Oh No! Married To My Nemesis Novels & Stories

“You’re awake. Morning.” She just looked at me. Her expression was blank. She really took her anger to the next level. I couldn’t blame her, though. I might believe this wasn’t acting. Our marriage slipped off my fingers, and my life was a pit. “I have to go to Osmium.” “You don’t have to tell me your business.” “I’m your husband, and I—” “Then you should have done that long ago if you considered me your wife.” “Jesus, baby. You’re my wife.”

his mother asked continuously like a cop. "Marry? Mom! I still have no girlfriend, let's not talk about marriage. Please?" he begged. "Jared, there are lots of girls around you. There are lots of women who likes you." "And? I don't like them." "You're not getting any younger, Son. You must marry soon." "Mom," Jacquelin became serious and said, "No, Jared. You'll marry as soon as possible. You're not getting any younger, and so am I. I want to meet my grandchildren before I die."

“I didn’t marry her for her money. I don’t want her f*cking empire.” “Well, it’s yours now. Congratulations.” “I’m not your pawn,” I said. “Neither is she.” “Then stop letting her run wild,” he snapped. “The world is watching. You think the other families haven’t seen that footage from the dinner? You think this doesn’t make me look weak?” “I married her. Not to leash her.” “Then you’ve already lost.” I gritted my teeth, staring at the glass of untouched whiskey on my desk. “She’s not a dog, Enzo.”

He looked older in the low light—lines deeper, eyes tired. He glanced up as we approached. His gaze flicked from me to Enid, then back. No surprise, just weary resignation. "I anticipated this," he said evenly, setting the mug down. "You coming here with my nemesis. And not just that—you married him behind my back." "I'm sorry this happened," I swallowed, standing a few feet away, eyes trailing his silk night robe. "I just had to do this. I know it was rash." He diverted his gaze to Enid, who stood relaxed, hands in his pockets.

“Don't pretend you can't remember. I still recall how impatient you were. We should visit that vineyard again and reenact some of those memories.” I stared at her in disbelief. My wife, who has every fucking right to me, was sitting next to me quietly because she didn't want to hurt her sister. Meanwhile, Sarah was purposely making stabs at Elena's heart. "Have some fucking respect," I said in warning. “Need I remind you that I'm married? To your sister, no less." She shrugged. “It's just a title and a piece of paper. I don't give a shit, Richard. We both know that the second you and I are alone in a room, you and l forget all about the fact that you're married. You always do."

“I vow to spend eternity making you regret ever messing with me, Mrs DeSantis.” His dark promise sent chills down Olivia’s spine. He pulled away slightly and smirked darkly at her. Before Olivia could say anything, a high pitched voice beat her to it. “Nero darling. You got married without informing me?” Nero's jaw tightened greatly, and his blood boiled. This was the last person he needed to see right now. The cause of all this mess. Marena.

“If you say something about my fiancee again, I’m going to hit you hard across the face, you are the one who calls for an emergency meeting and yet still need an explanation . “So,you are just going to marry him just to spite me huh , isn’t that what all of this is about?Our divorce isn’t been up to a month and you want to marry my enemy ? “ You know what Tristan , the word doesn't revolve around you , we were once married and it ended in tragedy and I took it as it was . “Two days later you tried to humiliate me by showing off your misters to taunt me , but why should I care ?

She thought about 1998, about Wolfe Meridian Corp, and about the brutal efficiency of a plan that didn't just neutralize the threat but removed the person behind it from the board entirely. "He will know it was me," she said. "When it collapses, he will know I was involved." "Yes," Caiden said. "Does that change anything?" He looked at her across the desk. "It changes nothing," he said. "He will know you were involved and he will know I was involved, and he will know that the two of us, together, ended him. I consider that an appropriate outcome." She looked at him. Together. The word settled somewhere deep inside her. Once, this marriage had been nothing more than a contract. Somewhere alon

"Yes." "So he still controls us." I heard my own voice and it didn't sound like mine. "He still holds the terms. He still owns our marriage. He still owns us." "Yes." I closed my eyes. The contract was supposed to fix everything. It was supposed to save my mother, protect my siblings, buy us a future. Instead it had swallowed us whole. It had made us prisoners in a house we never wanted, married us to each other when we were supposed to be enemies, and handed Karem a leash he'd been pulling on since the day we signed.

Married. I let out a humourless breath, leaning back as the words mocked me from the screen. Married. I was never the kind of man who believed in sentimental attachments. I’d seen enough failed marriages, broken promises, and hollow vows to know that love was a lie dressed in pretty words. And yet here I was, legally bound to a woman who could barely look me in the eye without flinching. Elena Hart. My little contradiction wrapped in trembling defiance.