Convenient Marriage Novels & Stories

At club we mostly have some drinks and chat no dance or anything exotic. Girls throw their selves at us but we are not like that. They both are married and I believe in arrange marriage so I don't want this flings. In my family everyone had arrange marriage and all are happy so I can be happy as well. At start i wasn't ready to settle down and all so my family respected that and then there was some problem in my horoscope so they didn't wanted me to get married. As I reached I saw my home. Big mansion. Everyone has kind of big room which consist bedroom study and living room in the suite. We don't allow visitors or guests to those floors.

“Does my father know about this?’ “He does but this is the easiest way for you to get permanent residence in this country. Don't worry. It'll be a contract and nothing more. It's called a paper marriage. You won't have to live together for long.” A Paper Marriage is a marriage of convenience made with no intention of forming an actual marital relationship. The term is commonly used to refer to marriages made to gain permanent residence in a particular country. “I can't do something like that,” I protested. “And if I’m going to ever get married, it’s going to be to my boyfriend Henry not some American man. I cannot trade him for anyone.” “Do you want to go back home to die?” “No, aunt.” “Well

I am still speechless as I walk into my villa and head upstairs to turn in for the evening. Well, tonight did not turn out as I expected, that’s for sure. I don’t even remember showering, much less brushing my teeth, and the next thing I know, I am cuddled up in bed and staring at the envelope. This is preposterous. How can he expect a marriage of convenience to work? Yes, there are plenty of pros involved when it comes to this; my company will most definitely be back on top within a year and thriving. But… being married to Elijah?

It hurt to hear it, but it didn’t make it any less real. “What do you mean?” I asked, struggling to keep the frustration from my voice. The stranger’s gaze softened for a moment, but just as quickly, it hardened again. “I’m offering you a way out,” he said, each word deliberate, measured. “A way out?” I echoed, my mind still reeling. “What are you talking about?” He took a slow breath, like he was choosing his words carefully. “A marriage of convenience,” he said simply. I stared at him, stunned into silence. “What?”

“Unless it’s a miracle lottery win, I don’t think anything can fix this.” Emma leaned forward, voice dropping. “There’s this new government program called the One-Year Marriage Incentive Scheme. Couples who sign a legal one-year marriage contract and live together get a huge one-time payment — enough to cover major medical bills and clear heavy debts. After twelve months, you can walk away free.” Abby froze. “Marry a stranger for money?”

I really wanted to remarry and have a child as soon as possible. That being said, I still needed to choose a partner carefully. My child deserved good genes, and I wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future. Ideally, I was looking for someone highly intelligent, good-looking, and had decent character. I also wanted him to be career-oriented. Additionally, I wanted our marriage to be more like we just lived together and had a mutually beneficial relationship. To put it simply, it would be a marriage of convenience.

she tries to convince her. "What exactly do you mean?" He asks, turning to face her. He looked down at his arm, which she was clutching. She released off of him swiftly and grinned awkwardly. She showed the envelope to him and stated, "I prepared a contract before we get married stating that the ceremony that happened today will not be valid. She handed him the papers, saying, "Once you sign it, I'll depart tonight and we can live our separate lives. Don't worry, I didn't include many restrictions because we're splitting up soon, and I guarantee you that you may edit or add to any of the articles."

The A-list reporter, Chelsea, sensing our unity, pressed harder with a sly smile, “but there have been reports suggesting that this marriage is a business move to protect your family’s image considering the past you had, Mr. McCall. How do you respond to that?” Megan’s eyes gleamed with determination. Even though the question was thrown at me, I knew she wanted to answer it. “Ms. Chelsea, I see you are among the people that entertain such rumors. I guess it is okay since you are just searching for an interesting story, but I would like to help you get your facts right,” she started with an equally taunting smile. “Our marriage is a personal choice and not some business move. We don’t let rum

His words were full of wisdom. "My life wasn't ruined in any way. This alliance actually opened doors for new opportunities. I got to meet lovely people like you, and surrounding myself with people like you will take me far in life." I paused and took a deep breath. "Yes, I know it's not really easy getting married to a man who is head over heels in love with another woman, but I've learned to accept it, and I promise not to ruin your son's future marriage. I won't come between them. They deserve to be happy."

I bit the inside of my cheek, "Then why are you marrying her?" "A marriage of convenience" he simply said. "It's common in our world." I tilted my head to the side. "What's a marriage of convenience?" "It's a contract marriage for political links and power and to ally with the British crime firm." I furrowed my eyebrows. I have never heard anything like that before. This man already had so much power. How much power can a person possibly crave? "My parent's marriage was also a marriage of convenience. My father married the princess of the Bratva to form an alliance with the Russians. My mother was an effortlessly lovable woman, he fell in love with her even before they got married..."