Cerpen Kahwin Paksa Dengan Musuh Ketat の小説・ストーリー

, Valerie warned "I ain't playing no prank on you, you are engaged to Valentino Preston and you're getting married to him in two weeks", Megan informed. "What..two weeks...that's too close even if I was in love with him but I'm not. How am I supposed to marry a stranger? Mariana and Avery won't take this likely", Valerie sighed in frustration She couldn't believe her life was going to be ruined this way. How the hell did she get entangled in this type of shit. She was one to stay on her own and avoid trouble..just why did this have to happen to her.

Kita cupped his firm backside and pulled him deeper into her, a move that made him see stars. "Agioo...Agioo.." Kenneth whispered. "You almost finished me off with that maneuver." Kita giggled softly, and he melted on the inside. He knew they always laughed at times, even when making love. "Give me what I want. I'm your wife, and you have to obey me.." "Wow! What did I do signing those papers to come home?" "A lifetime as my sex slave." "I can live with that." He picked up the pace but kept a tight rein on the desire pounding through him

"Tomorrow, you will marry my sister." A handsome man easily said those hurtful words, after he made a sweet man beneath him sigh enjoying their hot night. After he said those hurtful words, he kissed the top of the soft head of a sweet man beneath him. "I can't, you are my first love Febrian." The sweet man is now pleading and crying that he doesn't accept that he is being treated so cruelly. The handsome man who was called Febrian kissed his lips tightly embraced the sweet man, he was about to return to their hot night activities, a sigh echoed in the dark and hot room.

When I'd discovered I was pregnant two months later, that burden had become permanent. We'd married in a small ceremony with no joy and few witnesses. His pack had been furious—an Alpha marrying a rogue was scandal enough, but one he'd been forced to marry out of duty was even worse. I'd endured their cold stares and whispered insults, had smiled through the thinly veiled hostility, because at least I had a home. At least my child would have a pack, a place to belong. And Matthew had held my hand tightly that day. "She's my wife," he'd said, his voice steel. "She's your Luna. And she's earned her place here a hundred times over. Anyone who disagrees can challenge me directly."

I exposed the information my private investigator had given me. “These hotel check-in records from five years ago all have real-name verification. Are you really going to keep lying?” She was rendered speechless by my rebuttal. Then, she changed her tune again and shamelessly came closer. “Babe, I know I was wrong. I wasn’t myself. Can we start over? “Look, here’s that Best Couple prize from the proposal that night. A five-day, four-night luxury honeymoon trip. Why don’t we go enjoy it together?”

He ignored her and took her to a room in this hotel and entered her violently, feeling great heat and anger in his chest He cried, "How can he call you my dear when you've become mine!" He added nervously, "And tell me, are you so afraid of him from me? How do you love him when he's just a lazy bastard who depends on his uncle and his daughter for everything? If he feels you, even for a second, to find a job to be able to marry you or to provide you with a beautiful life! What! About kissing in the garden? Do you think I'm even going to leave you afterwards? It seems you don't know Kris Andrew's stubbornness.

“I think we may have started off on the wrong foot, Sienna, and I would like to make something clear before this turns unnecessarily hostile. I am not your enemy, and whatever assumptions you have made about me are probably exaggerated.” I stepped closer to her until there was barely any space left between us, close enough that she had to lift her chin slightly to maintain eye contact. My anger settled into something cold and controlled as I spoke. “I honestly do not care what history you and Lucian share or what kind of messy breakup the two of you had in the past. That part of his life is over, and you need to understand something very clearly. I am his wife now, and whatever place you thi

I'm really thankful that nobody knows about the marriage except family. But am I? Sometimes I want to be beside him, I want people to recognise me as his wife, because I hate the admiring looks he gets from women. Yes, Damien is a cold bastard, but he looks so fucking good and the people that fear him, especially the women, they still drool after when he passes and it pisses me off. Anyhow, the partners like me, but the interns don’t. I think they may even hate me because they don’t think I’ve worked as hard as they have to get the internship.

She was like an angel captured in the devil's bed. A willing angel in the devil's bed. Mine. I’d never give her up. I didn’t give a fuck who I’d have to ruin or kill. She was my perfection. The best part was that she’d let me because she wanted to be mine. My enemies called me the Villainous Kingpin. The devil in a three-piece-suit. She just called me hers. She loved me, just the way I was. And God knew I loved her just the way she was. My most beautiful perfection.

The moment Evie's words left her mouth, I felt devastated. And on top of that, her parents agreed with that man, Lockwood, and now not only does she have to marry him, but also, she is to believe that they are in love and willingly engaged! What makes me even more frustrated is the fact that I can't do anything about it! I was walking up and down the corridor of the hospital trying to figure something out. What if I kidnapped her? "Whatever you're thinking I'm pretty sure it won't work. Not when you frown that much…" I heard a voice behind me and turned around fast enough to get myself a nasty cramp.