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he counters, as if that justifies it all. I nod, finally, the motion feeling like the shattering of my own fantasy. My sister is right. My mother is right. In their eyes, and maybe in reality, we did just get married for the sex. To legitimize a desire that felt too big and too wrong to contain. But this—the manipulation, the secret war he was waging on my phone, the catastrophic timing—this isn’t how marriage is meant to be. This is a horrible, twisted version of it. I wrap my arms around myself, feeling very small and very, very young. "You should go, Paul. I’ll send my attorney to deliver the divorce papers. It’s best if we sign them now, while we’re still in Vegas."

In short, that person gets lucky. "What are you wearing?" The beta says, the corner of my eyes noticing his stare at me. Now, I know I will be lucky if the Beta choses me for the marriage trials and somehow it gets successful. But…I want to marry someone with whom I can fall in love with. I don't really believe in marriages that have no emotional connection between each other. "Not decided. That's why I'm going to the mall." "Oh, then I should come with you. I can help you find a dress."

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

“ I've been trying to call you, Dominique sent in some divorce papers and the will states that the property is now in his name! What are you going to do? You're not going to divorce him right? Right?” I smiled more of a cold smile than a friendly one. “ I'll be there tomorrow, inform Dominique, I want him there when I sign it as for the will… I don't care he can have it.” “ But yo-you worked so hard for this!” “ I know, but he made his choice and I made mine and also prepare some marriage certificates, I and my husband will be there tomorrow.” “ Husband!? What?!!” “ Bye!!” “ Gen? wait! Don't—” I ended the call, handing the phone back to Charles.

So, don't you dare to come between Manik and me ", she looks at him in rage and leaves the room. Dhruv walks into the building, he opens the door with a key. He stepped inside the house and walk to the bedroom and look at the girl, the girl is his life. She is the love of his life, his peace, his solace. She is Saloni, she works as his secretary where he falls for her. But he can not marry her because she is an orphan and he knows his father will never agree to their relationship. He come to the conclusion, where he married her secretly and decided to marry the girl whom his father will like but for his namesake only. Then his father brings the proposal of Alya,his brother's girlfriend. He t

Our marriage may have started off as a contract, but it had evolved into something much more precious - a true partnership built on love, trust, and mutual respect. However, just when we thought we had finally overcome all our obstacles, a new challenge arose. Alex's business empire came under investigation for fraud and embezzlement. I was shocked and devastated, knowing that this could ruin everything we had worked so hard to build.

"We aren't really married, Alaric, and you know that. You can't stop me from hanging around with my friends." He laughed. "Friends..." He drawled, whispering in my ears as his nose bridge brushed against skin underneath my ear, giving me subtle sparks that made my legs curl. "Does he think of you that way? I know what I saw." "You can deny it all you want but our names are on that bloody certificate. Our marriage is as bright as daylight, and married women don't sneak out to go on dates with celebrities and even get caught up in scandals." He said every word like he was teetering on the edge. His finger traced the edges of my jaw before he grabbed my chin forcing me to stare back at him.

The man couldn’t sleep with, or love anyone else apart from his mate, and the same applied for to the woman. I went through more books, hoping to find a story of anyone who wasn’t affected by the marriage, and why. Then, finally, in a book that wasn’t as battered as the others, my eyes widened as I found a story similar to ours. Isabella, and Stefan Rodriguez were two lovebirds who had engaged in the Alpha marriage; they had loved each other, but Isabella soon found out Stefan had been cheating on her, and she wondered how he could cheat, without his partner dying.

And when the alliance is threatened, Scarlet realizes she was never just a convenient bride… She was a pawn in a dangerous game between powerful men. Living under the same roof with a dangerously attractive billionaire who treats marriage like a business deal was never part of her life plan. But the real problem isn’t the contract… It’s the way he looks at her when he thinks she’s not watching. The way jealousy flashes in his eyes when other men get too close. And the way the lines of the contract begin to blur. Because this marriage was supposed to be fake. Until feelings become real. And secrets from his past threaten to destroy everything before the contract even ends.

Five years after my dad's death it was like I totally shut out all the thoughts of dating and finding myself a guy to even hook up with. My mind was too preoccupied with all my problems and I turned down every guy who wanted to take me out or any parties I got invited to in university. My marriage happened way too fast and I didn't even get a chance to do the dating stuff and choose a guy I wanted to settle down with. When I saw who my husband would be, I had many dreams and fantasies. It was like all the hormones that I had been suppressing resurfaced and I started feeling things. All the stuff I read in romantic novels throughout my life suddenly popped up and I wanted him to do all that s