Loveless Marriages Novels & Stories

So I'm not the only one who doesn't like this setup. I know that even if they don't say what they are talking about it is really obvious that they are planning the future for us. That they reconcile us. "Same here. I never wanted this kind of set up." I answered him. Because even I don't like it. I already told myself that if I was given the opportunity to get married at the right time and opportunity. I wanted it to be for the man that I truly love. Not this kind of marriage for convenience. Where is the love there if this happens?

I needed to learn to bend a little. In actuality, most of these marriages were based on convenience rather than love. The wives used their husbands' money to do their own things and chose to look the other way when it came to their husbands' affairs. Could true love genuinely not exist in the world of the rich? Was I doomed to become one of them? My vision blurred, and all I could see was Nicholas's face staring back at me in the mirror. He smiled at me and asked why I hadn't gone home yet…

That's when Louis could see her eyes starting to fill with tears. “I heard that people get married because they love each other. Mommy loves you, Mr. Louis Harper. Can’t you love her too? I would be so happy if you two got married.” Louis' chest unexpectedly felt tight. Summer's small voice had shaken his heart. However, remembering Grace, who was waiting for his promise, he cleared his throat. “Summer,” Louis bent his knees, holding her shoulders, “listen to me carefully. Marriage requires love from both sides. It can’t just be one-sided. That’s why I can’t marry your mother. I don’t love her. It would just be a one-sided love.”

“But we don't love each other.” “Marriages based on passionate love are usually the ones that end the fastest.” Aaron smiled coldly. “Trust me, I'm quite experienced with my friends. They got married because of love, because they were crazy about each other, as if they couldn't be separated. However, sometime later, when that love fades, they have nothing left.” Aaron's eyes darkened even more. “The ideal marriage is one that is done on the basis of mutual understanding, agreement, mutual respect and… deep sexual attraction.” “What?”

"Come on, Kaia! Who's a crazy woman to be willing to marry someone she doesn't want? I don't see the point, really. I mean, marriage is sacred. When I do that I feel like I'm just ruining the church and God! " She has a point. Who will marry someone he doesn't like? For those from elite families, fixed marriages occur for business expansion and influence. It's for convenience, right. But yes, I don't think it's justifiable. Marraige are for people who truly love each other. But nowadays, finding that kind of love is rare. Very rare. Often, you are loved just because of what you have. Love you only because you are needed. Sometimes, lust can be misunderstood as love too.

I asked. " This is going to be the marriage of revenge, my love." he replied " I can tell you hate me so much which is why you left me at the altar. You didn't want to get chained to me by getting married so why not give you the same thing you never wanted? This marriage is going to be the marriage of hatred. Nothing else. I will get to keep you imprisoned to myself as long as I want until I began to get bored of you." " You still love me, Dante, which is why you want to get married to me. Don't you?" I asked with a smirk " Trust me this marriage is going to be a marriage of love and hatred. Love from your side and hatred from my side."

] So I was party B in this contract; let's keep going, [Number three; party B is would take care of all the chores while Party A will take care of the cooking.] This was definitely absurd, one thing I would definitely twitch. I hate chores. [Number four; party B is not allowed to bring friends except Kimberly as she is mutual friend of both parties.] [Number five; Party B shall not request sexual intercourse from Party A and vice versa. Party B shall not request the love of party A, and vice versa.] [Number six; Both parties agrees that the marriage will come to an end after a year with no hard feelings attached. This simply means both parties are to get divorced on mutual terms. ]

“We get so many, what with the registry office down the road. Are you being joined by the bride and groom?” “Actually, we’re anti-marriage,” I say. “Our motto is: make love, not vows.” “Here’s to that.” Lorcan lifts his glass, his eyes glinting. The waitress looks from Lorcan to me, laughs uncertainly, then retreats. I down about half my glass. My head is gently spinning and I feel another surge of longing. I’m imagining his lips on mine, his hands ripping off my dress.… Oh God. Get a grip, Fliss. He’s probably imagining his bus home.

"He doesn't love you. He never will. And when this little fantasy ends, you'll crawl right back to whatever miserable hole you came from." Lorrie inhaled slowly, forcing the stinging hurt down into a dark corner of her mind. She smoothed the skirt of her cream day dress, stood up, and offered Bianca a sweet, blinding smile. "Maybe," Lorrie murmured. Bianca blinked, caught off guard by the lack of tears. "What?" "Maybe he doesn't love me. Maybe he never will," Lorrie said, taking a slow step toward the blonde. She looked Bianca directly in the eyes, her voice steady and dripping with quiet confidence. "But he married me. And he didn't marry you."

They won't forget me, never! One and a half years of marriage. It could not be bad. But the thing was Grace's reaction. I was so sure she would end up hating me for lying to her. Would she understand it was an arranged marriage? But the damage of lying in the first place was unforgivable. My hand was searching in my pocket, just like the dress had a pocket. Grateful that I was not easily tempted to taste again something I should not get addicted to. It won't help me in this situation.