Kisah Pernikahan Tanpa Cinta Novels & Stories

He asked me. I looked away. It’s embarrassing and painful to remember all this stuff. “My husband pecked my cheek when he was told he could kiss the bride, and whispered in my ear that he’s only married on paper but wanted nothing to do with me. After the ceremony, which only consisted of our fathers, my husband and me at the courthouse, he said he had business and exchanged his phone number with me and left. No honeymoon, no wedding night, no warmth.”

And so, under the dim lights and mocking laughter of my stepfamily, I signed away my freedom, binding myself to a man I knew nothing about a man the world believed was nothing more than a poor nobody. The final stroke of my pen felt heavier than any weight I had ever carried. The registrar closed the folder with a firm snap and declared in his tired monotone, “By law, you are now husband and wife.” For a moment, silence hung in the room. No applause, no congratulations only Vanessa’s muffled giggle and Claudia’s smug smile. Adrian pushed back his chair and stood, offering me his hand. His palm was rough, his grip steady, but I could barely meet his eyes as I rose beside him.

"Once upon a time, there was a man who fell in love with a woman. She was beautiful, charming, everything he ever wanted. He worked hard to build a life for them, to create a home, to make sure she had everything she needed." Carlson smirked. "Sounds like every love story that eventually goes wrong." Stanley let out a dry chuckle. "Oh, you have no idea." He took another sip before continuing. "This man and woman were married for years, but they had no children. It wasn't for lack of trying. The doctors said nothing was wrong with them, yet month after month, year after year, no child came." Carlson frowned slightly, something about the story tugging at a part of him.

“We are marrying next week.” Grandpa’s expression darkened as he turned to me. “Lorenzo, what is this? What about your marriage to Zia?” Zia interjected before I could respond. “Our marriage was just a contract,” she stated firmly. “It has been terminated.” The words hung in the air like a heavy fog, and I felt my heart race as disbelief washed over me. “Terminated? How can you say that?” Grandpa looked at Zia with disappointment etched across his features. “You need to provide proof of this termination,” he demanded sternly.

Along the way, you learn that love is the most beautiful thing that can happen to a person… and also the most painful. In my case, I fell for someone I was never supposed to love. Someone forbidden right from the start. Someone I never should’ve gotten involved with — because I’m married to his brother. I parked the car outside the house — the same house Niu and I have been living in for more than two years since we got married. It was a gift from his parents. Living here wasn’t bad. No bad memories, really. But for me, it always felt... empty. Niu is a good man. He respected me more than he ever pursued his own physical needs. So I couldn’t even blame him for seeking intimacy somewhere else

Jaden had approached her with a proposal that seemed too good to pa*s up—a marriage of convenience, solely for business purposes. Rita had hesitated initially, her heart longing for a love that would surpa*s any business arrangement. But the prospect of financial security and stability lured her into accepting the proposal. She convinced herself that true love would eventually blossom between them, even if it had started with a contract. Months had pa*sed since that fateful day, and Rita couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment every time she thought about her relationship with Jaden. They hadn't even had a proper wedding. Instead, they had chosen to prioritize their careers, rushing

He lied. Oh yes, he did. He couldn't stop thinking about the lust in her eyes or the way she looked when she was drenched in the rain. She was cold, he could have made her warm. Very warm. Sydney rested her elbows on the table and looked at him gleefully. “ But why? Why didn't you do it? I mean you haven't had s!x for seven years?" He replied succinctly, “ You are married." Sydney looked slightly appalled. Wait, was she? Technically, she wasn't; the only thing holding her and Gavin together was a document. They were as good as already divorced.

"What was I supposed to say? Maybe I wouldn't have brought her home if I knew you'd be here earlier." Maria's tears flowed freely now, her heart shattered into a million pieces. She couldn't believe the man she loved could be so callous. "I thought we had something together. I thought you loved me?" She demanded, her voice cracking. Alejandro scoffed, his eyes rolling. "What do you know about love? How can I be in love with you when our marriage was based on a contract? Did you forget?"

I squeezed my cloth into several folds nervously, I can’t even look him in the eyes talk more if kissing him. “We can’t do this right?” I asked Tristan and without a reply he pressed his lips on mine. This has to be the most unbelievable move from Tristan, I can’t believe he kissed me without my permission. When he was done I placed my hand on my lips and avoided looking at his face. I sighted Kristina in the congregation and the look on her face says it all. “Today’s about to be a long day.” I muttered to myself and smiled at the congregation. We moved past the church wedding and headed to the wedding party, and just like we wanted, very few guests were present.

"That? I'm aware of that." "Oh. I guess you guys are serious about the 'clear communication' part of your contract." "You are aware of that?" "Of course. Everything you guys have is nothing but words written in paper. Ink and paper is what solidifies your relationship." That was not true. Mecael and I loved each other. It's not just sex.We made love. We were going to get married. "You need to leave Aria. You do not have a place in Mecael's life. He is mine!" She growled.