Marshall Love Is Blind Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Tell me everything you know about their relationship,” Chloe told Mason who looked bewildered. “They have been in a relationship for a while, but Mama and Papa know nothing about it.” Chloe gaped at the picture, as the last moment of Lovell kept ringing in her head. She didn't understand a thing about them, but they are all clicking now. “Mason, do you think Marion will take drugs? You think he did so because of the loss of his girlfriend?” Chloe implored with curiosity.

Their high school and college were filled with romantic memories. They were blindly in love and didn't care about the outcome, or their families approval, being in a Forbidden Love, the community and their families didn't approve of it. But they are stubborn enough and won't let anyone or some history bring an end to their relationship, so they ran away together.

"Now, can't you see that you are different from others in my eyes?" This time, Sarah couldn't contain the smile playing on her lips. Her smile blossomed, her eyes sparkling like stars. Marvin's gaze intensified, holding her captive. She remained silent, leaving the unspoken words hanging in the air. Marvin, displaying the patience of a seasoned hunter, waited quietly for her response. Finally, she broke the silence. “Alright then, Mr. Hill," she conceded, "congratulations. You've secured yourself a girlfriend." A moment of stunned silence followed her declaration. Marvin seemed frozen in time.

Due to extreme tiredness, Red's vision was blurred, which made him think that Maris was Chelsea. Red pulled Maris towards him and kissed her passionately. Maris was surprised but then started to reciprocate the kiss. She couldn't control herself anymore, and it seemed like she was also enjoying what was happening. "Hmm..." Maris moaned as she continued kissing Red. While savoring a feeling she had never experienced before, she looked at something that seemed to be standing near the door. She was surprised to see Chelsea with eyes blazing with anger. "Ate..." Maris exclaimed and quickly grabbed a blanket to cover herself.

“Can’t you see what she is doing to us?” “Yes, I’m blind to her love. I can’t see what she is doing to us!” he said calmly and spun around before stalking out of the room. With a defeated sigh, I slumped back into bed, glaring at the ceiling. “Sooner or later, he’ll come to know what kind of girl Camille Martinez is…” Maura leaned into my side and ran her fingers over my jaw. “Do you want me to give you a lap dance, baby?” “No!” I spat and fled from her. Sometimes I wished to get my own time as Maura always occupied me.

"After everything, I just told you... everything I’ve confessed, you still want to go through with this?" "Yes, Love. I'll still marry you. Everything will go on as it was supposed to go." I can't believe it. Was the truth always the key? My mother was right, and he loves me enough to let go of the past so we now can have a future. "But as far as Sebastian and my mother know, you are still blind... until we find a way out. OK?" I nod my head still processing everything I just lived. "Yes, yeah. My God, Christan I love you so much." I say as I kiss him, and he kisses me back yet quickly pulls away.

“Cold. Unyielding. A man who only cared about power and profit. But this woman — my wife — changed everything. Evelyn didn’t marry me for wealth or status. I gave her no choice in the beginning… yet she still chose to love me. She healed me. Today, I publicly declare that I love Evelyn Sterling with every fiber of my being. She is not my arranged wife. She is my soulmate, my partner, and the woman I want to build my future with.” The entire room erupted in thunderous applause. Evelyn blushed furiously, tears glistening in her eyes. Marcus didn’t care about the crowd. He cupped her face and kissed her deeply — slow, possessive, and full of promise — right there on stage. That same night, they

“Anything.” I smiled. “Good,” I said. “Remove the blindfold when it’s time, until then, you wait.” I turned and left the room, Marlo falling into step beside me. “Everything is ready,” he said quietly. “Yes,” I agreed. Tonight, Michael would be my husband and the truth would remain exactly where it belonged. Buried.

The bartender asked, getting annoyed with me. " Imagine this. You are married to him because your parents asked you to. But you love him. He has not touched you or even talked to you properly. The only thing you do for him is to make him breakfast and dinner. He places money in your bank account as a fee for marrying him. Whenever you try to talk to him, he gives you short replies because he could not be bothered to listen to you.

And what's all this about of being having a girlfriend? "Julien, I don't think you are in your right mind. This doesn't make any sense. You married me to keep your shitty profile from ruining and you didn't even care of me being hurt. What are you cheating on me or something? You were going out to meet your girlfriend who was now healing? And you hid it with me and with our relationship?" Monica couldn't hold back her anger and she was extremely heartbroken with the news that he told to her. Julien doesn't reply. Instead, he stare through the glass window ahead and think about the moment. No more ideas were now ticking in his head. Monica was sobbing and was now stumbling through the highs a