I Wont Marry The Enemy Prince の小説・ストーリー

“He’s all talk. Don’t worry. Besides, I actually know how to use a sword: I doubt he does. I’ll keep you safe.” “Oh, sir, I have no doubt. I just hope you don’t get on his bad side. He might actually kill you.” I chuckled. “He’d get lost in this maze of a palace within five minutes and end up begging a footman for directions. And if I were worried about an Irishman losing his temper, I wouldn’t be marrying an Irishwoman with a temper equally as bad.” Once upon a time, a prince married a princess.

She had seen herself smiling with so much happiness and excitement and delight as she marched down the aisle towards her dream groom. But none of these fantasies of hers were going to happen. Instead of excitement and delight, her heart was filled with dread and unease. Well, nobody could blame her because like most of the ladies in the highest echelon of power, Roselle couldn't choose whom to marry. She had mistakenly, stupidly thought she was safe from all these things because she wasn't a princess. However, she was the daughter of the most powerful noble family in the entire Empire. In the end, she couldn't escape this fate. In fact, she couldn't believe she actually had it worse than any

“Miss Julia Knight, Do you take Mr. Nathan Blackwood as your beloved husband?” The officiator asked as Julia looked at the man in front of her throw her veil, wondering how she got here, never in her dreams or even nightmares did she ever think that she will be getting married to the person that she hates the most. “Do I have to do this?” She whispered to the officiator who smiled. “It is the clear procedure. Please answer” “I do.” Julia rolled her eyes and replied nonchalantly.

No one wanted me for who I was. If I was not intelligent, Chad would have dumped me ever since and here was his rival, asking me to marry him for this same reason. God! Was there something wrong with me? Something that made me unworthy of love. Tears welled up in my eyes as I spoke “I can work for you not marry you” He nodded with a bored expression. “I knew before I asked you to marry me. You are too valuable for a staff” “And you think marrying you makes me more valuable?” I asked, anger laced my voice.

The thought of leaving this hell-calling home supposed to make me happy and unleeched from the chain instead, I felt worse. I was getting married to someone I hadn't met before and the fact that they were enemies with my family, made me even more bitter. Aware of the bad blood they have with my family would make them treat me like a slave or even worse and the thought of it made me shiver. Lost in my dilemma, my elder sister spoke, "But Mom, doesn't this mean that we will be inlaws with our enemy?" Veronica asked my mother and then, a knowing evil smirk that I was used to seeing crept her lips as she sipped the glass of wine she had been holding since the beginning of this marriage discussio

"It will be the single biggest blow you could ever deal Vince." I took a few steps back. "You're insane." "It's the ultimate revenge," Dante said, his voice a low, seductive whisper. "Imagine his face. The wife he threw away, the woman he called worthless... standing beside me. His enemy. His replacement. A queen at my side." "I'm not getting married for revenge." "Why not?" Dante’s voice was velvet over steel. "You married for love once. Look where that got you." His words stung like a whip.

"Then why would a man who's spent three years making sure you lost every fight at that table suddenly drop everything to marry you the same morning your actual fiancé abandons you?" I didn’t have an answer. I’d been so fixed on the immediate arithmetic, no groom, two hundred guests, three hours, that I hadn’t thought to ask why. Why the one man who should’ve wanted nothing to do with my humiliation had said yes before I’d even finished the sentence. “Maybe he just hates me enough to enjoy it,” I said. Though even as I heard myself say it, it sounded thinner than it had an hour

"Are you seriously telling me... that to save your friendship I'm supposed to marry him?" ​Zane let out a cold, harsh laugh, his tone dripping with pure disgust. "In your dreams, Ryan. I wouldn't marry you if you were the last person on Earth and the survival of the world depended on it" ​The silence that followed was heavy. The two fathers looked at each other, then back at their sons. The war was just beginning. . . . ​TO BE CONTINUED...🤍

She thought about 1998, about Wolfe Meridian Corp, and about the brutal efficiency of a plan that didn't just neutralize the threat but removed the person behind it from the board entirely. "He will know it was me," she said. "When it collapses, he will know I was involved." "Yes," Caiden said. "Does that change anything?" He looked at her across the desk. "It changes nothing," he said. "He will know you were involved and he will know I was involved, and he will know that the two of us, together, ended him. I consider that an appropriate outcome." She looked at him. Together. The word settled somewhere deep inside her. Once, this marriage had been nothing more than a contract. Somewhere alon

She amended which Sue can not believe herself. “He would not dare.” “Oh he just did. So we have fair share together.” She grabbed Sue’s hand and solemnly smiled. “ I hope ye would understand him since ye are going to get married soon.” Sue looked at the far distance of the land her family owned. “I think I cannot wed a man who adores another woman.” “Hmmm?” “Both Woon and I thought that the future king of this land had this unexplained adoration towards the princess of the teuton tribe.”