Husbands Forced Bi Novels & Stories

I looked once more at the bottle I was holding. “Poison?” I immediately shoved the bottle into her open hand but she did not take it. “No, never.” I declared firmly. “How can you ask this of me? I will never harm my husband.” “You are confused, Addison. This is not a request, it is an order from your uncle. He commands you to do this for him or you will not like the consequences. Remember that Andrew and Edward’s lives are in his hands, he can have them decapitated in the blink of an eye,” she threaten me.

"It is. Ezra feared what might happen after that strange and short encounter with the king. I assumed nothing, but still deep inside I suspected otherwise. If he called the king's attention, his logic told him that in that case he had to maintain the favor as it were, because his formula of non-existence would lose effectiveness. A concubine who fell out of favor with the king was the favorite pastime of high-ranking wives. It was a matter of survival and often superiority. If a wife acquired significant power in the hierarchy, she would make her power known to the other wives and what better way to make herself felt than to oppress the less powerful.

She couldn't stand seeing her only daughter be with her ex-husband, who she couldn't get over. Thirdly and bow it's Theodore Fitzgerald, my second freaking mate if such a thing even exists. He came to our pack, competed in the pack run, and won. And when it was time for him to demand what he wanted, he said it was me. When my husband refused, he fought with him and took me away by force. He hurt my husband so bad that I don't even know if Calhoun is alive. To think we're always getting separated from each other even when we work so hard to stay together as mates, husband and wife, and Alpha and Luna.

“NO, we can’t.” “What do you mean we can’t?” He asked and I could see the anger in his face as the truth of a forced marriage was starting to sink in. "If you and Jared want to keep your business and to keep your house and remain debt free, then we can't. Ace said that if I didn’t marry him that he would run your business to the ground and tear down your house that you worked so hard for and that he would pay all of your debts.” I said Alex’s eyes grew wide with shock. “You – you knew… about my house? The business?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes. I came over that day when the man in the suit talked to you guys. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but… and then the man left and I tried to leave too, but

"Marriage?" "Yes," I said steadily. "You can't erase what's been done, but you can reframe it. If Gio takes her as his wife, not his mistress, then any claim her master has weakens. A Don can't touch the lawful wife of another family without igniting a blood feud. You know the code as well as I do." His jaw worked, the vein in his temple still throbbing, but he was listening.

“That's all we can do right now.” Afgan nodded, feeling honored by his father's presence. Although guilt and loss still weighed heavily on his heart, he knew that his family could be a source of support and strength to get through this difficult time together. While waiting for further news from the search team and the condition of his in-laws, they sat together. Afgan occasionally turns to his father with a look of understanding, “Is this the origin of the forced marriage?” Achmed was a little awkward at the question, so he nodded and took a deep breath before answering, “Yes, as a form of my responsibility towards Bik Minah's son.”

"Real people with families and futures. How do I live with that?" Giuliana was quiet for a long moment, swirling the wine in her glass. Finally, she spoke. "When I was twenty-three, the Moretti family was at war with the Calabrese organization. They kidnapped my younger sister, Rosa. She was nineteen, engaged to be married, full of life. The Calabrese sent a message. Give them control of our northern shipping routes, or Rosa would die. My husband wanted to negotiate. The family elders wanted to trade. But I said no."

“Alexander Lucas, the clauses are not acceptable, and for me, they are too strict.” This eventually begins the first confrontation. I boldly face him and speak courageously, despite my emotional damage. I continue speaking. “You mean no friends, no family, no freedom, no phone, just total control. Is that even possible? Because I have a very important family member to check on, and I can’t forfeit checking on her,” I said bluntly. Standing up, he replies calmly and coldly. “Isabella, remember this is not a normal marriage… It’s a contract marriage.”

Jackson loved owning me and that was the truth, the only truth. "We have a party to attend." My hands were beginning to tremble. He was getting too aroused and I didn't want him taking my body again. I never thought I could be so humiliated, so weak and degraded to nothing than when my own husband force himself inside me. "We do, and I will look like a King with you by my side. I know you're upset, sweetheart. We are strong enough to defeat the Dark Wolves though. Be my wife and let's finish this once and for all."

I'm just stating what I know! The groom and the bride both had their own feelings for someone else, and this marriage was a forced family alliance. Many people in our circle knew about the H family's situation, Sir H specifically demanded that the groom get married in order for him to hand over his shares to him! (This marriage is all about interests, there is no love!)