Arranged Marriage Historical Romance Novels & Stories

I looked at Mathhew. “ Nope. He should know this.” He shrugged. “ Fine.” I sighed, looking down on my fidgeting fingers. “ I-I didn't want to marry you.” I started. “ That, I know.” Christian interrupted. “ Even mom and Dad were not agreeing.” I continued. “ And… .” He pressed. “ So..Um, Matthew blackmailed us all to destroy our business if I didn't agree to marry you.” I completed, with my face still down as a silence prevailed on the table for a long deafening moment before Anya gasped.

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…"

Even though we had been arranged to marry, I expected that our chemistry would grow with time, and we would end up falling in love or we would at least come to a mutual understanding of some sort to treat each other fairly, but it seemed he had other things in mind. I might also have had a lover outside, he didn't know that. He didn't know what I had to sacrifice to get married to him, and even after that, I was still willing to live in peace. For Pete's sake I had to take my sister's place after she ran away from him. I could have easily done the same, but I chose not to. I was happy when I found out that he was the one I was going to get married to because he seemed reasonable. I even reje

She was so beautiful, much more than he was actually expecting. However, he recalled the circumstances surrounding the marriage and that was enough to get him angry once again. Dylan had always hated fiesty women. Not only were they do much trouble, but they brought out the worst in him. Unfortunately, or rather fortunately, his bride turned out to be everything he never wanted.

"Jefferson, I am a very difficult person. So I know I can deal with you in the future. I don't need to be in heaven if you aren't there. I wouldn't want to be in paradise if you weren't Adam. I don't want to be happy if it means your tears, and I don't need the world when you're not there." Everyone was touched, I know that. They knew that this was an arranged marriage and didn't expect anything like that. Maybe they were thinking that we were already in love with each other, so when I heard the "You may now kiss the bride". I made her face me. I had already told her that I was going to fake the kiss, so I had to do that. After all, we already agreed to it too. No matter how much I wanted to

" It was your first day here after marriage. When you walked in the dining room, the fragrance hit my nostrils and it was so damn intoxicating." " We really did come a long way isn't it ? From being mere strangers to enemies , becoming friends and finally falling in love with each other." She sighed dreamily. " Yeah it feels just yesterday that I got married to a jerk like you that I have grown to love so much." She teased to which I chuckled. " Who thought I would ever get married let alone have an arranged bride and fall so fucking deeply in love with her?" We looked into each other's eyes before we attached our lips in a kiss. A sweet , gentle kiss.

I repeated, almost under my breath, like the words didn’t quite land. “Yes, you!” he stepped closer, his eyes locking on mine. “Five years, Damien. Five good years. Where was she? Where did she go? You stayed back and fixed everything she left behind. You fought for her company when it was sinking. You carried that weight alone like a fool in love. What were you supposed to do? Let everything burn because of an arranged marriage?” The word arranged sat there between us, heavy, complicated. Because that was how it started but that wasn’t what it became.

Auden is quiet and just keeps nodding and agreeing with whatever his Dad tells him. It was business, after all, so we also got married because of our parents’ companies. We're now eating our brunch. We haven't eaten breakfast well before. Her Daddy and Mommy were at the table with us. They look so sweet and delicate with each other. But as far as I know, they are also just victims of the 'Arrange-marriage concept'. I wonder how everything turned out like this. His father turned his gaze to me. "How's things working for both of you? Do you need anything?" he asked. He looked at Auden and me while waiting for an answer.

“I already know what happened yesterday. If you wanted to know about what happened that year, you could’ve asked me instead of confronting your mother. “The conflict between your parents and Cindy Yates was a tragedy caused by the arranged marriage. Your grandmother and your maternal grandmother were each other’s confidante. They had talked about becoming in-laws since earlier on. After that, your grandmother saw that your mother was a gentle and kind woman, so she arranged the marriage for your father. She never expected your father to propose to Cindy at school.

Pulling her knees up to her chin, she wrapped her arms around her legs and smiled at the memory of Dominic. “He was what those historic novels call a ravishing rake.” She laughed remembering when she teased him with that title after washing his shoulder-length blond hair. “It was an arranged marriage just like historic times. Down to the ‘courting’. Leave it for high society to stay too traditional,” she said with a shake of her head. “We were two peas in a pod when it comes to rebelling against our upbringing. When I first met him I thought, ‘great, just how long I gotta stay married to this man whore’. He had a bad boy rep since he was 16. We met when he was 22 and I, was 18. I remember th