Forced To Marry My Bully Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I am fine. What could happen to me?” Shrugging my shoulders, I removed her hands and rose from my seat. “So did it hurt to find her so close to Kyle?” “She married her boyfriend-” I was about to enunciate, to make that matter out of my control but- “She was ‘forced’ to marry her ex,” My jaw clenched, “What are you trying to imply?” “I heard what happened.” She smirked, rising from her seat and walking up to me. “So?” “How did it feel to force your own mate into marrying another man?” She spoke seductively, tracing her fingers on the side of my face, leading it down.

He was still a jerk, just like he was in high school and he had said all those mean things to me even though he had no clue who I was, classic Giveon move, bully them into submission and obedience. Giveon didn’t want a wife, he wanted a puppet, someone that could play the part while he had fun with his girlfriend. Someone that wouldn’t dare leave a taint on his company’s image and at the thought of that, my hands began to twitch out of anger. I was furious that all of them thought they could just force me to do whatever they like. He had done that in high school and I wasn't going to let him do that to me again. So, I was going to do what grandfather said, I was going to marry him but the ma

Downstairs, I could hear their muffled argument echoing up the hallway. "You see? She just walks away from me," Mother scoffed. "Vivian, you have to calm down," Father pleaded wearily. "You can't force her to marry someone without her consent." "Someone?!" she shrieked. "Andrew is not just someone! And honestly, I am no longer asking her to marry him. I am forcing her, because I am her mother and I know what is best! She will accept it because she doesn't have a choice and neither do we! Do you honestly think I'm doing this for my own amusement? I am doing this for the survival of this family and our name!”

[POV: Aurora Blake] It was Thursday. Today was the exact legal expiration date of the two-year contract Julian Oswald had signed in Seattle. According to Freya Blake's paperwork, today was the final day of the forced marriage. The paper arrangement legally dissolved. Aurora walked downstairs at seven o'clock. The early morning air was crisp and cool. The farmhouse did not feel any different. The tension of the contract had evaporated weeks ago when they signed the permanent conversion document. The expiration date was now just a phantom deadline for a cage that no longer existed.

I muttered. “Just watch it. I'm also getting to find out.” Alex said. “I just want to tell all of you that I was forced to marry Lawson. Everyone judged me on why I married a man that was thrice my age but I didn't because I was forced. Lawson is a woman beater and he forced me to seduce his son, Jayden.” What is she even saying?” I whispered. I already knew about this so what the hell was going on?

My mouth brushes her ear as I whisper, low and lethal, “You can get in the car on your own free will… or I’ll help you decide.” We stood there for a second before she decided to get in, puffing and all, when I got on the other side. She mumbles, “ This is bullying. “ “It's called taking care of my wife, “ I told her, to which she rolled her eyes back at me. I smile at this small victory. The drive was silent, which was good; it gave me time to go over what I saw yesterday. My father was insisting on my marrying that girl to the point of framing me for sleeping with her, when nothing happened, even without evidence, I can tell that nothing had happened that night.

I thought sarcastically. I had never dreamed of marriage, not after what my mother went through in her so-called loving marriage with my father. I watched her crumble everyday under father's cruelty until she managed to escape. I swore to myself not to let anyone drag me into something like that. And yet, here I was. Married to an arrogant prick. My heels echoed loudly as I took hesitant steps into the vast marble foyer. The chandeliers glittered coldly overhead. I had no idea where I was heading.

He didn't complete his statement, his eyes revealing emotions and that made me looked away. "It’s a long story, Adrian.” I cut him off while gathering my thoughts to give him the shortest version possible. “But to sum it up, my family arranged this marriage on my behalf. I had no choice than to proceed with the process.” "That’s insane!” I was startled when he suddenly slammed his fist against the table. A few people turned to look, but he didn’t seem to care. “You need to sue them. What they did was uncalled for! They forced you into a marriage you weren’t prepared for—"

Disappointment and sorrow clung tightly to my heart, squeezing tight. Memories from six years ago flashed through my mind, hitting me harder then his words. I was seventeen. Fresh out of high school and excited about college. I had even applied, was positive about getting in when my dad had forced me into marriage to repay the debt he owed the Carter family. My words didn’t count. My pleas didn’t matter. All my gambling, drunk addict of a father wanted was to ensure he ruined by life because he decided to be careless with money and his own company.

My name is Jasamina McCully and I am twenty years old. Two years ago, my parents forced me to marry a rich congressman named Ludale McCully. A forty-five-year-old man turned out to be the most abusive man on the whole planet. "To save my family from poverty." My mother had said to me as she pushed me to marry the forty-five-year-old man. I was crying and begging my parents but they didn't listen. I was just a means to an end.