Forceful Marriage Novels & Stories

She nodded vigorously, "No way! How could I love that cold arrogant arrogant? But he was the one who embraced me after what happened and didn't force me to do anything." "Then at least visit my parents, they miss you, and my father told me that if you wanted a divorce, he would stand by you and fight for you."1 Emily's voice came from behind them, "Oh, does our little daughter-in-law want a divorce? I didn't expect Chris to force you into marriage." "Huh, I expect everything from him," said Steve, who was beside her, mockingly.7 Veronica looked at them nervously and then said, "Don't eavesdrop on us, Chris didn't force me either!"

“I wasn’t expecting to hear from you so soon” “I’ve made my decision,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions within me. “I’ll marry your sons” There was a brief pause before Mr. Skylar’s relieved voice replied. “That’s wonderful news. You’ve made me very happy, Aurora”. “But,” I interjected firmly. “There’s a condition” The pause this time was longer, and I could sense his curiosity. “Go on”. “This marriage will be a contract marriage. I’ll stay with your sons and do my best to bring them together as a family. But once they’re united…once they don’t need me anymore, I’ll leave” I said, gripping the phone tightly.

His tone was threatening, leaving no room for argument. "W-Why not?" "Because you are my wife, the Pakhan's bride, and you will learn to respect that place." His voice held possessiveness. "This m-marriage was forced, yo-you sinner." His grip painfully tightened on my jaw, making me whimper. "Call me a sinner all you want, but don't forget, I would sin a thousand times more if that means keeping you mine."

I'm going to have to marry that damn fiancé anyway. The more Primrose thought, the more disturbed she was. She was celibate, suddenly having to marry a stranger, and more or less had a feeling of resistance. If it weren't for regretting the image of a docile and docile girl built over the years, Primrose would have soon rebelled to claim her rights. "Is there no other way? In what era is there still this kind of forced marriage?"

Let's see how they're going to force me to marry him. I'll fight this fight until I see the end.

"I'm getting married in a week. And now, I'm being forced to go live with the man in his home," Disbelief showed in his beautiful eyes. I was more stunned when he sat close to me on my bed, and instantly, he grabbed my palm. "Lady Lorena, I haven't told you this before, but I have a trembling heart for you; I desire you. I don't think that I can let this happen. I will talk to your father, Paolo." I gaze at him in a terrified state. "You cannot talk to my father about this, and you're not permitted to do so. Everything has already been settled. You cannot change my father's mind, Marci," I masqueraded with a smile.

“I can’t focus right now. I never cheat…” But marrying her was a rush. Did she run off with another man then? That thought infuriates me. I will kill that bastard and will lock her.

She doesn’t know what to do after marriage. "It’s because of my father. H-He… forced me to marry Luke," she stated finally. "What? Why would he do that? Uncle Noah is not the type of a parent where he will forced his daughter, as far as I know. What if Lucas becomes enraged? What if he will make you suffer? Did you tell Lucas about it?” “I tried—” She heard her friend's heavy sigh on the other line. "My God, Ryleigh. Why did you let this happened? What if Luke punishes you or does something to you?"

Alpha George smiled at him and sat down in the comfy seat. "I am actually here to ask of you for another favor." He said looking for anything in Alpha Victor's eyes that would turn down what he wanted to ask of him. "Anything George," Victor gave him an encouraging smile. Alpha George was a little hesitant and his friend realized that of him. Alpha Victor knew him too long to not know of his ways and the same of Alpha George knowing him. "I am proposing an arrangement for my daughter to marry your son to unite the family." Alpha George said firmly.

Maybe because he couldn’t stand, or maybe because they wanted to make the whole show feel “balanced.” My eyes met his immediately—Keith. There was one thing sixteen-year-old me imagined too: the best man was supposed to be the groom. The man I dreamed of marrying was just standing behind the man I was being forced to marry. How cruel can life be? I couldn’t take my eyes off him, and suddenly, I wanted to back out. I didn’t want to do this. My grip tightened around the bouquet. No. My daughter. I have to do this for her. She’s my priority.