Casamento Arranjado Novels & Stories

Her voice was high-pitched even though she was trying to keep it low. “This is fate. Mira this is how fate works. Firstly, you met him inside the elevator at the hospital, and he gave you advice without knowing you. Secondly, he tried to introduce himself yesterday but you shunned him. And now you are getting married to him. This is how fate works.” She covered her lips as she screamed. “Don’t get overexcited, you know it’s an arranged marriage. There’s nothing special.” I spoke calmly despite my racing heart. Why?

She smiled sweetly and responded, "Alright!" "Darling," he said, gazing at her intently. Carissa lifted her head, feeling a bit unfamiliar with the term. Yet, it sounded so intimate that her cheeks flushed a soft red. "Yes?" "At the time of our marriage, it must have felt like I was pushing you into it. Did you feel wronged?" Rafael asked, his eyes filled with regret. Their marriage was officially arranged by Salvador, a union meant to retract his brother's military authority. But in reality, it was the outcome the prince had wanted all along.

I took good care of my husband, preparing everything he needed with all my heart. I poured all my feelings into it, even though our marriage had actually happened because his grandfather arranged it. But he is my love. That’s why I was so happy when I learned about the arranged marriage. Jonathan looked at me and let out a short breath through his nose. “Don’t do that again. You should know how troublesome it is,” he softly told me. I nodded slowly, completely weak in front of him, offering no defense for myself. Right then, his phone rang. He immediately answered the call.

Her face, a stoic mask, revealed no hint of the expected happiness. Guests, dressed in vibrant attire, cast curious glances her way, yet their looks held no surprise or confusion. This was an arranged marriage, a union bound by tradition and family expectations. The absence of emotion on Feliza's face seemed fitting, an unspoken acknowledgment of the scripted nature of the event.

The music, the crowd, the bar, all of it faded into a low hum in the background. I hadn’t expected this. What were the odds? “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath. Escola let out a dry laugh. “Welcome to the world’s worst arranged marriage setup.” And I couldn’t help but agree.

As we then take blessing from our elders and then proceeded for the reception party which was going to be held in one of the most expensive five star hotel. 'Why not, After all this is the biggest wedding reception of this countries Eligible BILLIONAIRE XAVIER KNIGHT ', My conscience mocked me. To be Continued................ A/P "Arranged marriage happens when two lovers or strangers believe they are meant for eternal companionship. It starts from the belief and the universe conspires in making that belief stronger every day from that moment." -unknown.

It was a marriage for convenience, alright. I never wanted this from the very start but I was left with no choice. It was actually a promised wedding that was supposed to be between the descendants of my grandfather and his best friend Buenvenido Hernandez. Since the two were both blessed with only children and both were sons, they decided to pass the agreement to their grandchildren. When Don Buenvenido Hernandez passed away, my grandfather voided the agreement and never tried to insist on the arranged marriage, since his dear friend was gone. But when Don Gerardo Hernandez’s company got into serious financial trouble, he used that old agreement to ask for help from my grandpa. Pleased, my

lucky me. They ended up deciding on making a natural makeup and about an hour later they were done. My mom walked in with the four blondes who had an annoyed look on and they were glaring at me. Well actually found out that Bridget wanted Xavier to marry Brittany but Alberto's dad and my grandpa arranged a marriage for us. "Are you guys done with the makeup?"Mom asked and they nodded. "Then let's get you in your dress," she said and Elena and Alexa squealed like seriously?

“He is basically a stranger Astrid. A stranger I’ve been forced to marry” “You’re taking this whole marriage thing too seriously Leigh. Lighten up and have some fun for once”, Astrid laughed. “Getting married off to some stranger is not the end of the world. Get to know the guy and maybe you can learn to love him. Heck! maybe he too can learn to love you”, Astrid exclaimed in amusement. “ “I’ve read tones of romance novels where the arranged couple always end up falling in love”, Astrid said with an elated tone. “Well this isn’t a romance novel Astrid!”, I replied in irritation.

It has been a long time since I saw him and I didn’t realize how much I missed him until I saw his face today. “Mrs. Brooke; how are you doing? Hope you are enjoying your marriage? How has life been without the person you claimed you loved so much?” I knew what he was doing but I was already concerned. I wasn’t ready to lose him because of a gardener. “Life without you has been really slow. I’m sorry. I don’t even love him. It was arranged marriage just to get my properties back.” I realized I was talking fast and sounded desperate, but yes, I am desperate.