How Does Arranged Marriage Work Novels & Stories

he spat harshly, I bark out a laugh finding it refreshing to have him beside me. “Although this is an arranged marriage, he should have the decency to stay with you.What kind of jerk leaves his wife on their wedding week?” Ahh,Callum? His face remains cold and hard muttering under his breath. To everyone, my boss and my marriage is an arranged marriage but Callum and I had signed an agreement which is only one year. I hope our parents don't find out,Nope ....never….No way(not Norway), Impossible. “I am glad you are here,” I say genuinely. Aiden gave me his breathtaking smile which I’m 99.802% sure many girls would drop their panties for but not me, I’m immune to his looks.

They sold land, cosmetics, technology, malls, groceries, and many more, which made them prosperous. My Dad was willing to sell me out to the family. My Dad was rich, but then it was nothing compared to them. If they were interested in an arranged marriage, then why did Dad not give Alison instead of me? "Why me? Why not Alison?" I finally asked. They had never given me anything good. It was a sign that the marriage was going to be hell. "Oh well, they said he is useless. He was going to die soon from a deadly disease. So I don't think I will go for someone like that." Alison said, scoffing in mockery.

"You’re hiring a husband for me? That’s already a red flag to be honest, mother. A marriage built on business and wealth is bound to fail. And I refuse to be part of it. If I'm going to marry, it will be someone whom I actually like, not some stranger you've chosen for me." "But, you aren’t giving anyone a chance to know if you’d actually like them!” She slapped her head dramatically in frustration. “We’re not asking you to get married to him as soon as you both meet. You get to know him, see all sides of him, and then make your decision." "That sounds like an arranged marriage." "It is, darling. It is." She smiled at me. I gave her a skeptical look, raising a brow at her. "What?" "Are you s

I told him. "It is not that simple, Irina." He replied and I felt someone just stabbed me. He is not over her yet. She can still have a chance in his life though. It is not like we live with each other, after all. "Yeah, it is not that simple." I repeated his words. It is an arranged marriage after all. We arranged to marry each other, so what did I expect from this? "Are you okay?" He asked me. "I am." He cupped my face and made me face him.

Sandra asked with a smirk. “Are you going to allow her to do this too? She was your wife. The one you promised to be with in sickness and in health.” My voice came out weaker than I wanted it to. “We have no choice.” I turned my face to Sandra, who was still smiling. My shoulders slumped in defeat. She had me, and she knew it. It would take me working to the bone for four months to get that amount of money. “Who is the person I am supposed to get married to?” I asked my father, accepting defeat. Relief washed over his face, and I felt sick.

suddenly I felt like slapping myself across the face how could I have not realise that the whole reason why they wanted me to marry him so badly was probably because they wanted their friend to make it up the social ladder and they saw me as the easiest way to make it for him basically I was his ladder that he was supposed to step on on his way to the top and they couldn't care less about me. if I decided that I didn't want to be useful to them then they will simply just find another person to be his ladder and help him up to the top it's made me feel sick all over but then I managed to keep a calm expression on my face and I told them that I will sign the documents and give them what they w

And, when he stood up abruptly like that with such a cold expression on his face, Sierra was quite intimidated. He was usually cheerful and full of jokes. He flirted all day around and Sierra had never seen him serious. Sometimes, she even wondered if he was truly the son of a don. His mannerisms didn't seem like it. Zeke's tall figure towered over her as he replied, "Sierra stop being so difficult. Our parents arranged this and not me. Trust me, I don't think you are anything special. But, I promised my dad to get married." "And, that's why I'm here. So stop acting like an immature brat and face reality."

"Don't try to act all smart. There's one thing you need to know. You've got the bad ass. It's either you opt out now or never. You can still be saved or you'll be in a bondage your entire life." "Do you think I want to do this?!" I asked in a slight yell. "Then opt out. Stop being pretentious. I didn't believe any lady could agree to an arranged marriage. I thought all ladies sought love. I totally forgot that ladies are money searchers. But still, they appreciate love with money. That's why you're unique." He avowed. "You've got it all wrong. He shrugged and walked past me, heading to the door. "I'll pick you up tomorrow so you can get your stuffs."

“I want you to stay, I want you and me to help our parents with the plans…” “More like curtail them before they go overboard.” Jared cuts in. “That too.” Alexa agrees. “I want to stand at the altar beside and go hunting with you, I want you by my side because even as much as I do not like the fact that this was arranged by our parents and it is a political kind of marriage but with my petty rage and anger aside, I do know that this is the best match for me so my answer is yes. I do want the union but we would have to take things very slow.”