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Sincerely, I was tempted to dress similar to her now that it seems like my husband prefers that sort of dressing but the reminder that ours was a marriage of convenience screamed through my mind. I had questions now for myself and for Xander which I knew I would never ask a soul. I needed to know if there was any possibility that we could readjust our agreement to become more favorable. I had no idea why I was beginning to think this way but I was certain of one thing which was that a marriage of convenience was slowly beginning to eat me up. I mean, for how long was I going to have to pretend to be okay with no form of intimacy. I might be an Omega but I sure as hell have my family's name t

Raymond asked looking at Elias for answers. " Our marriage is not like every other marriage... it's s contract marriage." " What do you mean by that?" Raymond asked confused. Elias then explained everything to him, from how he met Ava to how they got married. When he was done explaining Raymond was quiet for a while. " Now that explains things. That is very much expected from you...so this marriage is built on contract and not love. And here I was thinking that you are a changed man." Raymond said while he reached out from the bottle of wine,he drank straight from it.

I smirked. “You still haven’t figured it out?” “If he is so obsessed, why did he get married to someone else and broke up with me?” “Obsession comes in many ways,his obsession in a bad way,he doesn’t want you to be with anyone but still wants to hurt you and make you see him as the best person for you, in other words that dude is crazy”. She giggled. “Well he is also stupid enough to think I will really choose him over you, I mean you”.

He had told himself and he had done what he had felt right. It was going to raise too many ripples of consequences and he was not going to face any of them. Now…..well marriage was something absolutely different. And he had got to know if she was ready for that. And if he was going to have a child with Rhonda then very well the consequences have to be faced. And he needed to understand that if he himself was ready for that. Oberon saw the great sex with her as a huge added bonus and a means of persuading her into marriage of convenience and partnership in case she was wary of making that kind of commitment to him. After all it was only natural that he would be seen with a weird manner by her

He immediately sat straight and cupped my face, using his thumbs to play with my bottom lip. "What's wrong with you?" I said slowly, squinting my eyes in skepticism. "I can't believe this." He grinned and hugged me. "I'm finally going to get married to you after so many years of waiting. Wow! What patience I had." He appraised. "Yeah, that's so true. You're one patient man I know." I chuckled. "Yes." He gently nibbled on my neck and kissed me on my lips. I noticed the driver peeking at us through the rear-view mirror and he seriously rolled his eyes at us. That brought me to remember that I wondered whether the drivers of their boss's car do not see what they do or they don't pay attention t

The only person in Damien’s life who had that privilege. Vince tossed a file onto the desk and leaned back in the chair opposite him. “You look like a man who hasn’t slept.” Damien didn’t respond immediately. He finished signing the document before placing the pen down. “I slept.” “Barely,” Vince replied dryly. Damien leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temple. Marriage had been many things in his life before. Strategic. Useful. Political. But this one? This one was chaos. “She hates me,” Damien muttered finally.

For the 999th time, the system in my head issues a warning: [Warning! Your infatuation level has exceeded the safe limit! If you do not leave Eleanor Hayes within one hour, you will be erased!] I look up to find my CEO wife, Eleanor, standing protectively in front of her secretary, Charles Beaumont, in the hospital. He has falsely accused me of stealing his paintings, and she believes him without question. Right in front of me, she slashes the paintings I have spent three years creating and then orders me to apologize to Charles. "You stole Charles' paintings in the first place," she says coldly. "Everything I've done is to make it up to him. All you have to do is apologize. What's so har

Her comment did hurt a bit, but it is what it is, emotions set aside, even if I sold our entire company to the highest bidder Father didn't much to it. Vivian continued unbothered, "But Marriage? Will you be able to pull it off?" "A marriage of convenience" I repeated Darcel's words. "Convenience, my ass" She cursed, I had never heard Vivian curse so loudly. "Every marriage is a matter if convenience in our world Eri. But, it's always about men's convenience." I wondered if she was talking about herself.

He looked at them silently for a moment before saying anything. He shook his head and said, “I generally avoid reading tabloids.” “However, this morning, I decided to do something different.” Alexander gave a single nod, showing no sign of worry. “We saw the article.” “It presents a most interesting image,” Harold told them. “One of a rushed marriage. A sudden romance. A young lady struggling to make ends meet, and a billionaire who needs to keep up his reputation.” He turned to Aria. “Tell me something, Mrs. Blackwood. Do you feel that you are in love with your husband?”

“If I have to marry and raise a child with someone, I think that you’re the perfect person to do it. We work together, we have to see each other because of your mother and Anthony, and we are pretty compatible in bed.” “Hey!” I hiss, shooting him a look and then looking toward the cabbie. “What the hell do you think you’re saying?” “I’m just making it clear that if it is you, then I think it would be fun.” Fun. Was he really considering a marriage of convenience as something fun? What about when it wasn’t fun anymore, then what? “You’re overthinking things,” Grant sighs, drawing me out of my head. “When we met that night and you decided that you wanted to sleep with me, what were you thinkin