Political Marriage With A Friendly Enemy の小説・ストーリー

“If he marries her, he’s definitely inheriting everything. I need a stronger political marriage, but there’s no one left.” Daniel hummed on the other end, clearly thinking. “What about Brandon?” I stopped pacing. “Brandon?” I repeated, like the name itself was poisonous. Brandon Kingsley was the last person I’d ever consider for anything, let alone marriage. The thought alone made my stomach twist. We were rivals. He was the guy who stole the fraternity president position from me. The guy who always outshined me, no matter how hard I worked. But worse than that— He was a man and it's well known that he was gay

Moriah sounded furious and her beautiful face red with rage. Harry looked tenderly at Moriah and shook his head. "You might not want to let go of your husband. But a marriage will only work if both of them want the marriage. It seemed that Mr Miller no longer wanted the marriage." "What nonsense are you talking about? My husband never gave up on us," Moriah scolded him, her face was like a feral cat.

King Marcellus finally asked. Flipping the thoughts of the redhead out of my head, I nodded. “Yes, father. I think you should reconsider your decision. Karen and I are totally mismatched. We don’t have anything in common” Marcellus grunted as he sat down after he had successfully worshipped all his awards. Regarding me curiously, he shook his head. “This is more of an alliance, Theo. There’s no need to feel anything for your mate. In fact, it's better to have zero things in common with her so that if the need arises for you to do away with her, you’d do it without having second thoughts. That, my son, is the way Pack politics works.”

“That’s—what even is that? You’re offering me a fake marriage for a real empire?” She nodded, deadly calm. “Exactly. And before you give me that shocked, morally outraged face—ask yourself something. Isn’t that what your father’s been grooming you for all along? Strategic marriages. Aligned empires. Family-first decisions. What I’m offering isn’t new. It’s just more honest.” I backed up a step, heart pounding so loud I couldn’t hear the traffic anymore. She was serious. Like really serious. Like… not-a-test serious.

"Think of this marriage as an alliance." I gulped. He was right. He was not my real enemy. That slimy, twisted snake Jace was. "I want us to have a peaceful marriage. Don't worry, I won't ask you to carry my seed yet. At least not now until you're ready." he said, one of his hands trapping again against the wardrobe. Suddenly, he leaned in closer and whispered. "This time, the ball is in your hands, feisty cat." My lips parted, but no words came out.

“We may despise your father in the pack, but we wouldn’t hurt you because of that fact. No, but you are part of the payback. I mean, what’s a better slap in the face than having the enemy get your daughter with pups?” I felt equal parts of relief and disgust. Sure, he wouldn’t physically hurt me, but the thought of being a pawn for the rest of my life already put me into mental anguish. “I-I . . .“ I fumbled with the words, nerves striking me dumb. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” “What? To marry the enemy? I’ll let you back out if you want to. Go back to your loving dear old father and live in the precious luxury tower you’ve been kept in . . . if you want to.”

You know we decided that our children were going to get married, that way, our friendship shall be sealed for all eternity? ‘Yes, I am aware of it’, Wendy said, seriously. ‘But I am also aware that your son seem to think otherwise and have decided to get married to the daughter of our mutual enemy! It only means you did not play your role well, in orienting him about his chosen bride!’

Some of the pleasant warm feeling of belonging to this place had burned into a powerful fire, but he had put out his hand to put it out decisively. This is not his family and he is only accepted because he is married to Carina. You need to keep that in mind. A dull ache pressed against his chest but he denied it. Yes, they seemed to accept him, but only because they believed his marriage to her was real. Like everything else, this acceptance will eventually come to an end. You'd better get used to the idea soon. Jim punched him in the back and called through his brother. "Charlie, do you know what Eric is deploying down the riverbank?"