Arranged Marriage Historical Romance Novels & Stories

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.

He gave me a look that said: You're a lying asshole. "It's not that complicated." I took a long sip of my beer. "But it is. All of a sudden, I find out you got married. Explain it to me, because I’m tired of trying to figure it out." "It's an arranged marriage," I blurted out. His eyes widened. I immediately explained everything, which left him at the edge of his seat. It felt good to confide in him after so long. "That whore!" he barked. I raised an eyebrow at him. "You should take revenge."

' Even though the boys and the girls knew that this was what the meeting was all about, they were still dumbfounded by the news. Mr Brown continued with his speech. "Kayla Davis, meet Alex Brown, your future husband" Kayla nodded her head. "And as from today henceforth, Alex, you have to start taking care of Kayla. You both are going to get married immediately after college."He ended his speech, opened the file in front of him and stamped it with the stamp that Kayla spotted earlier. Kayla's heart skipped so many beats after this, she felt as if she was going to faint at any moment. 'They should have asked for our own opinion too' she thought. 'What if things didn't go as planned between us?

He said and I looked at him surprised. Mum and Dad's marriage was arranged. Her dad was just telling her now. "Kim, even if you don't get married to Alfred, you will either get wedded to the son of Jeguk industries or rather you will get married to one of the twins of Marshall group of companies," He explained and pecked my hair as tears fell from my eyes. "But Dad, I don't love him," I sobbed my voice choked with tears and my Dad embraced me. I sobbed harder on his shoulder. Why are bad things happening now?! First I broke up with Andrew now this arranged marriage stuff.

The very highly finished mahogany table was cold on my trembling hands. My relatives were seated in front of me, faces twisted into practiced complacency, the smiles strained, set on the parents of my so-called 'bride-to-be.' It was one of those situations you view out of a history film, the only difference being we were greeted with the dignified silence of an upper-class dining room instead of a quill and parchment. An arranged marriage. The words still echoed in my mind as a grim joke.

This is my first time here. "No, I'm not." Still, I answered nicely. "I'm here to find someone since he didn't show up to our date, yesterday." And that someone is your friend. "Is he your boyfriend? " She asked. "No. Well...he is my fiance. But we never met nor we dated before. Both our parents arranged the marriage for us. Yesterday is supposed to be our first date, but he didn't show up because he said he has a match." I said with a sad and disappointed tone.

He stood up and motioned for me to follow him into the dining room, where plates of fresh pasta, salad, and an assortment of dishes were laid out beautifully. We sat down, and I was surprised at how well everything was arranged. Aiden had gone through the trouble of having a romantic meal prepared for us, something I honestly hadn’t expected from him. Still, as we ate in silence, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness that the marriage I’d once dreamed of had turned into this — a formal, businesslike partnership with no real affection. “Avery,” Aiden’s voice broke through my thoughts, “I know you’re not exactly thrilled with this marriage.”

I asked her, watching our daughter slowly fall asleep. "How did we get married?" She asked, her eyes falling on our drowsy child as well. She readjusted her in her arms and started to rock her. Good question. "Ours was an arranged marriage," I told her. It was better than saying that it was a business deal and I was under the impression that you had set me up. "We knew each other before that-" Yeah, because we both shared a night and the morning after full of passion and then caught up in a web of complications. "- and though we did not have a romantic relationship, when our fathers came up with the idea of the both of us marrying, we were into it. We thought we were compatible and would mak

" he changed the conversation. "Aha, speaking of that, I'm sure you'll like what I'm about to tell you." "Go on, tell me!" Caspar was confused and immediately approached Mario. "Lyon and his wife had a forced marriage because of Selene's parents being murdered in the past and the agreement that Lyon would avenge them." Mario was taken aback. "What?" "Ahuh... they are not a real married couple." "What do you mean, not real?" "Their marriage was a forgery, which Lyon kept hidden until now because he fell in love with his wife."

"Ryan, do you think I'm stupid? You slept with almost every girl in this damn NY city while you were engaged with me. I didn't say a word. Do you know why? Because, I thought I shouldn't tie you in a relation when you were just 18 years old. I gave you your freedom. So, you could enjoy your days before we officially engage." "But that doesn't mean that didn't hurt. Our relatives knew what you were doing. They asked me in different ways that if you were not satisfied with me, if we were still engaged. Mom would say it is just the age. Then you stopped sleeping around. But just because you stopped, the fact can't be ignored that you were disloyal. Yes, our marriage was completely arranged, the