Is Marriage A Trap Novels & Stories

“This house is a mess. Your mother is here. Everyone’s on edge. You’re upset. I get that. But you don’t walk out of a marriage because of a little drama.” I dropped the sweater into a suitcase and zipped it halfway. “You call this a little drama? A little drama?” He stopped in front of me. “Yes.” I looked up at him. “It’s a child, Scott” I said. “I feel so trapped here.” His face fell. “That’s not true,” he said quickly. “You’re not trapped.” I shook my head. “I was pushed into it. You know that. This isn’t love, Scott. None of it is. It’s just all a deal.”

But I got my body taken away from me, leaving only my spirit. He beat and beat until I fell to the floor, still holding myself tight. He pounded on me with his shoes. I felt like dying but still held on. He continued until he got tired. Only heavy breathing came from him. Then I had the shock of my life. “Did you think I married you to have choices in my house? I married you because I was told you always slept with that idiot who calls himself Caleb.” It dawned on me that everything was a trap and I was caught in it. Misery will never leave me. Still lying down in pain with blood gushing out of my body, I cried bitterly.

"Hmm." "Although I browsed it, and I saw that contracts are meant to expire. Is marriage contracts any different?" Leo blinked in thought. "Um, I think my and mommy's cases are different." Aria nodded. "OK, but what if it has an expiry date, does it mean you, and mom is not married?" Leo frowned, absorbed in thought at the statement. He has never thought about that. Never. He rubbed his hand on her back. "Stop thinking too much, princess. That's not something you should be thinking about."

"It's up to you. You'll talk about that matter. I just don't want us to be like you who are separated from each other." I smiled and hugged her. "You can't imitate us. As long as you truly love the woman you marry. As long as you offer all your understanding and love to her. And as long as you don't do things that are against your future wife's feelings, " I faced Travis. "Love your wife, Travis... and do not ever hurt her feelings. Because we are women, we also have a limit to our understanding of the person we love," "Aurora?" Travis was surprised at the words that escaped my lips.

"What's so good about marriage? Once you get married, you're trapped. You can't even change to another man." Hayden immediately felt stifled. This woman still wanted to change men… No, how could his woman think of changing men? He had to work harder so she didn't have the time or energy to think of changing men. Or rather, he should trap her. Once she was tied up, she would not be able to escape. "Besides, I'm very busy with work and my profession is scary. I don't think anyone can accept me even if I wanted to," Suki continued.

"I told you the truth in the garden. Every word of it. But I won't pressure you. We're partners in this war. Whatever else we become—that's up to you." I thought about our three years of marriage—the coldness, the manipulations, the slow reveal of truths we'd both been too afraid to share. I thought about the man who'd carried me out of a burning building when I was fifteen. The man who'd pushed me to become something harder, sharper, stronger. The man who'd confessed his love the night before we risked everything. "Ask me again," I said. "What?" "Ask me what we are. What we could become."

Pedro answered snickering. "Enough, I don't want to hear it, enjoy your time, you have to get married after all." For a moment there, he was lost in his reverie, but then he sucked his lips and raised a brow "You know, marriage isn't that harmonious anyways, you can't even be completely honest with your partner, and when they get a snoop of what you are up to, they misinterpret your every action, it's like having to explain about how Newton came up with his formulas, over and over, and you can't even answer truthfully, there is always beating around the bush and all that fright and tension that comes from just a glance at them, and the moment they gaze at you with eyes filled with so much re

But he became oblivious to my cries as he scoffed and said. "I don't make the same mistake twice." Unable to understand his statement I continued to cry. "Do it!" He said loudly as I startled and began to let out convulsed gasps of dread. He let go of me as I signed the papers with my shaky hand. Feeling utterly broken, I wiped my tears and gave him an infuriated look. I slammed the papers in his hands and looked at him, "Now that you have made this marriage nothing but a mere contract. Let me tell you one thing, Mr Christian Elvis," I said coldly. As I was about to get out, I gave him one last furious look and said, "This marriage will be toxic for both of us."

Did she knowingly make him do it to get pregnant and then trap him into a marriage? "You only want to fuck me and not ready to settle down with me. So I let you fuck me without a condom" Rita replied shamelessly and glared back at him. "You trapped me?" Julia became furious. How can a woman trap a man to marry her while pregnant? What if he doesn't love her? Marriage is all that mattered to her? Rita didn't answer him again. She just glared at him again and stepped out with the sentence "Do what you have to do quickly"

Traps. I stood stiff, glaring at him like a cornered animal, refusing to step deeper inside. He crossed the room with unhurried confidence, then turned to face me. “You don’t understand yet. But you will. This marriage isn’t about romance or comfort. It is survival. My name shields you, my ring chains you to protection. Without it…” His eyes darkened, voice dropping to something that crawled under my skin. “…you are nothing more than prey.” My heart thundered, a frantic bird beating its wings against a locked cage.