Elissa Whirlwind Marriage Novels & Stories

His voice was a low, biting growl that sent a shiver straight down my spine. "Selena, let's not pretend this marriage was anything but a business deal. You signed the papers to save your bankrupt father." I struggled, kicking my legs wildly. He shifted his weight seamlessly, pressing his thick thigh firmly between my knees. He forced my legs apart and completely trapped my lower body. The friction and the absolute dominance of his posture made my breath hitch. "You are my wife," Ellis whispered harshly. His gaze dropped to my trembling lips, then snapped back to my eyes.

I asked. Ellison's certainty slipped, but she recovered quickly. She laced her elegant hands together. "What sort of marriage appeals to you?" I shook my head. "I asked first." Her gaze cooled as Ellison settled in for real negotiations. "I imagine our marriage could be fairly open. We are both busy people, and I travel extensively. As long as we kept the appearance up, our marriage could have untraditional caveats." "You'd let me have mistresses and affairs as long I kept them out of the public eye?" I asked. Ellison sipped her champagne.

she murmured and headed into her office. "Honestly Mira, I am losing my mind." Catherine lamented after she narrated what happened to Mira. "Are you telling me that your runner-away boyfriend has returned?" Mira asked, still don't believe Catherine. "Mira, he did not just return, but he is also my boss" Catherine continued "So when are you going to tell him"? Mira "Tell him what," Catherine asked "About Your son Ellis," Mira said. "I can't tell him anything. He may deny ever knowing me" Catherine said.

, he extended his hand out as I saw the fear behind her eyes. "I never loved you, I don't love you and I want a divorce", I said playing along with his rules or his hallucinations. He looked at me in disbelief as he let Melody go and he looked struck. "You love me you're just lying, these games Lorelai, not funny", he said as I needed to put an end to this, he was hallucinating from the ecstasy he took way too much of. "I'm married, I love someone else, it's never been you", I said taunting him knowing he was taken back by my actions.

I massaged my head and let out a deep sigh. This is really the biggest problem of the luxurious like me, easily fooled! I groaned frustratedly. "I left and moved away because I ran away from my marriage. Then, what? Suddenly, I'm married?!"

Then, like bullets, his lethal words came blasting from his mouth. "But can I have a cup of coffee first?" I asked, hoping to slow his pace. "Can it wait? This is important. Tameka, I want a Divorce. It's been three years. I'm tired of this sexless and loveless marriage. But more importantly than that, Lizzy is very ill, and her only wish is to be married before she leaves this earth." I was floored. This isn't how I imagined it. "Copeland, I don't know what to say. You are catching me so off guard."

I didn’t waste time. “I have a proposition for you,” I said, my voice low, deliberate. “We get married. For one year.” Her breath hitched. She didn’t look up. “It’s purely for appearances,” I continued. “The press needs to see me settled. After a year, we get a divorce. There will be no complications.” I added “Four million dollars. Yours when it’s over.” She swallowed hard, her eyes flickering, I could almost hear her thoughts—Why me? Do I have a choice? She didn’t say anything, she kept ordering water and nodding her head.

She would be away from Whiteloop City next week, and it would be ideal to resolve Jessica's matter before she left. Otherwise, given Jessica's filming schedule—another two months in Whiteloop City—it would only cause more distress to Lucille to leave her alone. "Mr. Robinson and Mr. Robinson Senior, I hope you understand this too." Lucille explained, "It's not my business if you want a marriage alliance, but you cross the line if you involve my people. If it comes to that again, things won't be as simple as now. If you wish to keep your family intact, stay in your lane and know your place!"

"I don't need a contract to be your partner, and I don't need a merger to be your husband. I chose you. I choose this life. I choose Leo. And I choose to spend every single day of my retirement arguing with you about soil acidity and chasing our son around a seaside town. Will you marry me, for real this time?" Tears streamed down Vivian's face, a joyous release that had nothing to do with fear or corporate stress. "Yes," she whispered, her voice cracking. "Yes, Elias. I will marry the man who plays chess and buries diamonds." Elias slid the simple, beautiful ring onto her finger. It felt light, perfect, and utterly right. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her with a quiet, profound devot

The words shattered whatever restraint he had left. “What did you say?” he asked slowly, disbelief flickering across his face. “Say that again.” “If I was given the choice again,” Elisa said, meeting his gaze, “I would choose Leonard over you time and time again.” His face drained of color. “At least he never manipulated me into marriage, I did it of my own will, of my own desires because I—” she paused for a moment, before gaining the courage to go on. “I—i loved him. I was more than willing to ignore all the warnings I received and married him regardless because of my feelings for him. That's the difference between you and Leonard, unlike with him, I'll never be able to love you.”