Marriage Rules Novels & Stories

She said and it didn't seem like she was telling a lie. I wasn't satisfied. "Did you read the clause that stated all the rules I want you to abide by while in this marriage?" I couldn't help but voice out my thoughts. "I did" "I'll recap just in case you didn't understand." I began, "Sleeping in separate rooms, No physical contact whatsoever and no involvement in each other's personal lives. These are my rules. You're fine with them?" "Do you want me to have a problem with them?" She asked, staring straight at me.

I opened it and began to read. 1. Rule 1: You will never anticipate a future with me. 2. Rule 2: You must not cheat on me throughout your marriage with me. 3. Rule 3: You shall not ask me where I go at night or what I do as it is none of your business. 4. Rule 4: You are prohibited to fall in love with me. 5. Rule 5: You aren’t allowed to interfere in my business or invade my privacy. 6. Rule 6: You will not lie or hide anything from me. I hate betrayal and lies.

Then he realised the joke was on him. He would inherit majority of the dreamscape shares as soon as he got married. The marriage must last a year, to any woman he chose, and a prenuptial agreement was acceptable. If Alex decided not to comply with his uncle's wishes he would retina fifty percent of the shares and the other fifty would be split among the board members. Alex would be nothing but a figure head. Instead of creating buildings he would be stuck in meetings and corporate politics, exactly what he did not want to do with his life.

She nods once. “Then explain the rules,” she says. Direct. Efficient. Good. I gesture toward the living room. She follows, sitting opposite me as sunlight finally breaks across the glass walls. “This marriage now operates under three priorities,” I begin. She waits. “Stability. Visibility. Protection.” “Translate,” she says. “Publicly, we appear unified at all times. No separate appearances. No contradictory statements.” “That was already in the contract.” “Yes. Now it is absolute.” “And privately?”

Me in this ridiculous dress that suddenly felt too tight. I needed out of it. Out of this room. Away from him and those eyes that made me feel things I didn't want to feel. "What are the rules?" I asked. "What?" "The rules. Of this arrangement. We're married now. Legally. So what are the rules?" He blinked. "I don't..."

That flame won’t go out if we love our partners for who they are, not just for what they look or have. Mutual respect and understanding can sometimes get lost due to pride. No one wants to submit. So when we feel like losing interest, we need to remember the joy our partner once brought us. Sometimes, we don’t realize there are promises we haven’t kept or things we’ve forgotten to do. As the saying goes, marriage isn’t like rice you can spit out when it burns your tongue. We must be ready to face both the sweetness and bitterness, the joy and the sorrow that comes with it.

"I'm guessing these are the rules?" "Yes. And they must not be flouted for no reason." Sam smiles as she reads it. The marriage contract begins on the night of their wedding. Sleeping in different rooms. No staying out late or doing anything that'll make anyone question their status as a couple. She'll work from home as Claude had stipulated and he'll support and stand by her needs. She'll move in with him and they will live together under the same roof. No touching no matter what. Etc...

I mumble, pulling myself from Virginia's arms and run from the room. I run. I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

She asked with teary eyes, she kinda regretted signing the papers. "Yes, the rules… Read this and get it stuck in your brain because each time you go against the rules you get punished so…" He said as she hesitantly took the papers from his hand, going through it her mouth fell open in disbelief. What kinda rules is that for a god-damn fake marriage!? Rule Number 1: You can't leave the house without permission and the chauffeur must take you wherever. Rule Number 2: You're not allowed to have a job while this contract lasts which means that if you have a job already, re-sign.

"I only have three." I shrugged and proceeded on telling him what I wrote." First rule, no kissing." I looked at him and he just shrugged. I am quite shocked that he didn't retaliate on that. Second, no sexual intercourse." Jeff cackled on that rule but. then he didn't say anything, too. He's silent. Does that mean he's okay with that? Well and good. I wetted my lips and continued enumerating. "Third, no other woman." He raised his brow. "I know I am just going to pretend as your wife but I still have the dignity to protect. So, you are not allowed to have other women while you're married to me."