Forced Marriage Urdu Novels & Stories

Holding my hand, he pulled me to take the seven pheras around the fire. My dad, though threading on the last ounce of consciousness, tried his best to stop this marriage, resulting in sticking a duct tape on his mouth by one of his men. And then everything stilled and I am no more Shweta Rajput, now I am Shweta Arjun Singhania. A reality my mind, soul and heart treaded to accept. Pulling me into his embrace, my tormentor whispered in my ear, “Let’s go to your room.” With that said he dragged me out of my dad’s room and we headed to my room. Pushing me inside my room, he kicked closed the door with a bang.

, Rudra said and they shook their hands in a brotherly manner. "I heard about your marriage too", Daniel said "Yes, I got married", Rudra replied. "Forced marriage, love marriage or Arranged?", Daniel asked Rudra. "Trap", Rudra said while remembering the face of his wife. "Huh?", Daniel was confused. "It's a trap Marriage", Rudra said. "Okay! it's the first time, I've heard something like this. A trap marriage but for whom?", Daniel was amused by the new kind of marriage. "Obviously, For her", Rudra smirked at his prey.

"But for the physical pleasure he could get any girl..more beautiful, more experienced…..why you? Moreover it's impossible for a person to act in front of the one with whom he is staying 24 hours….all the time. So stop speaking like a moron." My heart said. "You guys are morons...remember he is a mafia...he can do anything to get what he wants...remember he married you by kidnapping you...how can you forget that?" My mind said. Yes...it's true. He married me forcefully . Moreover he kidnapped me ...how can I forget that? Because of him I couldn't contact my parents...my sister. He forced me to marry him despite knowing the fact that I loved Aarush.

"I'm so sorry too. I won't say what you did was right, I won't also blame you for everything. You were naive and young, you thought that based on what you think, you were doing the right thing by agreeing to his demand. Or better yet, you were scared of losing him, and so you did what he wanted. Zeenatu, engagement is NOT equivalent to being married. No one has the right to make you cross that line without he being legally yours. As your husband, and you as his wife. Marriage is not complete until the Mehr (dowry) is paid, and witnesses present to witness the marriage. Hence, the reason why you shouldn't have given yourself to him before all that. Him paying your dowry only doesn't make you

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.

As the room erupted in applause, he leaned into my ear one last time. "Don't think this changes anything," he said, his grip tightening on my waist. "This isn't a marriage. It's a consequence. For you." I realized then that I hadn't just been forced into a marriage. I had been handed over to a man who hated me, and whatever came next would not be kind.

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

I had seen the hurt in her eyes, but I had ignored it anyway. The call with my grandfather that night had shifted something inside me. His voice still rang in my head as I thrusted myself deep inside her. His repeated warnings on how I wasn’t allowed to love her. Not allowed to love my wife! It's insane that this whole contract and marriage thing was his idea and now, I wasn't allowed to love her. She did not deserve any of this. The moment she signed that contract and agreed to that marriage, she stepped into a dangerous world that followed me everywhere. Now her brother had paid the price for it.

He pulls down my shorts, i can hear the sound of him unbuckling his belt, “You really had to make things tough on yourself, huh” he states. My arms are steadily held by him and pinned backwards as I thrash on the table beneath him. I can barely move as he has my legs between his, in no time I will be met with the harsh reality of a man forcing himself on me. “Maldive” a voice calls and he pauses. “Not now” his brother says and I sigh in relief. “Why would I want to wait when I already have her” Maldive answers him in a grunt. He doesn’t move from his stance pushing my head on the desk.

It was his room when it was supposed to be their's. Standing outside the door, Sara wondered what it would have been like if she truly got married. Married to a man who cared about her - about Sara. Only Sara... Not the money that came with her. But, fate had something else in store for her. Even if she dreamed sometimes about a life where she was loved by everyone, she knew it was never possible. Even if she would have gotten married with her own choice, she was going to marry someone who was Powerful so she could use his power to climb the succession ladder.