Novel & Cerita Marriage Alliance For Revenge

“From what I saw in her eyes and am sure about it, she hates him. She'll be glad to marry you.” “You make it sound clean.” Kyle heaved and turned his gaze away to a duck in the garden that was desperately making noise. He watched the white bird spread its wings and cry louder. Soon enough a baby duck ran out of nowhere towards its mother and she quietened down. “It's not… But it's effective.” Falcon turned Kyle around. “Bro, she needs another marriage to get out of the first one. If you go about to help her as an outsider, Vince will never let you win. Legally she's his wife and on papers he's proved she's a retard. If he gets a breath that his wife is in your house, he can press charges tha

“And I believe he sees something in me that goes beyond... what you might value in a match.” She gives a small, disinterested hum. “I’m sure he does. But we both know, dear, that alliances like these are not just about personal affection. They’re about influence, power... leverage. And your family—well, based on their concern for you, they can offer him very little in that regard, can’t they?”

he remarked after my answer about the weakest form of alliances between packs. “It does not change anything,” I said firmly. “I believe marriage is the weakest form of alliances. It is selfish and inconsiderate, and not all of it ends well.” Darius scoffed. “The world is not pleasant and simple, Juliette. Marriage is not a weak link; it is one of the strongest, especially when an heir is born from both bloodlines. It is sacred and blessed by the goddess herself. Alliances made through marriage should never be broken. If they are, destruction follows both sides.”

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

Aiden stood in the living room, his shadow long and shaky against the wall. The truth finally hit him: he’d been played. The clocks in the house were wrong. He hadn't been invited for a chat; he’d been lured into a trap while they finished Olivia off. "You’re late, Aiden," Sebastian said. His voice was heavy, like a king giving a death sentence. "You were late the second you picked that girl over your own family. Yes, I know I initiated this whole mess you call a marriage," Sebastian added, looking straight into Aiden’s eyes.

my father replied, leaning back against the edge of the mahogany desk as he crossed his arms, his business mind taking over the moment revenge was mentioned. ​"You mean the alliance marriage, don't you?" I asked, a bitter chuckle escaping my lips as I adjusted my jacket cuffs because I had spent years running from their arranged setups, only to find myself right back at the exact same crossroads. "I just got out of a miserable marriage based on lies, and now you want me to sign myself over to another stranger just to secure a corporate merger?"

I asked him, I have been looking for a possible means to change the topic the moment he came back and bombarded me with his questions. He nodded, obviously, he was not in the mood to have a chitchat, I, myself, was not in the mood for his questions. My birth date was rushing to show its face and for the first time, I realized I want to thank Ethan for what he has done for me, in a very small but classy way. What did he do for me? I asked myself at one point. Alot! I told my instincts, the fact that we have a contracted marriage did not mean he hasn't helped me in any way. Ethan helped me in covering the shame ever since the failed wedding between myself and Luke, this same man is helping wit

I replied evenly, though my grip on the phone tightened. “Good,” he said. Then, without preamble, he added, “I’ve finalized arrangements for your marriage.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. “What?” “You heard me,” McJones said, his voice as calm as if he were discussing the weather. “The alliance with the Nevadel pack is too important to delay any longer. You will marry the alpha’s daughter.” I clenched my teeth, my anger simmering just below the surface. “I don’t want this marriage. I’ve told you before—”

Or hijack a plane even! “Are you sure? I mean…” “See for yourself,” she cut in his sentence midway producing a paper. It was the marriage certificate which had initiated the whole set-up. The one he had signed instead of his father. The one which bore his signature at one end and Rachel’s at the other end. It read that he was agreeing to marry Miss Rachel Lloyd within three days – which he had and that he wouldn’t be able to get a divorce till Devin Crighton gave his approval.

She herself had no clear reply. Because, after all, their marriage had not begun with love, but with a commercial alliance. Theodore had married her solely because she was the heir apparent of the Nichols family, far more capable of succeeding Nichols Corporation than Savannah. "Think about it, Sigourney. Even if I'm driven out of Baines Corporation, I'll still live just fine." "But you, I worry for you." Lucas sneered. "I only fear that once I return to fight you for the right of succession at Nichols Corporation, and win,"