No Affection In Marriage Novels & Stories

Funny how the tides and times can change. "Princess Deva, I must let you know beforehand that this marriage is strictly of convenience. I do not any have affection to give you. I only have respect for you and your position as my concubine to give. I will treat you as I should on the terms of formality." I expected no less than this. You only love yourself and your wife. "I do not expect you to love me, Alpha Aaron. I do not need this. Like you said, this is a marriage of convenience. I expect it to remain that way." I matched his energy.

Standing close, Occasional displays of affection, Events, galas, business gatherings. Her throat grew tight. He wants to touch me. 3. Zero Romantic Expectations She must not develop or request romantic involvement. The marriage is not emotional. Damian will not provide affection, intimacy, or emotional support. The words felt like ice water poured on her chest. He assumed she would fall for him. He assumed she would want him. She grit her teeth. Arrogant man. 4. Shared Living Space They would share a penthouse. Separate bedrooms, but daily proximity was mandatory for the image of a real marriage.

But there was something in her inquiry that felt like a challenge—like she was attempting to get under his skin, to get him to recognise something he hadn't allowed himself to consider years ago. "A marriage is a business deal," he said coolly, his voice level. Love has no place in this world. Rosie's eyes danced with something unspoken. Then why bother with it at all? she asked, her tone light but sharp. "Why not just let things be straightforward? If all is about power, why would one complicate matters with affection? Her comments were like a slap, unannounced and hurtful. Adam could not, however, turn his eyes away from her.

“I’ll give you respect, Elara. A good life. Whatever you need, you’ll have it. But I won’t pretend to give you more than that. I’m not going to lie and say this is a love match, because it isn’t, I think you deserve to go into this with your eyes open.” She remembered nodding and telling him that was fine, that she understood, and that respect was a good foundation to build on. Quietly and privately, she also believed he was wrong about the rest. She thought affection could grow in a marriage the same way it grew anywhere else, slowly, through shared meals, shared years, and simply getting to know each other over time. She was young and hopeful enough to believe that his honesty about his li

"I never would think that of you, Pendwick. Out of anyone, you're so much more than that." Hope flickers to life in his carnelian eyes again, bright and vulnerable. I look at him—truly look, taking in every detail. He would make a good husband. I can see that truth clearly now. Steady hands that have never raised themselves in anger. Honest eyes that have never lied to me. A heart that has tried for years to stand beside mine, even when I was too blind or too focused elsewhere to notice. And Marriage doesn’t have to be about affection. Or passion. Or love. Not always. It doesn't always need to involve the kind of consuming love that poets write about. It’s not needed to make an heir.

he had yearned for since childhood, was his fatal weakness. And deep in her eyes, there was only hatred, not a trace of love... “She and I are not compatible.” Aaron’s weak protest was met only with a contemptuous laugh from Phoenix. “Compatible? Do you think I care about that? I only care about the benefits this marriage brings to my son and me.”

His deep, mysterious eyes flickered with an emotion I couldn't quite place. He stood there, speechless for what felt like forever. I stared at his face, so close to mine, and found myself lost in thought. He was undeniably handsome—he had strong features but not harsh, with an aura of quiet intensity. Yet, even facing such a breathtaking man, I felt nothing. "Noah, our marriage was always about business. There's no need to overthink it. "I've known about you and Lillian for a while now. You know what you should and shouldn't do. Grandpa cares a lot about the Brookes' reputation."

Forced marriage does not only concern the girl, it can also affect the man but most of the time it happens to girls. The basis of marriage must be love, some will say that love is not enough but when you don't love a person, it's hard to sleep on the same bed as them, it's hard to wake up all mornings by his side even if sometimes we hide him. Love is the basis of any household, it's proven, when we don't love our spouse, we don't understand these faults and these shortcomings, we don't endure in our household whereas when we love our spouse's faults are transformed

Article 1: The marriage shall last 365 days. Article 2: No physical intimacy without mutual consent (though public displays of affection are mandatory). Article 3: No emotional attachment. Article 4: Under no circumstances shall a pregnancy occur. I paused at Article 4. My heart gave a strange little tug. "No pregnancy?" "I am under pressure from my board and my mother to produce an heir and settle down," Adrian said, standing up. He walked to the window, his back to me. He was tall, his tailored suit fitting his broad shoulders perfectly. "The marriage satisfies the 'settling down' requirement. But I have no intention of bringing a child into a world of business deals and fake smiles. This

"Celia, I was stabbed, yet you're thinking about us instead of asking about my injury. What's going on in your head?" She frowned impatiently. Even while apologizing, she was still condescending. "Zane, don't be unreasonable. The failure of our partnership will be a loss for both companies. You shouldn't be so willful. Consider this injury a lesson." I was so mad that my wound throbbed. I truly felt like I had wasted eight years of my sincerity. "Don't worry. I'll never consider marrying you again. Also, listen carefully, Celia. I'm the one who's out of your league. Cutting ties with your company is a loss for your family, not for mine. If I hadn't fallen for you, what makes you think you ha