Ff Nikah Paksa Novels & Stories

“I know we haven’t talked much since we left Uni, cause I was busy with work but I was grinding hard so that I could be something and come to you with something, cause I mean your family is the Knight’s, but I’m up now so everything should be good right? So i-if...I mean, Roya Knight would you do me the honour of going on a date with me? I mean if you want to…” HUH? Fuck I’m going to faint, breathe in, breathe out, get it together Yaya. I think...I think I’m about to have a panic attack. Nick likes me, he likes me. I can see it. His eyes are wide and sparkling at me. His beautiful green eyes that i’ve always loved are looking down at me with fear swirling in them, God he’s handsome. I would

“And I need something...” “I have a condition to “help you,” he says, cutting me off, I tell him to continue.” Don't get married, if she is in love it will help in the process of softening her image to her parents, and she will have me to confront and justify it. Then calmly think about marriage. Nego shook his head. “She could be pregnant” I speak of my suspicions. Lorenzo snorted and smacked my forehead. Pregnancy before marriage is punishable. "Certainty?" question.

Lora said happily. "Well, there is just a tiny catch, as my dad likes to call it. I have to marry Alexander to sign the contract and merge the companies." I said and started crying. How could my own father do this to me? I am his daughter, and he is going to make me marry someone just to grow his business and gain more money. "And you know what the worst part is??" I asked her still crying on her shoulder. Her blouse was wet from my tears. "He, says, he is doing this for me. To secure my future... I mean can you believe this?!" I said and I was now coughing from shouting so much. I was upset. How could he?

But right now, all she could see was a person with a too much greed. "I am just 24! By this age, I should be traveling the whole world, and you should never dictate what I should do! Do I look like a teen who still needs to be guided?" Now I know how Nikita feels about her fixed marriage. I regret encouraging her to give it a chance. It was one of the thoughts running inside her mind. Nikita is one of her Chinese friends who was a victim of that fixed marriage. She was then one of those people who encouraged her to do it. Now, she was remorseful.

Imam looked at Zoya and asked her "Ms. Zoya, the bride, Do you agree to marry the groom, Sahir Malik Chaudhry, by accepting the Mehr he has given to you?" Zoya gulped. This is her time now to grab the chance which Allah has given to her. "I refuse to accept this Mehr and so this Nikkah based on this Mehr" Zoya said. Everybody gets shocked. Sahir looked at him, pushing aside the flowers attached to the Sehra. "Zoya, what do you want else? I'm willing to give you everything! Tell me..." Sahir said. Zoya gulped again. "I'll only agree to do this Nikkah on my conditions "

Arup interrupted midway, getting irritated with the long winding story. "Yes, but it wasn't entirely the cause," Fishal added hastily. "What do you mean?" Rhidoy asked. Fishal's muscles tensed. "One day, we heard that Ninu was already engaged and signed an uncontested engagement with a girl named Fultushi. Aadhila heard of it and wouldn't come out of her room and refused to eat anymore. We talked to Ninu to take her as his second wife but he refused. We also couldn't force him since it's against the Christian marriage code. By law, my sister will remain a mistress forever."

Yudha didn't want to make trouble by asking her to open the veil, even though he may, couse they will be a mate. The wedding day arrived. "I accept the marriage of Diandra Safaluna bint Nasron Kamal with a set of prayer tools and 300 million rupiah, in cash." After a few moments of silence, finally the loud voices of the invited guess were heard through the De Luxurious hotel. Sayudha Wistara looks happy. That tall man proved to anyone that he can propose a veiled woman with a fantastic dowry.

Markris asked, looking bewildered at her kind gesture towards him. She looked stunned at him as if he was mad or something. "Lorena Cicero...Emerald, as you called me, you're soon to be wife...the lady your father and my father are forcing to get married to a psychotic scumbag," She insults him indirectly with a face of seriousness.

"You promised I could visit them if I walked down that altar!" My father leaned forward, his face inches from mine, his voice low and menacing: "That depends entirely on your behavior. If you don't piss me off and you fulfill your obligation, I might consider it. Genna was raised to be submissive, captive, and a well-behaved wife for him, and that bitch ran away. You don't have your sister's training, but you better learn to spread your legs and be obedient real fast. If you fail in that man's bed and he cancels the contract, I swear to God I will hand Sienna or Bianca over to the next cruel billionaire who comes along to save my company. Do you understand me?"

Wanting to take the conversation back to where it was at, I cleared my throat as I spoke. “This is why I want to get a fuck buddy or a boyfriend, so…” He ended up cutting me off. “You still can’t get any of that, I forbid it.” He remarked in a firm voice, then his eyes trailed over me as he continued. “It’s a little pitiful that you’ve not gotten some in years, but you’ll live. You can get some toys to keep yourself satisfied in the one year you’ll spend in the contract marriage.” He drawled and I bristled as I folded my arms.