Marriage First, Love Second Novels & Stories

"Even if he doesn't love you like Jennifer, he could never think of treating you bad in this marriage, he would care for you the way he would do to Jennifer, you were not aware he liked Jennifer before you fell for him? And thats because he cared. Do you think all marriage are built on ' falling In love?'. Not all couples fall in love before they get married, and their marriage is always one of the best. Friendship really matters in a relationship. And I think Barry can handle that..he doesn't maltreat you, he cares, he smiles, he sacrifices his time for you..what else would you need as a wife.." "Love..." "Isn't that what love takes..your relationship is not built on lies..you have the perf

Christ, what have I gotten myself into? “Rule one: We're not in love. This is a contracted marriage. There will be no love, no jealousy, no possessiveness, no asking about the other's whereabouts. All you have to do is play the role of a perfect wife, give birth, and leave with your body still intact.” He explained, and I swallowed, listening attentively. “Rule 2: never tell anyone about the contract. We're married, that's all anyone needs to know. Just those two rules. Do you understand?” He asked, and I nodded quickly, earning a satisfied smirk from him. “You can leave.”

"Shall we go inside?" She gives me a sidelong glance before nodding. "You've come a long way. You'd better keep it that way." She sighs. "Now if only you could choose someone decent..." I ignore her words as I walk inside with her. She's never liked Kass, but that doesn't matter to me. In the end, who I marry is my choice, and I love my Kassandra Thorn more than anything in the world.

Now that I've already registered my marriage with you, you're the only husband I need. "If you apologize to Benedict and me, I'll let bygones be bygones. We'll resume the wedding after that." I responded by tossing my suit jacket to the floor. "I'm serious. Coincidentally, Benedict is wearing a white suit today. I'll pass the position of the groom to him so that I can fulfill your vow. I'll let you be with each other for eternity. Isn't that a good thing?" Benedict was Jessica's first love. However, he didn't hesitate to dump her and leave the country when her family's company went bankrupt.

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

He took my hand in his, looking up at me with so much love it felt like the sun had moved closer to the earth. "Kesley," he said, his voice steady but full of emotion. "Our first marriage was born out of a contract. It was a deal made in a boardroom to protect a company and a name. It was full of shadows, secrets, and a lot of fear. I don't want that to be our only beginning."

"Can we just coexist peacefully from now on? Stop pestering me about love. We're both parents now; we should focus on living harmoniously for the kids." I tried to pull him back from the edge, helping him see reality. The reality was I didn't love him, and I never would. He was just the father of my children to me. He averted his gaze, draining his glass of red wine in one gulp. "Teagan, do you really feel nothing for me?" His voice grew hoarse, tinged with emotion. "Teagan, but we're married! How can that work without love?" I felt tired; my temples began to throb again.

“I know. It just feels like... I don’t know. Like I’m stuck in between. He’s getting married, and I’m just... here.” “You’re not just here, Lil,” Claire said firmly. “You’re building a new life. It may not feel like it now, but you’re moving forward too. You’ve been through more than most people your age ever will, and you’ve come out stronger because of it.” Lillian nodded, though the ache in her chest still lingered. “I don’t even want to be with him,” she admitted. “It’s just weird. Seeing him with someone else.” Claire smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind Lillian’s ear. “First love is always hard to let go of, even when you’re ready. It’s okay to feel sad about it. It doesn’t

For a second it was as if the world had stopped, he gently moved a strand of hair from her cheek. “You are not what I expected” “And you are not who I thought you were,” she whispered. The distance between them suddenly disappeared. Then the elevator opened. They jumped apart startled, forgetting that under the eyes of everyone, they were married. It was one of the maids. “Groceries Sir, I will be placing them in the kitchen, would you like me to make dinner?” “No, thank you, we are good” The maid walked towards them and began arranging the groceries while they stepped out to the kitchen with their bowl of ice cream.

" Rule number one is to make it clear to you that our marriage is simply a marriage of convenience. Do not expect anything like love from me but in the eyes of the public, we must act like we are a match made in heaven and crazily in love couple" "Fine" she replied stiffly, not that she is looking for love anyways "Rule number two" he continued like she never spoke "as far as we are married, you are not allowed to go out with another man or flirt with any man, you will be fully committed to this marriage until otherwise" "Anything else?" "Yes, you are not allowed to wear my clothes again, those are mine" Her cheeks colored as she stared down at his t-shirt, "oh, I... I'm sorry"