranged marriage, except for the close family members who already did. It was better reserved for a private talk after the marriage. He slipped the ring onto her finger after that and the audience clapped even more. Susan was smiling all through. The smile on Anderson’s face was enough for her. “From all that the groom has said, there is no

“Why, sir?” “We can’t arrive in separate cars,” I muttered. “It’ll raise suspicion.” “Yes, Mr. Ray. Noted.” “Are they following closely behind?” “Yes, sir. Alex is just a few meters away.” “Good.” Even after everything, we needed to put on the image of a perfect couple. The car slowed to a stop. “Bring Emma to the car,” I instructed. Abel nodded, stepping out. A moment later, Emma appeared, hesitating before opening the front door.

“Except dating. I can’t have my wife dating other men.” “And you won’t see other women.” She said it like a statement, not a question. “Aye, you’ll be my moon and stars, lass.” “I don’t see how we’re going to do this today. We need a license, an officiant.” I placed the envelope on the table. “Taken care of.” She opened the flap and pulled out the marriage license I’d applied for, both of our names already written down. “Are you serious? You knew I’d say yes?”

Needless to say, Larissa and Ambrose got a perfect score. Both of them locked gazes, sticking closely to each other. Many fake couples answered incorrectly. Some of them even criticized the organizer for being too ruthless. After all, they weren't real couples so it was normal for them to not understand each other. However, some real couples didn't make it through the round and had now gotten into a fight because of it. "Are you kidding me? You actually got my birthday wrong?" "What the heck! You don't even know what my mom's first name is?"

He muttered. She turned to him. "This is an arranged marriage which might end anytime. So you shouldn't know who I am." She corrected him. He chuckled. "What does she have in mind saying that the marriage will come to an end anytime?" He scoffed. "You're Anastasia Grande, the lady who went viral on the net because of an incident. The lady on towel who ended up as my arranged wife today. And the woman who got the pussy that I'm gonna fuck here right away…"

Beyond their expectations, it turned out that the young master had brought his wife tonight. They didn't even know if the young master was married; all they knew was that the woman who ran this boutique was close to him, but it turned out that he was; they were shown a portrait of the newlyweds, who were full of love and harmony. He placed his wife's hand on his arm and held her hand gracefully.

Instead, I keep my eyes forward and try to focus on the organizer's voice, even as my body burns, my mind spinning with everything I still don't understand. Who is Celine Griffin to him? What really happened between him and Josh? "For our very first episode, each couple will be cooking a meal that represents their marriage or relationship. Something that tells a story. Something that shows us who you are together,” I hear the organizer say. A few excited murmurs roll across the table. Tiffany looks thrilled. Sebastian's expression darkens. I feel Marcellus shift beside me. Then his hand slips under the table. My breath catches as his palm lands on my thigh, slipping past the long slit on my