Is Typical Gamer Married Novels & Stories

“It’s just a family formality. Stop being so dramatic.” My thumb hovered over the screen. I liked the post and typed “Congratulations.” My phone rang immediately. Vincenzo’s voice was sharp with annoyance. “Delete that comment. Seraphina’s almost crying. It was just a game. I’ll divorce her in a month, then we’ll get married. Go back to the apartment and stop acting like a child.” I looked down at the crumpled appointment confirmation in my hand. I had booked it three months in advance. A small, cold smile touched my lips.

"The one my wife and I will be moving into after the wedding this evening?" James tossed a silver key ring across the room. I caught it effortlessly. "Are you even a little bit curious to see her?" James asked, shaking his head. "Your wife? Bro, you're actually getting married. D*mn. You're leaving me all alone in the single world." "It's five years," I replied coldly, sliding my silver Rolex onto my wrist. "She will be my wife just for show." Thirty minutes later, my cynicism faded into a blur of blinding camera flashes and low whispers.

Not because we were madly in love, but because we needed each other — literally. Leo and I go way back, as two of the most popular gamers in the industry. Even though we both had partners, everyone secretly shipped us together. I had a bad breakup. Leo had financial issues and needed to climb the social ladder. We sucked it up and gave the people what they wanted: The perfect gaming couple. “You don’t really have to fuck me if you don’t enjoy it, Leo,” I sighed as he kept humping and humping in and out of my coochie.

Gunnar looked horrified at the thought of having children, "and I'm not fit to raise kids." "We turned out just fine," I pointed between Ace and me, "I mean, he's a trained killer and I'm a trained hacker. But, on the bright side, we are excellent in our skillset. And you're a brilliant businessman. Your kids will be fine." "Okay, forget about me," if I didn't know better I would have said that Gunnar sounded flustered, "when are you planning to get married?" He quirked a brow at Ace.

I accept out of spite, drinking it while Lucien works on his laptop like I'm not there. Thirty minutes in, I break the silence. "How many couples will be there?" "Eight, including us." "Do they all have real marriages?" His fingers pause on the keyboard. "Define real." "Marriages that started without contracts." "Most marriages are contracts, Mara. Some are just more honest about it." "That's bleak." "That's reality." He returns to typing. "James and Victoria Worthington married to merge family fortunes. Oliver Grant married his assistant to avoid a sexual harassment lawsuit. The Pattersons have an arrangement where he keeps a mistress and she keeps his credit cards."

"Acquiring a gaming company has to do with my wife, too. I want to develop a game that my wife likes and exclusively for female players. Even in virtual reality, I don't want any men to get close to my wife." He mentioned his wife with every sentence. His deep affection for her made countless people stop to watch the interview. "Mr. Reed treats his wife so well. I can't even imagine how happy she must be, falling asleep and waking up with such a man by her side," one of them murmured.

Leander, usually so sharp and composed, looked like he'd aged years in just two days. Leander smiled the moment he saw me. I stared at him, expressionless, before I corrected him. "You're not my husband. We were just engaged. Dinah is your wife." Hungry for drama, the bystanders pointed at Leander, whispering among themselves. "That's Jenny's fiancé? He's not good enough for her." Their words sent Leander into a rage. Only two bodyguards accompanied him, so he must have rushed here. He barked at them to silence the crowd, but the Bellinis' soldati swiftly subdued his men.

Who would've thought players like us could actually be useful for something like this? "Honestly, in every family, the ones with happy marriages are the loyal ones. The men who can't keep it in their pants tend to get into trouble. "I might be a player, but I had a vasectomy years ago. I never planned to get married or ruin a decent woman's life. I'm happy living my way. But you… If you don't get married or at least start dating soon, you're going to stop being the young guy in the room." Mark had that laid-back vibe, but the words he spoke to Christopher were completely sincere.

I looked at Christian and said with fake sweetness, "You told him about something I am not aware of?" He looked at me for a second then turned his head to Tyler and glared at him. "Don't you believe him, he was just playing around." He said monotonously. "I know, just want to confirm." I smiled. After a few seconds of silence, Tyler asked, "So, How's your married life?" I wrapped my arms around Christian's arm as I beamed, "I feel blessed." Even if my heart stabs to say this but I have to.

’ This wasn’t what Callie had in mind; she was fishing for ideas for a birthday present. ‘Yes,’ another soldier chimed in. ‘Soldiers in the military often get married early, especially with the risks we face on the battlefield. Having a family is important, and it’s common for soldiers around the general’s age to be married and have children by now. But he’s still single.’ Callie nodded thoughtfully. Elias was indeed a thirty-three-year-old single man, which was rare for civilians and even rarer for a military man. ‘Surely, he’s had girlfriends before,’ she speculated.