Novel & Cerita Our Secret Marriage Novel

She teases me, pushing my shoulder lightly in an attempt to ease the tension, to ease my pain. I laugh quietly. “Yeah, I'm really not. But it was like this instant connection to them. I was drawn to them, and them to me. The next time we saw each other, they made it clear that we were to be married. And we were. Within a week or so of meeting one another, we got married. It was a very small ceremony, with only us there. Afterwards, we took a carriage ride to their house. Our house. They made a little library nook for me to read, because they knew I loved reading. They took care of me.” A tear falls down my cheek. “But we kept secrets from each other. All of us lied. All of us. Even after the

The bastard smirked, and I hate how that just made something stir in my stomach. I clenched my fist behind me. “The fun is all the money you can have in just six months. Six months after marriage, we’ll get divorced. Done. Everything I mentioned is all yours. All I need is the position in our company. I still don’t want to get married nor even planning to in the near future.” “Your old man would probably not like that,” he commented, but I didn’t say anything. Yes, grandfather would not like this, but there’s no way I’m going to let him arrange me to a marriage like we were still in the medieval times with a man who will take over my position and work. I don’t even know who he is. There’s ju

His jaws were constantly clenching and his eyes were darkly staring at me. "You wanna play hide and seek, huh?" He paused and laughed. "Really? Step cousin? I didn't know you're kinky." I glared at him for a second. "Cut the crap! I said that to save us." "Save us? You don't want him to know that you're married because you like him, Lily. Is that it?" What a stupid assumption. "Think whatever you want to think." "You fcking denied our marriage."

The feeling is mutual at first but as our marriage go along, I learned to love him. I don't know why but I just wake up one morning and feel this romantic feelings for him. Maybe cause I always see him, he caught my heart and attention. But in our almost 1 year of marriage, he never announce to the public that I am his wife. Maybe he's embarrass or he doesn't want it at all? What might the reason would be, I accept that I am his secret wife. But somehow I feel jealous cause he was never proud of having me in his life. It was just like I'm his wife when no one is around and nobody when he faced the crowd.

Was he that afraid of her finding out I was his wife? If he’d just looked for one more second, he would’ve known he wasn’t signing away a shipment of goods. But his eyes were already stolen by the girl in the doorway. Our marriage was a secret. Besides our parents, no one knew. I fell for him in college, chased him relentlessly for four years, and got nowhere. For three years after graduation, I still couldn’t let him go. Then, one day, I found him ambushed by a rival family, bleeding out in an alley and barely alive. I saved him.

She thought about what Amara had said in the Sunday kitchen. At some point, that boy is going to ask you a question that you can't answer with a strategy. She lifted her eyes. "He married me in secret," she said. "Because his family wouldn't accept me. I was—I wasn't what they wanted for him. Wrong background, wrong connections, wrong everything." She paused. The words were coming out more easily than she had expected, which she noted with distant surprise. "We were married for three years. I believed it was real. I believed we were building toward something. That one day he would—" She stopped. Found the next words. "I thought the secret was temporary. That it was about timing. That eventua

“Don't believe whatever she told you. I don't have anything to do with her. She likes me that's all.” Hoping that would convince her. I made a lot of mistakes in my past with women. Everything was because of Nyra. I never regretted it then. Now that she was finally mine. There was no way I would blow it up. “Why should you care? We are not in love, remember? Our marriage is a secret.” “We are husband and wife in secret. In front of the world, we are just two friends. Your cousin doesn't even know what's going on between us, Jayden?”

“Nothing more.” Carson nodded quickly and stepped inside. The warmth of her home hit him instantly — the clean scent, the soft colors, the quiet peace. It was nothing like the cold emptiness of his own world. “This place…” he said, glancing around. “It’s beautiful.” “Thank you,” she said shortly. “Now say what you came to say.” He turned to face her, his eyes searching hers. “I didn’t marry Bridget,” he began. “The wedding— I walked out. I left her at the altar.”

Mari's whole body ached the next day. With every movement she made, she felt the pain in her whole body, especially in the middle of her thighs. That's what it's called, she's no longer a virgin, her husband has taken her most cherished honor. She's surrendered everything to her husband, which is very happy because they're now married, so there's no problem. But something was bothering Mari's mind, as if she was missing what she and Andrei did last night. What she expected to be a hot fight in bed ended up being a very careful romance between her and Andrei. Even their sex was very careful, without the excitement that would have been sexual. Mari shook her head and something else was going t

I replied, not bothering to look at him. “In as much as I regret my actions, let's not pretend that our marriage was ever about love," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "We both knew what we were getting into. A union of convenience, a merger of families. So why should you expect me to be loyal to you?" "We're a team, a partnership. And partners don't get jealous or possessive. They work together, no matter what." He continued I felt a shiver of revulsion run down my spine as he took a step closer to me, his eyes glinting with malice. "You smell like male cologne," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "Did you meet with a man?"