Romans & histoires Medical Genius Unspeakable Marriage Novel

Aurora slid down the wall, her tears frozen on her face with shock and a sad realization. Her? There was another … woman? “That was it.” She thought, laughing softly in disbelief, “That must be the reason. He loves someone else.” She looked down at the file of marriage rules on the floor beside her, and a great sadness overwhelmed her, “And I… I will never measure up.” She looked up at Ethan, her eyes roving over his back muscles which splayed out nicely under his shirt. His back to her was very formidable and she’d had a sinking feeling back then, that she’d be seeing most of it in her marriage.

Merina Pov “SHOCKING!!!!: THE YOUNG MASTER AND PRESIDENT OF THE NART COOPERATION IS FOUND TO BE MARRIED!” I read the bold headings but if that was the reason I was shocked then you are wrong, the reason for my shock is the words written next to it in bold words. “WE FOUND OUT THAT THE MYSTERIOUS WIFE OF THE BILLIONAIRE IS MENTALLY DERANGED, NOT FOR ANYTHING BUT DRUGS!!”

robotic. Still, Alex hadn’t been working aboard after the wedding like Raphael had. He’d always stayed in town. So whatever they had, it looked pretty solid now. Maybe Grace should corner that brat Dana one of these days and squeeze the truth out of her—how does she actually get along with her husband in that whole arranged marriage setup? Grace’s phone buzzed on her desk. One new message. She picked it up and checked. “Haven’t gotten my flowers yet?” —from Gavin.

There it is. I knew this moment would come eventually. Just not today. Not when I already have twelve fires burning at once, Enid invading my thoughts more often than I care to admit, and a creeping suspicion in my chest that something about my past, the night that gave me Aurelia, isn’t as straightforward as I once believed. “Maris,” I begin slowly, choosing patience because anything else will worsen this. “My marriage is not your concern.” She laughs once, a bitter, brittle sound. “Not my concern? Cassian, you and I… we had something real.”

If what should not have happened has happened already, my grandma's life depends on it, so I could do nothing but sit on the floor and cry. It was late at night while Leonard was still wide awake drinking wine on the terrace of their house, thinking of what he did to his new wife. It's not his nature to hurt a woman, but he could not restrain himself because of his hatred of the woman he married. Leonard was blaming her for agreeing to marry him. He has this thought, 'That if only that woman refuses the offer of his grandpa, then maybe he wouldn't have been in a tight situation and wouldn't be forced to marry.'

One of them tried to speak, but I shunned him to keep shut, still glaring at the two. “If you think I'm not putting in my best for this company, then you can just as well withdraw your shares and go to a place that they put in their best then!” With that, I turned and finally left with my PA trailing behind. As I head back to my office, my phone buzzed with a message. My lips curled into a smirk when I saw it was from Aaron. “Tough try, Eric. You're getting married to the same girl who pictured you as a gay? Wow.”

The sound startles me, ruining my mood. Frustrated, I hurl the dildo against the wall. The force of the throw causes it to crash and break apart. Shit. Great, now I can’t even pleasure myself. All my other toys are not properly charged. I sit on the bed, tightly-wound with a desperate need to release all this pent-up energy inside me. I try to stroke my clit, but my mind is bombarded with frustration. I can’t stop thinking…is it a mistake to marry Joe? How can I marry a man who can’t even satisfy me and thinks my sexual needs are weird!

- I again gulped my saliva . I hope he won't embarrass me infront of the whole class . I turned to see that my friends were worried too . Whatever .I took it over myself . Even if he is my husband I don't want him to treat me differently .I would appreciate it if he seperate our personal and professional life differently . I grabbed my textbook and slowly walked towards him squeezing the poor book in my hands . " So you finished reading right "- I nodded slowly, not meeting his eyes . " Tell me what did you read .?"- He asked .His voice is slow and soft .

This entire scene didn't just feel oddly familiar, it was exactly the same scene that had happened a few years ago. This was exactly what had happened on the same day seven years ago, the year I turned twenty four. I remembered it vividly now. It was also the year I realized my family didn't give a damn about me. My family had tried to force me to marry Brian, the first son of the powerful Montero family who had unfortunately been left disabled due to a horrible accident a few years ago.

I whispered. “Marriage is marriage,” he said, walking toward me. “There is no fake marriage in this universe. Even those people who get married by signing contract papers. They are married after saying “I do,” the same thing that we did an hour ago. Once you murder someone, there is no going back to the life that you had before, right?” He raised his brows. “You are a murderer for life. In the same way, once you recite the vows, you are married and there is no going back to the life you had before. And it applies to both of us.” He stopped an inch away from me. “We are husband and wife, and this is our house. Our life starts from this moment, and we can’t go back from this.” He took a strain