Marriage Of Convenience Novels Novels & Stories

i muttered, clinking my glass to his in a bitter toast. “Is that so?” He chuckled, his gaze soft and unintrusive. “Not... not all, maybe,” i admitted reluctantly. “But the kind I keep meeting? Yeah. Definitely trash.” I laughed, though there was no humor in my voice. I had been talking too much, I know, but it was as if once I start, there is no stopping. “Seven years of marriage,” i continued, shaking my head, “Gone in an instant, and for what? A spark with an old lover, my stepsister!” I looked away, focusing on the golden lights. “Turns out I was... disposable.”

I felt tired; my temples began to throb again. "I slept with Howard." The wine glass in his hand shattered on the floor. His eyes turned crimson, disbelief etched across his face. "Teagan! How could you…" I calmly closed my laptop and smiled at him. "What? Are you upset?" I genuinely hoped we could just have a marriage of convenience, where we could both enjoy the benefits this arrangement brought. He could sleep with a different woman every night, and I wouldn't care. Meanwhile, I would leverage the Brookes' connections to gain more resources for myself.

“You know why I'm doing it. It's because of the merger that it will be good for my pack as well as yours Ashley. It's just a marriage of convenience.” Adriana felt her skin run cold. Her knees weakened and she grabbed the wall for support. Inside her, Mia let out a broken whine. Marriage of convenience. Her soon-to-be husband and mate had called what they had a convenience. Her heart wrenched in her chest by his next words, the world seeming to tilt beneath her feet. "Now let's stop talking about her."His voice softened. "I've spent too long away from you." A laugh escaped Ashley. Then Adriana heard the unmistakable sound of a kiss.

The fact that Gemma considered every act of affection he had shown her as acting hurt him so badly. “Marriage of convenience?” He scoffed. Marriages of convenience are often between people who have something to gain from each other. Even without love people can be married. But that wasn't the case for him. He wasn't gaining any materialistic thing from Gemma, rather he was letting her use him to her advantage, hoping she'd feel his sincerity and affection for her. But no, she thinks he is acting. “If your jaw is clenched because of what your wife just said, then you should probably unclench it,” Logan, who was standing right next to the door, said.

"The whole arrangement with Sarah was just a formal agreement between our families." I handed her the phone. She adjusted her glasses and scanned the screen. "It was about getting married and having a child. But since she’s not able to conceive, the agreement is void." I paused, hesitating, before admitting, "Still... I’ll marry her after the baby’s born." She looked up, and I caught the flicker in her eyes before she masked it. Disappointment. "So your marriage is... a transaction," she said quietly. "Well, marriages of convenience aren’t rare in our world. Especially when it involves business!" I grabbed the hangover soup and sipped it.

Zachary remained quiet and let out a chuckle, “That's not how marriage of convenience works, Leah. We should both benefit from it. From what I see it's just you benefitting. I will help you be chairman of Cooper Groups and we register our marriage for real and have a public wedding as you wish in a few months. We will have a real marriage like any other couple. That's the deal and for your knowledge after your father I have most shares in Cooper Groups.” If it was not for the last line, there was no way I would accept his offer. But he was the easiest bait to get my spot. Sacrifices for what I want. That sacrifice being married to the man I hate the most. He was Zachary I know. Once he is do

“It is accurate.” “Can you provide corroborating evidence of your relationship before marriage?” Edward handed over a folder, neatly tabbed. “Emails, invitations, photographs, and witness statements.” The officer scanned briefly, nodding. “Thank you. Now, Mr. Harrington, was this marriage motivated by convenience, legal advantage, or personal desire?” Edward glanced at Amara. She met his eyes steadily. “It was motivated by mutual agreement and understanding,” Edward said carefully. “Both personal and practical considerations. The marriage is genuine. The motivations are documented and transparent.”

I am still speechless as I walk into my villa and head upstairs to turn in for the evening. Well, tonight did not turn out as I expected, that’s for sure. I don’t even remember showering, much less brushing my teeth, and the next thing I know, I am cuddled up in bed and staring at the envelope. This is preposterous. How can he expect a marriage of convenience to work? Yes, there are plenty of pros involved when it comes to this; my company will most definitely be back on top within a year and thriving. But… being married to Elijah?

I bit the inside of my cheek, "Then why are you marrying her?" "A marriage of convenience" he simply said. "It's common in our world." I tilted my head to the side. "What's a marriage of convenience?" "It's a contract marriage for political links and power and to ally with the British crime firm." I furrowed my eyebrows. I have never heard anything like that before. This man already had so much power. How much power can a person possibly crave? "My parent's marriage was also a marriage of convenience. My father married the princess of the Bratva to form an alliance with the Russians. My mother was an effortlessly lovable woman, he fell in love with her even before they got married..."

“What does Megan’s return have to do with anything, especially my position and all I worked for?” My father leaned back in his chair, a smug expression on his tired face. “Your marriage to Megan was no coincidence. I wanted that union to stand. I did everything within my powers to ensure that both of you end up together, but your attitude and reckless lifestyle pushed her away. Now, you either find her or…” I scoffed. “Or what, Dad?” I was already tired of my father using the same card on me over and over again. “You are willing to jeopardize everything I worked for over a marriage of convenience?”