Marriage In Trouble Romance Novels & Stories

I was struggling not to say words to him because if I do we might end up having a big misunderstanding that'll end our friendship. “Diego I've told you to stop already, I'm not Interested in this conversation anymore.” I placed my hand on my forehead tiredly thinking about the best way to end the conversation. “Lyla, Tristan got married already he's never going to take you back, don't you understand?” Diego was really beginning to piss me off with this conversation and I was slowly losing my cool. “And you know I'm still married to him so the new marriage doesn't stand.” I replied Diego and ended the call. I can't believe Diego has suddenly turned into such an annoying pest.

-I heard rumors over there, that you had married because of a contract that unites you, that is real, and I also want to know if you enjoyed your honeymoon, that is, if there was a night of passion between you, because when there is a contract of interest, you can't make love with the other person, you are having problems with the marriage, or is it me that there was a love triangle around here, apparently, we have a minute listening to everything," says the impertinent reporter. Blonde Lucrecia instantly pulls herself together to give them what the press wants to hear just to cover their mouths, even though they both know they are still pure virgins. -There is no love triangle, we have no m

He stayed silent, key in hand. “You need not have come,” she said to herself. “I know.” Lisa sat up, the sheet slipping down her arm, baring one bare shoulder. She didn’t make it seductive… it just was. “Then why did you?” He paused. “Because I realized… if I keep treating this marriage like a merger, I’ll miss what you’re really offering.” She tilted her head. “And what do you think I’m offering?” He moved up, and looked inexorably. “Trouble.”

Meanwhile, Jace, initially intimidated by Marvin's reserved nature, discovered a depth of compassion and understanding within him. Through shared experiences and heartfelt conversations, they started to unravel the layers of their differences, finding unexpected connections and shared values. Slowly but surely, their relationship blossomed into a partnership built on trust, respect, and, ultimately, love. As they faced external pressures and internal doubts, Marvin and Jace leaned on each other for support, realizing that together, they were stronger than they ever could have been alone. In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity,

The living room has a small old sofa with a circular dining table with four chairs. The girl opens her eyes and sees her handsome husband's face, who is sleeping like a baby with an open mouth, his hair in a disheveled state and there is vermillion marks on his face and neck area, a blush crept on her face seeing her nails marks on his chest. She shook her head, to behave like a newly wedded wife even though they have been married for two years. She tried to get up but her husband hold on to her is so tight, she tried to remove his hand but all in vain, finally she shook him and said: "Manik, please remove your hand . I have to get ready otherwise you will get late for the work ".

Tristan and I exchange looks and then we continue staring at Carlton as he tries to pull Marigold away from the building. From the look of things, their marriage isn't going great. Carlton stares at her with so much anger and Marigold doesn't fail to reflect it. As I observe Marigold, I can see that nothing has changed. She is still the self-righteous woman who thinks nobody is above her. She doesn't care how she appears as long as she gets her way. I clench my fists at my side as I glare at her, ranting like a mad woman. They aren't a happy couple, anybody can see it from a mile away. There is so much tension between them and I relish every moment of their exchange.

Instead of looking shocked, angry or frustrated Tristan laughs but I think he's too hung over to realise the brevity of the situation. I got drunk. I got married. In Vegas. END OF BOOK SIX

“I never planned to take anything from you.” Something flickered in his eyes—surprise, perhaps. “I don’t love you,” I added. “And I never will.” A slow, dangerous smile touched his lips. “Good,” he replied. “Because love has no place in this marriage.” As he turned away, I looked down at the ring on my finger. This wasn’t a fairy tale. This was a war. And I had just signed up for it.

Is this marriage a business arrangement or romance? Fairytale or facade? Does she even love him? Or is marrying the eldest son part of a plan to get a share of the inheritance? I set the tablet down. “This is bullshit. It was an accident.” Victor laughed. “An accident?” He spread his hands dramatically. “The entire country is questioning whether your marriage is real. You lost shares. Investors are nervous. Your wife was arrested for attempted murder. And now she nearly sends you into anaphylactic shock because she didn't know something as simple as your medical history.”

Keerthi grinned, running a hand through her husband's hair,"We are getting good at this thing, aren't we?" Vikram laughed,"We are. And I am glad about that." Keerthi pressed a kiss on her husband's lips. "I love you",Vikram tucked a strand of hair behind his wife's ear. She still looked a bit troubled,"Keerthi,know that I'm not going to hurt you intentionally." "I know. I love you too",she kissed her husband,"Should we continue where we left at?",she deepened the kiss, allowing her husband to undress her.