Matrimonio Por Conveniencia นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I understand how he and Xavier are so close. “So you and Xavier. How did that happen?” he asks, genuinely interested. “Well, our parents agreed on an arranged marriage. We are both two powerful mafias and they wanted to unite us to make us even more powerful. The money would be better for the both of us too. I’m guessing Xavier didn’t tell you guys?” I say. “He doesn’t really share his private life with us. He’s a good friend though.” He says, keeping his eyes on the road.

she asked in a small and unsure voice and then he burst into laughter, a mocking type of laugh that made her sick to the stomach. “Of course, not because I love you or anything, but because I don’t have a choice and as desperate as you are but of course look at the benefits.” He paused slightly, studying her doubtful form. “We will be married for two years and we will discuss also our terms and conditions.” She was confused but she knew one thing. This was a lifetime opportunity to settle her mother's health conflicts, she might never get this chance ever again. It doesn’t matter if this was the right thing to do or not, she has to do it and then again, it’s just two years.

"Yes. I was indeed in a relationship with Willow for a few years, but due to personal reasons, it didn't work out. She didn't tell me about the pregnancy until after the child was born." Grace understood. Willow had taken advantage of the situation. She had secured herself a home while finding lifelong support using the child. "What about your wife's reaction to her?" "It's nothing new for people like us, Ms. Lewis. She doesn't care." Indeed, in a marriage of convenience, such things were often overlooked as long as they didn't affect personal interests. "Maybe she didn't care before, but now ..." Matthew's expression froze. "Is it possible your wife orchestrated this?"

Why did she have to waste her time arguing with Silvi over Quirino? “Marriage within a family environment like 'we' doesn't need such romantic things, Morana…” Silvi clicked her tongue and shook her head as if she was talking to a child who was too stupid and deliberately emphasized the word 'we', which didn't involve Morana was in it. “You don't even understand this. You will be surprised if one day, you will hear the news about our marriage.” Silvi smiled triumphantly after saying that. Marriage in convenience due to business matters is commonplace in a family environment like theirs.

"I'm thinking about the magistrate here." "And I'm thinking about a white dress with my family in attendance and Anna as the bridesmaid of honor." "I don't want the wedding." "Like you said. My family will never believe that I ran after boys. We have to do this for them." "I married you for work reasons, Carina. No family for your family." She lifted the handle. He had especially noticed that gesture of hers. It seemed like it was a warning sign before she prepared for battle. "Believe me, I'm no happier with this than you are, but we have to play our part so people will think this is real."

Marion said nonchalantly. "Debra is my wife! Our affairs are none of your business!" Juan snapped through gritted teeth. Marion set down the newspaper he was holding, fiddled with his lighter, and said indifferently, "It's just a marriage of convenience. I'll take care of everything for the woman I like."

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

"Our contract marriage was meant to be a simple arrangement, a way to appease my parents and secure our own interests." He couldn't help but feel a sense of regret that their original plan had gone sour. The initial idea had been straightforward. It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience to fulfill his parents' expectations and secure their individual ambitions. But somewhere along the way, emotions and expectations had begun to tangle, and now, they found themselves in a complex web of pretense.

The difference between the two men could not be any clearer. I opened the first page, reading through the terms and conditions of the contract. A marriage of convenience fits a duration of one year during which we'll get married and stay married for the public eye, but intimacy is not required, but we must still be respectful of each other's boundaries and privacy while maintaining public appearances. In return after the contract is over, I would get the sum of five and her child would be the beneficiary of one percent of Donovan Group shares. My breath stuttered as I flipped the pages slowly, my hands trembling slightly as I read through everything.

She stared back at him with a calm certainty that unsettled him. “This isn’t a decision to be taken lightly,” Mathew said, his voice low and serious. “You’re talking about a child, a life. This isn’t just a contract.” Sharon’s gaze softened slightly, but she didn’t back down. “I know that. But it’s the only way for both of us. We’re already married, Mathew. And we both know this marriage is built on convenience. Why not use it to our advantage?” Mathew let out a breath, running a hand through his hair. He leaned back in his seat, trying to collect his thoughts. The idea was madness, but there was a cold logic to it that he couldn’t ignore.