Predatory Marriage Chapter 22 Novels & Stories

Subtitle: Revenge To Her Nemesis [THE SLOWBURN SERIES BOOK2] ~ "I cannot fake a care for you, sweetheart," He stroked her chin, catching the strand of tears that rolled down her face. "You laid your bed, and now you must lie." ~ Markris's world falls apart one day, triggering the monster in him. That one day, the woman he is set to marry stands him up on the altar, and his mother also returns. He tells himself he has been too lenient, and it's time to show the devil within him. After a month, Lorena, his runaway bride, returns to him, and they finally get married.

The very place that had once felt like a home now loomed over her like a prison. Madison’s words stung like a slap. “Yes, Mrs. Asher, we will live in your mansion as my husband, Mr. Samuel , has signed a deal with your husband, Mr. Asher until they complete their project. We will live here; hope you don’t have any problems!” The hurt in Madison’s eyes was unmistakable, and Sophia couldn’t bear to meet her gaze. The hatred simmering just beneath the surface was too much to confront.

She gulped down her saliva and shook her head when she felt the thoughts were spiraling out of control, which was not good for her. “Then?!!" Martina questioned her mother, once her detrimental ideas subsided. “He had been planning this marriage for a long time because he sensed that his marriage to Katherine would serve as the backdrop for his business," Jayla remarked to her daughter as she drank the last of the wine from her glass, her gaze fixed on the empty glass in her hand with meticulous thoughts.

I was carrying the handkerchief, thinking that mom was just returning it to Manang Helen, who was guarding a mansion not far from us. But everyone really dies of delusion. Because of the thought, I will just pay the debt, it means something else. Mama will literally pay off the debt, and I'll be the one to pay it. Payment to a man I just saw in the face of life, staring hard at me, and that's when I found out, I'm married to him.

Trisha whispered. The sweet smile faded by a few degrees into a sharp one. "It's about anything you've been given by him. When I marry him, I will strike all memories of you away. Now I would advise you to listen to me and be smart before I make you regret this delay on your part." Trisha's phone vibrated again, three short angry bursts. "Excuse me for-" "Answer that, and you will see exactly what I am talking about." Her smile was warm again. "I know that I've been followed since leaving my future husbands' side." she paused.

I had forgotten how impatient he can be, I better get to the point "So what I am saying in conclusion is that for the past two years, Grandma and my Dad had been bugging me about getting married and all that, and I had turned a deaf ear to them because I was not interested in any marriage, but just a few months ago, Grandma made this threatening decision, that if I don't intend to get married in a certain period of time, I will have to step down as the acting CEO of Liv Luxe,” "So that means I never heard it wrong, Mia was right, so you're saying you had to marry him under duress, is that correct?" He asked.

Viso was horrified at his advice. Marriage! Fucking Marriage? "Hmm! I only bark after sniffing the relatable things, Compagno. I Am asking you to marry her, not impregnate her. She can't get pregnant on her own. Dog, you could be allergic to dogs can't you. And what is marriage, just a piece of paper. Sign a damn Prenup with her dammit. You can add all the things you want in that.” Viso hummed, knowing where his homie was going. He heard about these contract marriages a lot these days.

“I will ensure that any man who tries to pursue her is met with breakdown!” “Oh?” I teased. With narrowed eyes, he suddenly wore a grin on his lips. “Rather than dwelling on her future husband, shouldn’t we be discussing our own marriage?” “Our marriage?” I asked, my confusion evident. “But we’re already married. There’s no need to—” “Well, I want to get married again,” he interrupted me abruptly. “I’m ready to marry you, Summer Ramey Carter, whenever and wherever you desire.” [Note: I apologize for the delays, as I’ve been quite busy. But rest assured, everyone, I will ensure that the book has a satisfying ending and won’t rush it. There are still over 40 chapters remaining, and I’ll soon s

He had married me with a document already in place to take it from me. I sat in my office for a long time after I understood what I was looking at. I wasn’t falling apart. I was past the part where things broke me. But something settled into place that hadn't been there before, something cold and very clear. This hadn't been a marriage that went wrong. It had never been a marriage at all. It had been a setup with a timeline. So I called Serena. "I need you to file a motion to introduce marital property pre-planning as evidence of predatory intent," I said.

I gasp. “Every woman has one, you just need to learn how to use yours to keep him around. If you’re of no use to him he will discard you.” She says, staring pitifully at me. “Liana baby, in a few days' time, he will be Alpha, and he won’t have to keep you around. The contract wasn’t drafted to perfection, he can find a loophole as I did.” She nods, tapping the table. “You’re lucky I caught on before him, so you save your marriage.” “I don’t want this marriage.”