Novel & Cerita Man Marries Himself

“Security, escort them out.” Mason’s face darkened with fury. “Don’t think this will get my attention. If you behave yourself, I’ll go register the marriage with you in a few days.” [Seriously, what’s wrong with this guy? Isn’t he supposed to love the female lead? Why does he sound like such a self-absorbed jerk?] [I’m dying. He still doesn’t know she’s already married to the villain. Yet, he still expected her to come crawling back?] I smiled. “Register the marriage? I’m already married.”

Shock, anger, and surprise on our respective faces “I would have blown your brains out, but I'm afraid my wife wouldn't appreciate such violence on our wedding day. Romano yawned when Maria didn't make a move “As you know, I am a very busy man. I do not have time to waste. Besides..” he cast a loving look at me that would have fooled anyone. “I just married this devastatingly beautiful woman here, and there are other things I'd rather be doing.”

"Leave. Now. Before I change my mind about letting you walk out of here." Marcus's face went gray. He looked at Serena one last time, something that might have been regret flickering in his eyes. Then he was gone, pushing through the crowd toward the exit. Serena watched her husband disappear into the night. Three years of marriage, and he'd sold her like a stock option. "This is insane," she whispered. "This is completely insane." "Many things seem insane until you understand the rules." The masked man's fingers traced along her jaw. "And the first rule, Mrs. Valentino, is that you're mine now. Completely."

“A marriage. We’ll unite our people with a sacred union that will bear children, the fruits that will seal the future of our empire.” “Marriage? And who would marry?” he asked, seeming genuinely intrigued. “You’re the Capo and at a great age for marriage, but your brother would also be a fine match for this deal.” Nero shifted slightly behind me, likely uncomfortable with the idea of marriage since he had a genuine aversion to relationships. I shared the sentiment—any thought of being tied to one woman made me want to claw my eyes out—but these times called for drastic, even uncomfortable measures. “I’ll be the one to marry, Mancini. I’m proposing to marry your daughter!”

"O.K., I will leave you to it. Next time bring the misses." Frankly, I forgot that he seems to think I am married. "Manuel, I hate to break it to you, but I am not married." He turns and starts laughing, "I have seen that haunted face on one too many men before. Some woman has her claws in you and until you marry her, you won't sleep at night. To get over her, if you want I can get you some, just let me know. All you have to do is marry one for a year and you can get all you want."

He said and with that, he left the apartment. I didn't see how it was possible to say all that without twitching an eyelid. I had never known that things like this happened in real life. I thought contract marriages were only limited to the fictional world. What the hell had I gotten myself into? I walked to the window and watched his Range Rover drive off. I raked my hands through my blonde hair as only one thought crossed my mind. It's official. I'm getting married to a robot.

“Let’s get married, Ivan. Right now.” This wasn’t some impulsive reaction born from anger. Ivan had taken care of me. His friends respected me. My mother adored him. And truthfully, the only way he could shield me from Cassian was to become my husband. He stepped closer, his gaze unreadable. “Once we register the marriage… there’s no going back.” I smiled, more sure than I’d ever been about anything. “Unless you hurt me…” I whispered. Ivan let out a low chuckle. “Blimey! After the way you just dismantled your ex, I’d be utterly mad to even consider putting a foot wrong. I’ve no intention of inviting that sort of wrath.”

I will not allow this marriage to take place, or else my name is not Ethan Lam, worthy son of Lam descent. Maieil I'm getting married in two days. Time passed too quickly for my liking. In truth, I was hoping the date was even longer. I was hoping that an event would take place and that this marriage would be annulled. I don't realize that in a period of a year, I'm getting married twice. That's crazy track. But maybe it's the key to get Dinam out of my mind and heart forever. I also remember this period when Dinam were about to get married. I felt no love for him. I didn't feel much excitement either. But today, he remains the object of my thoughts night and day. Who knows if I will also en

I smile back at her through the mirror, as she places the pretty, purple orchid among the neat up-do she’s given me. “Oh, sweetheart, marriage is about far more than just the vows. It’s about a love in your heart that overflows. It’s perseverance against all odds. Marriage is not easy. Especially, to a man like Manfred Valderrama.” She smiles and steps back so she can admire her work. “I do love him, you know. We aren’t just getting married because of the baby.” I stroke my bump affectionately, it’s too big to hide now and sticks out rather prominently from the white dress Manfred had shipped over, with the rest of the supplies from the mainland.

Nothing pleased me more. “Mara my love, marry me,” I said, voice steady. “Let’s end the speculation. Let’s end the lies. Together, we show the world what unity looks like. Together, we prove them all wrong.” I meant it. Every word. But I also knew the subtext: marry me, and you’re untouchable. Marry me, and I keep you safe. Marry me and no other man can ever have you. Marry me… and you’re mine again.