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The pleasure was turning painful, overwhelming. She was fighting it so hard. My chest tightened. My idiot son had no idea what he was about to lose. “There’s nothing to regret,” she said with a bitter laugh. “This is exactly what he wanted. I’d be a fool to let him have all the fun.” I frowned, confused. Denver read my expression. “My husband wants an open marriage.” An open marriage. I clenched my fists as the words sank in. What kind of soap opera bullshit was this? I might have been absent from most of Dylan’s life, but I had never imagined he could be this reckless and stupid.

"Rumors continue to swirl around billionaire Romeo Blackwood and his suprise wife. Who is she? Where did she come from? And why the sudden marriage?" Jessica's stomach turned as the footage zoomed in on her face. "It's out now", Juliet said flatly. "Every outlet's picking it up. They know you're married, but they don't know why which means they're going to dig". Romeo stood, grabbing the remote to mute the screen. "How bad is it?" "Bad. Your rival, Charles Godwin,released a statement this morning. He's using your marriage as a punchline calling it 'desperate PR' and saying

Aurora quickly opened the file. "That is a contract of our marriage. You will be my wife and Luna outside, performing duties where you are needed, and then be nothing inside. We will never consummate in our marriage, and I will sleep with any woman I wish to. You will get paid afterward some bucks, and you can leave the pack," Alpha Adam said. Slowly, he stood up to walk towards her; he saw the tears crawling down her cheeks and felt his heart sting. But heck, why was he feeling guilty? "Why did you marry me then? What is the purpose of getting married to me?" Aurora said, turning to face him. She never knew this was really how he was; she thought he was being so nice and good to her. What c

But I found out he didn't feel the same about me on our wedding day. Okay, to be perfectly honest with you and me. I knew he wasn't head over heels in love with me. But ladies, you know what I thought. I thought he would eventually fall in love with me because I'm sweet and love this man so much. Only if he gave our marriage a chance could we live blissfully ever after. But I had no idea how much he didn't love me and didn't want to marry me. So to envision him falling in love with me, from what I experienced at our wedding and in our marriage, it appeared it would never happen. Despite all that, we are married. So did love ever emerge to the surface? If it did make its appearance, was it du

Where does his mind go when we’re together? He gives me these tiny pieces of truth, mixed in with a cocktail of deceit, but I can’t seem to fight this desire deep within my soul to keep fighting for this marriage. To keep fighting for James. But then there is Shawn. He’s the complete opposite of James in every way. And yet here I am, on the verge of divorce to my husband, who refuses to compromise enough to make our marriage work, while the man who was the center of every dream I had of the future up until three years ago, tells me that he reciprocates the feelings I written down all those years ago.

For families like theirs, marriage was never about love—it was a calculated transaction, a means to maximize benefits. Personal choice was nothing more than a luxury they weren’t entitled to. Sure, on paper, Grace had married well—a husband of impeccable lineage, wealth, and striking looks. But what was the point? They had gone their separate ways after a short period they signed the papers. They didn’t see each other, not even enough to put on a pretense of a functional marriage. And who knew? Perhaps Raphael had already built a whole other life for himself in Australia.

The word feels way too sentimental for what sits on the table between us. The documents are placed in front of us, the stack thick enough to make my stomach tighten. I didn't expect so many pages. I tell myself it is standard, that wealthy families always complicate things with paperwork, but as I look down at the dense text, I can't ignore the feeling that this is more contract than marriage... Mr Whitmore clears his throat lightly. “I will read the key terms aloud before we proceed with signatures.” Stephano leans back slightly in his chair, one arm resting along the armrest, his expression bored as he stares at Mr Whitmore while his parents remain calm and observant.

“Scar, just so you know, people are already talking. I*******m, news… they think it’s a romance. Headlines everywhere.” I groaned, standing abruptly. “Perfect. I’m married to a billionaire before even signing anything, and the world is watching. Lena… I’m doomed.” She pulled me into a quick hug. “No way love, you're not doomed. Scarlett Lee? You fight, you survive, you set rules, and you decorate that tower into a palace. Trust me, one year will feel like a lifetime, but you’ll do it your way.”

he sighed, “or we’ll carry you.” My jaw locked. “You lay one hand on me—” He lifted a gloved finger. “Then walk.” Albert pushed the wheelchair closer. “Madam, it would be better if you followed our young master’s rules. He is your husband now.” My stomach twisted. Husband. The word tasted like rusted metal. “On paper,” I muttered. “That doesn’t give him the right to own me.” Neither of them bothered to respond. In their world, marriage was ownership.