Marriagetoxin Novels & Stories

Maybe Enrico had no idea the registration never went through. I looked up at him, my voice trembling. "Enrico, there seems to be an issue with our marriage registration. Let's go redo it. Right now." A flicker of panic crossed his eyes. He reached up and ruffled my hair. "Why are you so anxious over something this small? I'll have Viktor handle it. You just rest." The last glimmer of light in my heart went out completely. After a long silence, I slowly nodded and forced out a single word. "Okay."

“You, Adrian Vale, and Elena Rossi, understand that this marriage carries with it all the responsibilities and privileges enshrined in law. Do you both consent to this union?” Elena felt her stomach tighten, a flutter of nerves twisting her insides. Consent? She nodded automatically, fighting the urge to speak before panic could seep into her voice. She was consenting, not just to the paperwork, but to the reality of stepping into a world that could demand more than she was prepared to give.

“Really? Because you looked like a couple of filthy adulterers to me. You even used your tongue in that video! But you still insist you’re innocent? “If you’re being stalked, call the damn police! You had ‘no choice’ but to make out with a married man? Please, this isn’t an idol drama.” James looked livid. One of his friends hurriedly tried to talk me down. “Come on. Wendy, you and James have been married for ages! Don’t you know what he’s like? He would never mess around under our noses.” I shot back, “Right, because he’s messing around in front of your noses. Are you gonna cover your friend when he cheats and raise his bastard kids?”

"He'd met her on our wedding anniversary and spent the final day of the ritual in bed with her instead of with me." Trent's hands clenched into fists again. "And the ritual?" "When it's not completed properly, when the male partner abandons it..." She sobbed. "The magic turns toxic. It burns everything inside. The witch said it was like acid eating away at my reproductive organs that I won't be able to bear a child if I refuse to fill it with sperm." "So you bore the consequences of his betrayal." Trent's voice was hollow with horror. "You suffered because he chose another woman over completing his duty to you."

"Yes, you are getting married with chairman Austin Diór's daughter today." "And what if I don't want to get married?" "It's Godfather's order,you can't disobey... chairman Austin Diór is very beneficial to our group . Our companies in France needs his fundings! " Alex explained with a cruel smile on his face. He was definitely enjoying this poor situation of mine. __''' "Okay then I will get married and after chairman Austin has funded in our company, I will get divorce with his daughter," I laughed but my laughter disappeared when Alex opened his dammit mouth to say," It's contract marriage! You can't divorce your wife for 3 years."

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

“We’ve registered our marriage. It doesn’t matter what you say, it’s no use.” Mrs. Cox stared at the white piece of paper. Her eyes widened. The expression on her face gradually morphed from shock to rage. “Robin Cox! Are you seeking death? I didn’t give you my blessing. How can you do this to me?”

Jeez, I exhaled slowly to calm myself. Now let me tell you, my husband was a fine specimen. His hair was damp and slightly tousled, his body, which was not overly muscular but well-toned and had some nice abs was glistening with water. His towel hung low on his hip. Alright, I will stop there. I closed my eyes and willed myself to erase the image or at least tried to shove the image at the back of my brain. I was checking him out in that small span of time. Get over it. Aru, he is just your namesake husband, I reminded myself. After mini bickering between my conscience and my heart I just gave up and padded to my the washroom.

"Marriage? Six months? What are you talking about Mr Fabian?" The lawyer, Mr Fabian scratched his head and looked at his client's grandson. "I'm sorry Mr Williams but Nana clearly stated it here. You can only access your trust fund when you're married and the marriage must be at least 6 months old." Victor Williams gaped and closed his eyes. 'Nana, why did you do this?' "Well I didn't know about this." Mr Fabian gave him a wan smile. "Well it's all here. There's really nothing I can do sir. I'm sorry."

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