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The water nearly spilled, so I set it back down. “Freya, your husband is such a catch. Please, you have to tell us your secret,” one of the ladies beamed, her face flushed pink as she winked. I forced a smile. If they knew what I went through, they wouldn’t think twice about saying that. “Our marriage was arranged by our families. We barely had a say in the agreement.” Mrs. Queen nodded, sipping her wine. “Hmm, I heard that too. Thank God he’s good-looking. A lot of arranged marriages tend to flop—especially when a fated mate is out there, searching the ends of the earth.”

In his heart, he remembered that his father had tried to arrange several marriages for him, but this was precisely what Vano feared about arranged marriages. Arranged marriages rarely lead to happiness. It's better when love happens naturally, without any strings attached. For example, Chelsea, whom Carlos had ordered to make Vano fall in love with her. But now, it was Carlos who couldn't stay away from Chelsea, indicating that all of Carlos's arranged marriages had failed and were now backfiring on him.

She lost many contracts and was on the verge of losing her company—but her father hurried to her aid by arranging a marriage for her with one of the multi–trillionaires in the country, the son of his old friend. He is Reid Wilson, the CEO of Babel's Group, and she is Anesthesia Grande, the CEO of a well-known fashion company. An arranged marriage turned into a love marriage, but she couldn't find peace because her husband happened to be the brother of her ex–boyfriend. That didn't affect their love, they joined hands together to pass through all the circumstances concerning her and her company.

Especially in the state my mind was currently in. "I thought you said I did mean something to you, though?" Lena asked in a muted tone as she tried to control her emotions. "That came out wrong," I admitted. "I just meant that the marriage was arranged. It's not like I actually proposed to you. It wasn't an emotional choice it was logical. “This marriage is and was completely controlled by the politics of our countries. And it is our duty, all emotion aside, to make sure we follow through with the promises that our father's made. Love and duty don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes you have to choose."

They sold land, cosmetics, technology, malls, groceries, and many more, which made them prosperous. My Dad was willing to sell me out to the family. My Dad was rich, but then it was nothing compared to them. If they were interested in an arranged marriage, then why did Dad not give Alison instead of me? "Why me? Why not Alison?" I finally asked. They had never given me anything good. It was a sign that the marriage was going to be hell. "Oh well, they said he is useless. He was going to die soon from a deadly disease. So I don't think I will go for someone like that." Alison said, scoffing in mockery.

I asked, my voice tinged with desperation. “It was his last wish,” he replied, pursing his lips. I couldn’t get more irritated. What psychopath wishes his nephew would get married to someone in his place? And what fool accept to get married to a stranger because it was his uncle's last wish? “Look, from what I have gathered up until now, we were both tricked into this marriage. I will write off your father’s debt and grant you a divorce because I don’t wish to live under the same roof as a lying and thieving person like you.”

, Bright sighed and spoke to his cat who was purring on the table. Bright was equally guilty about last night, perplexed at his own feelings and flustered at how weak he had been in front of them. He wanted to talk to Ash about it, sort it out so that they could go back to being contractually married to each other, living like strangers. Bright had grown accustomed to believing that he had a perfectly happy married life with a husband who he loved and who loved him back. He refused to believe the circumstances that had pulled him and Ash close again but he had found peace in their arrangement and all he wanted was that their marriage never ended.

I shuffled her hair and she looked straight at me. "Hey what happened to you, de? Are you not going to scold me like Shanu did?" I asked her. "What the hell just happened? You had a LOVE MARRIAGE that was arranged by dad!? And he had no idea about that!? OMG! Your life is just like princess stories! You can tell this story to your kids as a bed-time story! Awww so cool! I hope I will have the same kind of wedding! But I have so many crushes. I don’t mind if one of them happen to be my husband!"

And, when he stood up abruptly like that with such a cold expression on his face, Sierra was quite intimidated. He was usually cheerful and full of jokes. He flirted all day around and Sierra had never seen him serious. Sometimes, she even wondered if he was truly the son of a don. His mannerisms didn't seem like it. Zeke's tall figure towered over her as he replied, "Sierra stop being so difficult. Our parents arranged this and not me. Trust me, I don't think you are anything special. But, I promised my dad to get married." "And, that's why I'm here. So stop acting like an immature brat and face reality."

Devance informed them while eating spicy chicken momo. “So, you’re going to marry us? Are you allowed to marry more than one?” Lara joked. She was sitting beside Austin and smiling ear to ear. Devance giggled. “Silly, no. We can’t have two wives. But we practiced arranged marriages.” Triana almost choked upon hearing about the arranged marriage. How lucky this man could be, having it as a part of their culture. If only it were the same case for her. She still could not believe her mother would like her to marry off to a stranger.