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

The third time my fiancé, Rafael, confronted me over a dancer, she was carrying his heir. This time, I buried all my love for him. On what should have been our wedding day, still in my gown, I left him at the altar and walked into the church on the arm of his sworn enemy. Over the phone, the man cursed softly, his tone a mix of frustration and fond exasperation. "Principessa, of all the times to finally come around, you pick now? I'm in Sicily. I can't do much from here."

"Because you've never been like this before. And you talk as if I'm going to leave you and marry another man." He let go of my hand and crossed his arms like a child. "You know I'm not fighting alone to defeat the hybrids." "You are with the fighters, right?" "And Prince too!" He rolled his eyes when he saw I gaped in disbelief. “I knew you must be very surprised. You must be very proud that Prince turned out to be that great. You will praise him and then marry him knowing he contributed a lot to you?” I winced and shook my head. "I never said that."

Instead, he was being… nice. I opened my mouth to refuse. To push him away. To remind myself that this was all part of the plan. But then I stopped. This was perfect. If Adrian wanted to rewrite the rules of our marriage, I would let him. The more attached he became, the harder the fall would be. All I had to do was play along. A smile curved across my lips. Mischievous. Deliberate. "Why not?" I said. Adrian's expression flickered with surprise, then relief, then something darker, something that made my pulse quicken.

Then I heard Julia and Prince Neo laughing. "The f**k?! That's not funny." I said while glaring at them. "Okay fine! I love him. So what? He's gonna get married soon." I said before sitting again and crossing my arms. "Then fight back. You love him." Prince Neo said. I shook. "How can I fight if this game hasn't started yet, I'm already losing. The man is getting married. What else can I do?" I said. Silence broke between the three of us for a moment. Until I decided to go in to sleep.

"You think I want this? You think I woke up one morning and thought, 'Yes, I'd love to be forced into marrying a woman I've never met, who hates me on sight'?" "I don't hate you on sight. I hated the thought of you the moment I heard about this goddamn betrothal and I absolutely hated you after you opened your mouth." "There's that silver tongue again." He closed the distance between them, and Adrienne found herself backing up until her spine hit a tree. He braced one hand on the trunk beside her head, leaning in. "Let me make something very clear, Princess. I don't want this marriage any more than you do."

“You are to be married today.” At first, his words made no sense, how could I be getting married today if wasn’t even engaged? I did not even have a suitor! There were many handsome young men in the kingdom of Lerene, but according to queen Kendalia, I wasn’t good enough for any of them so she chased away anyone who showed interest in me. I thought she was set for me to die a spinster just for her own amusement, but now my uncle was taking things in the exact opposite direction.

Archie turned back and looked at him, "Why did not you tell me? Why did not you tell me I have an arranged marriage to the killer is daughter?" Ian looked away, "Sorry Archie..." Ian tried to get closer. Archie stopped him with his hand, "Stop right there." Ian sighed, "Fine Archie. I did not tell you because I knew you were going to look like this." "Whatever..." Archie looked back at the window, "how does he want me to marry the enemy is daughter...how? They killed my mother... I suffered a lot from it... " "There is no other way to make peace, if you do not marry the princess... Look Archie, this marriage is just a diplomatic treaty. Later you can marry whoever you want..."

Three times. Marriage Contract — Aria Coleman & Damien Blackwood. "You want me to marry Damien Blackwood." Not a question. A statement delivered from somewhere very flat and very dangerous. "It's a business arrangement…" "Answer the question Dad." He loosened his tie. His tell. I had been watching him do it my whole life and it always meant the same thing, he knew he was wrong and had already decided he didn't care. "Yes," he said. "Damien Blackwood."

He's cold, he's this and that. Truly he's all that, but he doesn't wanna give his stepbrother any ammo to pull one over him so he had to accept marrying princess Kara of Mey kingdom since he was incapable of having a mate. His enemies called him cursed since having a mate was something crucial in their world but he searched and couldn't find her so marrying princess Kara Mey was without choice.

he moves closer to her and he clenches her hand. "Then, tell me what I don't know because you make me think, you don't want to marry me. Your actions, your resistance, you keep looking for excuses all the time and I'm sick and tired of it." "Your Father, the king, will never bless this union always keep this in mind." "Why?. You told me after the marriage of the Prince and the Princess things would be easier. I love you Edmonton, you are the man I want to spend the rest of my life with"