Marriage Of Convenience Novels Novels & Stories

But those dreams had gone up in flames because I ended up getting married to a loveless mean Damian. My marriage lacks communication and genuine emotions it feels so unreal This should be a dream and I pray to snap out of this nightmare sooner than later or I would end up losing my mind. Now here I am, in a marriage of convenience with a handsome, mean, and billionaire husband who only cares about his shares and sees marriage as a game.

As Ethan slid the contract across the table, the aroma of fresh coffee and muffins filled the room, a strange backdrop to what could be the start of a most unconventional adventure. Taking a deep breath, I began to read. Each word held the potential to alter the course of my life, to transform a struggling bakery into a roaring success, or to entangle me in a world of secrets and lies. The decision, it seemed, was mine to make. And as I scanned the legalese, a single question echoed in my mind: could a marriage of convenience ever lead to something real?

There was no spark, no connection, no hint of the passion that should exist between two people about to commit their lives to one another. The lawyers stepped forward, presenting them with the contract, a thick document filled with legal jargon and complex clauses. The "Marriage of Convenience" contract. The terms were clear, concise, and utterly devoid of romance. It outlined the financial obligations, the social expectations, and the eventual dissolution of the marriage. It was a business arrangement, a transaction, a deal. Qing Lin scanned the document, her eyes moving quickly over the pages. She paused at one particular clause, her eyebrow arching slightly. She exchanged a brief glance w

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.

"Maybe so ... I'm just saying from my own experience ... marriage is one hell of a complicated relationship, she might be in love with you but that doesn't mean she doesn't love him ... your chance of being with her is close to zero unless you'd be willing to be her side boy for a very very long time." "You were with a married man?" She nodded, "The reason why I don't believe in love anymore ... not really ... marriage is not always about love, it's convenience, and how far you can tolerate the bullshit for convenience's sake," she chuckled, "It's amazing how much bullshit a person can tolerate to stay that long in a marriage ... and we ... the outsider ... don't stand a chance when compared

“He needs to be married for his inheritance. I need a visa to stay in the country. He suggested we get married to solve both problems.” Mrs. Mary was quiet for a long moment. A pigeon landed near her feet and she shooed it away absently. “A marriage of convenience,” she said finally. “Like in the old days.” “It’s fraud.” “Is it? You’d be legally married. You’d live together, yes?” “He has a penthouse with four bedrooms. We’d have separate rooms.” “Ah.” Mrs. Mary smiled slightly. “Separate rooms. Very proper. Very sensible.” She paused. “Very lonely.”

“ 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.

“Marry me. It’s a contract, not a romance. You get your house, your father’s care, financial security. I get what I need.” Her pulse roared in her ears. “You think this is some kind of joke?” “Good,” he said. “Because I’m not laughing.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Savannah paced to the window, clutching the curtain edge. The world outside moved on, ordinary and untouched, while hers teetered on the edge of madness. “You think I’d marry a stranger to pay off my debt? You sound insane,” she hissed. “I think,” he said, his voice suddenly cool and razor-sharp, “that your pride is the only thing keeping you from survival. But pride doesn’t pay bills. It doesn’t save homes.”

“Your marriage is fake! Oh my goodness! I can't believe this is really happening. Someone should pinch me so that I can at least wake up from this unbelievable dream!” Liam gazed at his wristwatch and he murmured some words on his lips. “A marriage of convenience. We are just married on paper, and it's for mutual benefit. So there's no way she's getting out of it unless I say so!” His possessiveness is always evident. I was so disgusted as those words echoed in my ears. I glared at him with a burning and reproachful eye as my temper flared. I clenched my teeth as I swallowed hard. William turned his gaze as he couldn't believe the whole fiasco happening.

She sank back against the pillows, her mind whirling with various possible scenarios. What would life be like if she married him? What would people say about their sudden engagement and class difference? In fact, everything about them was different. They were from two completely different worlds. A marriage of convenience. It went against her beliefs about love and companionship. And yet... Could she really go through with this? Tying herself to a man she barely knew, even if it was just on paper? She remembered how he calmly handled the copyright infringement. If that was any indication of his personality, he seemed to be a good person.