Harry And Narcissa Marriage Contract Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I'm sorry I couldn't wait for tomorrow. What difference does it make, today or tomorrow? All that matters is that it's finally happening, and then..." "You entered into a contract marriage with me for the inheritance. You can't back down now until you achieve your desires. I won't sign the damn paper until I watch Grandpa handing all of your shares to you." "You won't dictate what I want. You have no right to care about me. It was a six-month contract marriage, and six months will it be, Miss Rogers," he snapped as I bit my lips, looking elsewhere.

He closed the car door and tried to lean on the back of the car while looking at Ana who was still staring out. “You don't need to be afraid. I'll bite you after we get married " "Aa. . .What?" "Ha ha ha, yes. We're getting married " Ana shook her head. Her chest was pounding, believing it and not what Harry said. She was sure Harry was not kidding. She was also sure that Harry had drawn up a very well-thought-out plan and that his trap this time would not allow Ana to let go.

“I want to know how it will look now. You will not marry her anymore” “There is a Marriage Contract in the middle of this story”. "And what does that mean"? “It means I have to wait.” “Expect what else, if she and her brother are together”? "Waiting for my dad and hers to come to an agreement." “But tell me honestly. You fell in love with her”? Ferhat smiles and shakes his head no. "No of course not". Nida smiles happily once more, hoping that Ferhat will stay with her. “Then do I have a chance”?

“Who would’ve thought you’re knowledgeable in legal matters?” Jasmine's face flushed red. She could sense he was being sarcastic. Tristan leaned very close to her, puffing his breaths on the tip of her nose. “In that case, we are gonna be considered a legally married couple if we get our Contract marriage agreement signed, Right?” He’s as cunning as a fox! He forced me to his house, yet he’s also planning on getting us married. How can a naive girl like me match up against a sly devil like him?

He clutches at his collar, pulling at it, loosening it. “No,” I said teasingly. “Then what is it, Hades? “ “I’m marrying Marissa,” he growled, placing both his hands on his thighs. and staring intently at me, "you know that. The contract is binding, and I'm not one to back out on my word. Let's put this down to just bad judgment on my part," he said firmly, "and leave it at that."

"But Grace please stop being immature and pay attention to what I am telling you, I need harry to talk to me, because something very serious is going to happen the day of that marriage is true please listen to me." "Oh please nothing, get the hell out of here you filthy little bitch and be thankful that harry is going to marry you and fulfill his part of the contract, now get the hell out of my house." "My house?" "yes my house, now I am living here with Harry I advise you not to come back here, while it is true that you are going to marry him, it will only be part of a contract that I don't agree with but I respect his decisions, I hope you respect the same, now get out."

Theo had found that on his own, and the heavens knew how much more had actually dug up. Alicia slumped on the couch with a defeated sigh, rubbing her temples. She was mad at everyone else but Theo. She wondered who between Hilda and Xavier had squealed. But having no way of knowing, Alicia decided to forget about it and instead study the contract in her hands. Placing her feet on the table, Alicia leaned back on the couch and held the contract in front of her. A Marriage contract between Theodore Cavill and Alicia Smoke.

“You don’t have to decide today. He’s giving you a week and whenever you’re ready, you can send an email to the address in the contract to arrange for a meeting” … “What? You mean The Christian Harrington wants to marry you?” Carla shrieks so loudly the next two tables turn to stare. “Shh,” I hiss, glancing around the bar. “Girl! I hope you’ve already signed the contract,” Nancy says, eyes beaming with excitement. “No, I haven’t. I find it quite strange and honestly, it’s a little hard to believe. But the document had an official stamp from the family,” I sigh. “You mean he had you kidnapped only to ask you to marry him? Well, Christian is quite romantic for a ghost heir,” Scarlett giggles,

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

I'd fled before he even stepped a whole foot into the room. And that was the sport, wasn't it? The game we were both playing, where we kept dodging each other instead of confronting what had happened that night. It seemed so foolish when I gave it thought, but I knew I'd never stop. For one, he was still marrying Narcissa; that much was certain. Even if the thought of them together made me, dare I say, jealous. Political marriages were as commonplace as air among wolf society and hardly discriminated against if you were a peasant or part of an illustrious peerage.