Arranged Marriage Hate To Love Books Novels & Stories

I whispered one more time, hoping he could hear it. When I gathered my strength and returned my senses I made my way to my room. It looked like it's going to be a long night of overthinking again. I'm going to wake up again. When I lied down, I kept asking myself if this was really the solution to my problem.Arranged marriage to my boss? For real? Before I could go to sleep, I read the contract he gave me. I'm not shocked at all because somehow, I already know what he wanted. This arranged marriage would be about me, submitting myself completely to him.

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

The topic was apparently still sensitive for both of them, especially Helena. "What did Mom tell you?" he asked, changing the conversation. "A lot. Mostly about you. Mom showed me your photos since childhood. She also said that from childhood, you had rejected this matchmaking," She said, trying to keep her tone as relaxed as possible. Although her heart was pinched knowing that, she could understand it. Who liked to have their life arranged? Luckily, her family didn't tell her about the arranged marriage since she was little. At first, maybe, she would like it and imagine a fairy tale romance. But, she believed that the feeling would gradually disappear and be replaced with hatred. Who knew

“I told you the answer already, Hoor. Now answer me straight.” “I also answered you straight that I don’t love you.” “Is that even a reason?” He got up from the bed at his full height. I have to crane my neck to look up at him as he said, “Don’t arranged marriages exist? Love in marriage is not important as you think! I can give you everything you need!”

She asks almost, almost concerned. “My problem? Mum I'm getting married! Married! To Dexter of all people, gosh, you know, hell everyone knows that I hate that man with every fibre in my fucking being yet you want me to smile and get married to him. How cruel can you be?” I say with every emotion that I was feeling I didn't even realize when tears started streaming down my face. “Wipe your eyes Lorraine. It's a marriage not death, and it's for the comp….”

He kept asking questions like a lesson teacher and it was so fucking annoying. ‘I do not have the full details and that is why i want to go home. Now, if you do not mind, I have alot of things to do.’ I moved away and overlooked his facial expression. I hate whenever he tries to control me. His recent attitude of being posssive, pissed me and it annoyed me to the core. I hate it! While I walked away, I felt he was still staring at me but i did not turn to look or act regretful. I love him but my family comes first. The choice was for him to pick.

"I’ll push you away. But I won't go back to my pack to marry that ugly man! Never!" All went quiet in the night. He stared at me, unmoving. My voice softened. “I hate arranged marriages. I believe in fated mates. But my father doesn’t care. He wants me married to form alliances. He doesn’t care what I want. And now, the Moon Goddess gives me a mate who… who’s colder than a northern glacier, emotionally constipated, and apparently only interested in pushing me away.” He still didn’t say anything. “Do you ever care about what I feel?” I snapped, hurt flickering in my chest. “Or is this all just some Alpha ego thing for you?”

Paris lowered her head recollecting everyone who used to bully her at a younger age because she was the only one with bright red hair and a face filled with freckles. "You've found out why you've thought of yourself ugly now right?" Archer inquired Paris seeing the sad expression on her face Paris slowly nodded. "I will marry you," Paris heard Archer. Her eyes went to him quickly. "However, I will tell you the true reason why I'm marrying you since you were truthful to me, and I want you to know the type of arranged marriage you're in for.” Paris nodded curiously to know what he was about to tell her. "I don't believe in love not after what my mom did to my dad," Archer told Paris.

Ace… I was angry when my father arranged a marriage for me. I shouldn't have been surprised since my parent's marriage was also arranged. I never wanted to have a marriage like my parents. They didn't love each other. They always fought. I don't want an arranged marriage. I don't want a loveless marriage. I was fucking angry. I didn't want to get married. I will make her live a living hell for doing this to me. I will still fuck women behind her. I don't care what the bitch says.

Her father always did everything she wanted and she didn't dare disobey him in return. That was why she couldn't refuse the marriage. She was so lost. Getting married to someone she didn't know at all. But she did make her research about him. According to what she heard, he was actually a very good-looking man. But was known to be a total womanizer and play boy. He had up to 10 girlfriends and to top it all, he was a flirt with guts. And Sierra hated this.. She was looking out her window inhaling the fresh air, and trying to calm herself so she wouldn't get annoyed by this impromptu setup. She was also afraid of ruining her father's plans.