Marriage Law Dramione Novels & Stories

“This family’s future depends on strong alliances. Try to understand that.” I clenched my jaw. Strong alliances. Right. Ones that didn’t involve me. Without another word, I walked out. I headed straight to my room and grabbed my phone. There was only one person I could trust with this. Daniel picked up on the third ring. “What’s up?” “Drake’s getting engaged to Hilda,” I said without preamble. There was a pause. “Shit,” Daniel muttered. “That’s bad.” “Yeah, no kidding.” I ran a hand through my hair, pacing back and forth. “If he marries her, he’s definitely inheriting everything. I need a stronger political marriage, but there’s no one left.”

Johnson, entered her office. "Emily, I have a new case for you," he said, handing her a file. "It's a high-profile divorce case between a billionaire businessman and his estranged wife. The catch is that the prenuptial agreement states that if he doesn't have a child within five years of the marriage, he'll lose half of his fortune to his wife. And guess what? They've been married for four and a half years." Emily couldn't believe what she was hearing. "So what do you want me to do?" she asked.

We stood in front of the priest who was about to join us. "Do you Iris Williams take Drake Hemsford for your lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you part?" The priest said and I answered looking into Drake's eyes. "I Iris Williams take you, Drake Hemsford to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death, us do part, according to God’s holy law. In the presence of God, I make this vow." I said and he smiled at me.

This time, he said it was because he felt like they were getting too serious too fast, and he also wanted Moira to experience some of the carefree college days that he had gotten to have. Fast forward another three years. When Moira was 22 and Duncan was 25, Duncan found out that Moira was engaged to another man. Duncan lost it, and he even tried to stop her wedding as though he was the male lead in some Hollywood rom-com. Unfortunately, his grand gesture did not play out the way it does in the movies; Moira rejected him in front of all of her wedding guests and proceeded to get married as planned. Duncan eventually married someone else, had a couple of kids, and divorced. Moira also had

She didn’t expect it but he was a very good actor, he acted natural about it. “And you Miss Crystal Dante do you take Mr. Kayden Smith to be your lawfully wedded husband to love and to respect, in sickness and health, for rich and for poor until death do you part?” Say No Crystal, she urged herself, she closed at eyes tightly and Kayden's grip on her hands tightened. “Miss Crystal?” The priest called her attention, and slowly her mind returned back from oblivion. She glanced back at Kayden, whose face was now threatening. “Do you want to hear it again?” The priest enquired softly and she shook her head.

Noah, on the other hand, had squandered his position as the Brookes' legitimate heir, indulging in a life of leisure with no responsibilities. At the café, soft, melodic music played in the background. Howard flashed me a smile. "Do you remember this song?" I nodded; it was my favorite piece from Argusia. He had waited in line for ages to get tickets to bring me to the concert. "You haven't changed a bit," he remarked. I laughed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" "Still not planning to divorce?" I shook my head. "Divorce? That's impossible. I need this marriage to protect my assets worth over a hundred million."

She gave him the look which said 'And who is responsible for that? Mikhail smiled innocently at her like he didn't do anything. Mikhail's phone rang and it was Lovina. He answered it. "Yes, Lovina!" "Bro, are you serious? Damon is getting married and we are not attending it? Why is Mariana going there and I am not?... I don't understand what the hell is happening!" She sounded mad and even Marona could hear her. "Relax, Lovina... It's just a business deal. This wedding means nothing to Damon. He is just marrying that girl to close the deal."

Fiona walked towards her. “Dont worry ma, I will do everything you want. I will make sure her marriage with Rylan ends soon.” “I want my daughter Orla to marry into the Blackwood family. And it must be the most loved son of their family. Dylan is the Most loved son of that family. I want Orla to be with him, my daughter deserves the best man.” Her gaze was calculating. “Madam, Are you sure Dylan will win?” Fiona scoffs, “Yes, I am sure. Raine hates Rylan to the core. Even for the fact that she knows Aurora can't give birth to kids. She gladly accepted her into the family.”

I had dreamt of marrying him once in a garden filled with lilacs, not a room filled with ice. But that dream died long ago. Along with my mother, Along with our name. “Do you, Damien Crest, take Elena Montrose to be your lawfully wedded wife for this strategic partnership until both parties dissolve the union?” “I do,” he said without hesitation. Of course, he did. This wasn’t love. It was ‘leverage’. “And do you, Elena Montrose, take Damien Crest, to be your lawfully wedded husband, as outlined in the agreement presented before witnesses?”

He placed it on the counter and slid it toward her. Selene hesitated before unfolding the paper. Her blood ran cold, her eyes widen. It was a legal document. A contract. And her name was already printed on it. "This is… " "A marriage contract," Damien finished for her. "It outlines everything I expect from you as my wife." Selene stared at the paper in disbelief. "You can’t be serious." Damien tilted his head. "Oh, I’m very serious, sweetheart." She tore up the paper and throw it back at him. "No."