Casamento Arranjado Novels & Stories

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.”

her parents said simultaneously, embracing their daughter tightly. Catherin then saw Ava standing behind the door all this time. The little girl seemed to be smiling, with tears in her eyes. "I hope my choice is not wrong, I hope I can lighten the burden of Dad and Mom," Catherin said to herself. *** The day had come when Catherin had to celebrate her wedding. She was already wearing a white dress and being attended to by a makeup artist sent by Mr. Louis. The wedding event was simple, attended only by immediate family. Catherin couldn't help but shed tears; she couldn't deny the pain in her heart due to this arranged marriage. What made her even more distressed was that she was marrying sud

Xander stated, looking at Winter who nodded. "Really? Seriously! You both are getting married?" "Yes, but it wouldn't be so fast. We need to go on at least three dates In order to get to know one another better. So, I propose the we make it a month from now on" Xander added, looking at Winter to see if there was any form of rejection in her expression, but there wasn't. Annabel and Juliana looked disappointed that the wedding wouldn't be soon, but they accepted it, after all, a month wasn't really that far.

That response stung more than it should have. “What exactly are you saying?” Amara asked, her voice tightening. Isabella took a small step closer. Not aggressive. But deliberate. Closing the distance just enough to make the moment feel more intense. “Twelve months ago,” she said calmly, “our families arranged our engagement.” The words felt unreal. Like something out of a story. Not her reality. Not her life. “Arranged?” Amara repeated faintly. “Yes.” Isabella folded her arms slightly. “Our families have longstanding business ties. It was… beneficial for both sides.”

I expected this already anyways. "Alright, Grandpa," I answered, bracing myself for the inevitable introduction to a woman chosen by my family, not by my heart. People say arranged marriages are like a plan for a steady life. No messy emotions, just a logical decision based on tradition and family advice. It might not have the intense passion we associate with love, but is that a fair exchange for a stable and predictable life? If I follow my grandfather's choice, my life would be straightforward. No heartbreaks, no one-sided love, just following tradition without the need for big romantic gestures or dramatic love stories – just quietly accepting the path set for me.

"It's very difficult to know, but I presume that to claim every percentage, they had to be married. It's something very common in companies on that side of the world, especially in monarchical lands. Possibly, the couple sealed an agreement to make the claim procedures easier and faster, so that is probably the reason for being in London right now." Daniel smiled, grimacing in disbelief, half in surprise. "It means they're not celebrating any honeymoon." The cab driver smiled too. "Correct. It's an arranged marriage, sir. Fake, even if it's real on paper." "Yes, I don't think Max is going to forge signatures that important, especially if J. Miller is the one who arranges all the legal stuff.

“Well, damn. I’m happy for you, brother. I will disown you if my wife and I won’t be your principal sponsors.” I joined them, laughing. “I’m thrilled, brother, but we might get married in the City Hall or before the judge.” “Why? Is she pregnant?” “God, no. We haven’t—you know.” “Wait. What I’m missing here?” “We’re arranged.” “Holy fuck,” he reacted. “Shit.” That one came from Princess Carlott. “Language, sweetheart,” Rome chided his wife, only to laugh at him. “How? Are you okay with all of this? I mean, she’s beautiful. Storm even said, London’s hot.”

So concerning Daniel and Kathie marriage I was think we should get them married by next weekend" I said. The two women nodded their head. " That is good" my wife said. " We will start the wedding preparations as soon as possible" Mrs Donald said. " It is not a loud or noisy wedding, you it is an arranged marriage it is not based on love or feelings for each other.. it is against their will.. we will only invite friends, families and business partner" Donald said. I nodded my head. " There is no problem on that" my wife said. " I also agree with you" Mrs Donald said.