Our Secret Marriage Novel Novels & Stories

And everyone looked at her for answer. Even Nicholas was suddenly curious to hear the answer.. "Because I think it's time to claim what's mine and show what a great person my husband is... And second answer is...as you all know I am a very private person.. I asked him to keep our marriage a secret....hope you are satisfied" She left.. And Nicholas just kept looking when a voice breaks his trance... "So she is your wife.. Feel bad for her " Veronica said with a evil smile... "Coz as per my knowledge you stoped doing relationship a long back... So is this marriage is some kind of bond or something like that?? " She asked..

This was a glimpse into Safira's and Adonis's life together in Chicago! ****** A Secret Marriage! “Safira! Everyone has secrets. “I’m just suggesting that we keep our marriage a secret for a year. “Why Adonis! Why?” “Because I desired someone that I don’t want to lose.” “Do you feel that I am someone you should be with?” “No! I married someone outside of my circle.” “So because you married me and others feel it’s the wrong thing to do. Or of the norm to do. You want to keep it a secret?”

“Before he understood how much power mattered. Before he learned what it could destroy.” My pulse roared in my ears… “They fell in love,” he went on, his tone unchanging. “Quietly. Without permission. Without witnesses.” “They got married,” Alexander added. The word hit me like a blow. “What?” I gasped. “Yes…” he replied. “They married in secret. There were documents. Witnesses who disappeared. Promises that were never meant to survive daylight.” My legs felt weak. I reached for the edge of the bed and sat down heavily, my breath coming shallow and uneven.

he leaned forward, eyes fixed on me, “I might be needing you more often than you think anyways,” "One more thing... I want our marriage to remain a secret for now," I said, and he scoffed. "That's not up to you to decide, Emma..." he leaned close, a smirk touching his lips, "in this marriage... I have the final say," I hesitated, but signed the contract anyway. He stood and walked over to the table, picking up the paper, “Make sure you keep your phone close at all times. I don't like being left unread," *****

“I have my answer, Rhea. You want me. Something is holding you back. Is it money for your dad’s medical bills?” “It’s not money,” she chokes out. Money is the one thing she finally has, thanks to Ashcroft. What she lacks is freedom. “Then can we do this secretly?” Julian’s voice is a desperate whisper. “I’d marry you in secret, Rhea. I’d build a life for you that no one else has to know about.” The temptation is a physical weight. A secret marriage. A secret life. It is a lethal gamble. If Dominic finds out, he will destroy them both.

The words burned, each one pressing against my ribs like thorns. I wanted to ask, 'Did you ever get married?' but I swallowed it down. I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer. And besides, I could tell by the way he spoke, he wasn’t finished yet. So I sat still, trying to prepare myself for the rest of the story. With how solemn he was and how he looked at the sky listlessly...I had a feeling this was when it took a dark turn. "We decided to keep the wedding a secret u til ur time was near for privacy. That was when Amaria came into my life."

"We have had so many people reach out to us regarding who this mysterious woman is who has taken that man -" She looks over to him lustfully as she eyes him up and down before looking back at me "- off the market. And still stayed in such a happy marriage. Tell us, what's your secret to such a happy marriage?" I felt my body tense and my heartbeat ring through my ears, my smile was plastered on my face so you couldn't see the breakages within me. The first question was already too much, I wanted to run and run fast. I looked over to Chase who had an evil look in his eye and I knew I had to do what he said. "Well, I mean no marriage is perfect right? And we don't strive for perfection. We str

My wife Cynthia Bolton's voice was soft, but her words hit my chest like a ton of bricks. I stared down at the floor, my mind racing as I tried to process what she'd just said. Seeing my sheer disbelief, Cynthia let out another sigh and explained calmly, "The night before the divorce went through, we didn't use protection. You and I weren't married yet, and it was all consensual. I'm sorry I kept it from you." Her words left my brain completely numb.

“So you agree to marry me as soon as your divorce is final?” I blush, wiggling uncomfortably in my seat. “Maybe," I confess. I was eventually going to tell him that I agreed to his plan for a secret wedding, but I was hoping to make him sweat it out a bit longer first. His devious smile stretches from ear to ear as he grabs my left hand, the one wearing the ring, and kisses it. He is still looking at me in adoration even as his tone becomes serious. “It’ll be tricky, but we will just have to keep the marriage a secret. Luckily I have lots of friends who can help keep big secrets."

He didn’t give me time to respond. Instead, he reached into the folder beside him and pulled out a stack of documents, sliding them across the table toward me. I hesitated before picking them up. My name stared back at me from the top page. My heart skipped. “What is this?” “A solution,” he said. I flipped through the pages slowly, my eyes scanning each line, each clause. Then I froze. Marriage. A secret marriage. My fingers tightened around the paper. “You’re serious?” I whispered. “Very.”