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Not with him. I exhaled, “ Fine,” he smirked, “ keep your partners but it should private— I don't want to be tagged a fool twice for not knowing about my husband's affair,” Husband… a word I never imagined calling Kaden Petrović. I moved to the next line. “ And the date nights every Friday? Is that necessary?” “ Very…” He drawled, “ We're a couple. We should at least act like it.” I hated that he right so I didn't push it.

But slowly, she noticed a subtle change in his eyes and the tightening of his jaw. “Has he hurt you?” he asked, a protective edge in his voice almost easily unnoticed. “Not physically, no,” she replied, shaking her head. Lars leaned back, tilting his head as he propped his head with his hand, his eyes narrowing as he considered the situation. “We need to do something—something that will make it clear to him that he has to go.” Natalie looked at him, hope flickering in her eyes mixed with hesitation. “Yes, but what?” He paused for a moment, then leaned forward, his gaze intense but cold. “We get married.” Natalie's eyes widened in shock. “Married? Lars, that's... that's crazy.”

I’m getting married, and not married to just anybody—I’m getting married to Cameron Stanton, the man of my dreams—the man of every woman’s dreams. How did I ever score this? I thought I was simply getting a slutty, hot hookup in Vegas and I somehow ended up pregnant... to someone who turned out to be the perfect male specimen. What were the chances? How in the heck has everything that was once so wrong turned out to be so right?

I asked, presuming the worst. "No," he said, amusement audible in his voice. "We have… a different type of work to do." "Like what?" My mind restlessly processed through the issues I might have forgotten about. "Our wedding." He chuckled. "Oh…" Was it weird that I stopped thinking about the fact that we needed to actually get married to become husband and wife? Contractual married looked a whole lot simpler in romances and dramas. Two people went to the registry office, signed papers, got their stamps, and were married. Aren needed proof that our relationship was genuine, although I still wasn't sure how far he was willing to go to prove that. Luckily, we had no problems with our intimacy an

I heard Alessio asking but Bruno said nothing. *************** Third person's POV… Aria was pacing in the sitting room like a hungry wolf that has had nothing to eat all day. Her parents were sitting on the sofas, not looking happy. “This wasn't part of the deal,” she said, putting her hands on her waist. “Alina wasn't supposed to enjoy that marriage. She was sent there to replace me and suffer whatever treatment he gives her” “But it seems he treats her well and guess what …I want that marriage. I want that treatment” she grinned

Hurriedly, Zefki grabbed a blanket and covered Raceh, tucking it to her neck. The eagerly anticipated first night for newlyweds was different for Raceh and Zefki, who had been arranged in marriage without knowing each other beforehand. Consequently, Zefki chose to sleep on the sofa that night. P. S. Split durian is often interpreted as the first night for newlyweds in Indonesia.

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

The princess is worthless and is not considered by the Cannor family. "Ananda Albara Demian Dominic bin Nicholas Dominic. I marry you and I marry you to Ainayya Hikari Salvina bint Javior Jeon Cannor with a set of prayer tools. Cash!" said the judge. Javior deliberately didn't want to say goodbye because for him Nayya was nothing. And Nayya also has no right to get such a noble right from him. To him only Pavina deserves such privilege. Father failed. "I accept the marriage and the marriage of Ainayya Hikari Salvina bint Javior Jeon Cannor with the dowry paid in cash."

I replied. "Good. I hate separation. It's like a thorn in my flesh. I rather bribe my wife not to leave me than to end the marriage. And so I don't want to hand over my wealth to someone who can't keep his family. I believe your marriage with Jeremy is not a contract" he said. "No sir. It's a real marriage" I replied. "I know. I made sure of that. the only thing we're waiting for now is baby with you and Jeremy's DNA" he said.

"I'll tell you when I'm afraid instead of carrying it alone. I'll let you see every part of me, the parts I'm proud of and the parts I'm still working through, without hiding behind old shame or old silence. And I'll keep choosing you, Jonathan, on the ordinary days that don't feel like they need choosing at all, because I think that's where a real marriage actually lives, in the boring Tuesdays as much as the trials and courtrooms." Jonathan pulled me close, and we stood there together in the quiet garden, candlelight flickering softly around us, the city humming faintly somewhere beyond the walls, and I felt, for the first time since that cold, silent car ride a year ago, that I had finall