Predatory Marriage Manwha Novels & Stories

He might be bad but she was really enjoying herself regardless. "You can get married in here? That's weird. Wait, what does that do for you?" Trisha shrugged. "You can teleport to each other, well summon each other, but you also get an experience boost as well as extra attack and defense bonuses when you're both in the same party." "Why aren't we married?" Kanda demanded. "I want those bonuses!" Trisha laughed at him. "That's expensive, and my money is being saved up for a pet cabbit. If you want to go get married to someone, you save up the money for it. I'm not giving you any of mine."

His unexpected arrival, poised and unfaltering, catches me off guard – no hesitation, no escape. "Ms. Lee Yongju, I'm surprised you have the audacity to involve yourself with people like us. Outside these walls, predators lurk, ready to pounce. You have ten minutes to reconsider. Think carefully! If you change your mind, I'll ensure your safe exit — a promise I will keep." His piercing gaze intensifies, a familiar, unsettling chill. "Lee Yongju won't back out!" The President Director interrupts, entering my room. "Baekhoon, this marriage is your only chance to salvage your reputation. Why are you being so obstinate? Do you want the HK Group to collapse?"

I slowly picked up the letter and started reading it. "Hi, Whosoever you are First of all let me introduce myself I am Kabir Khurana Before we start this marriage thing I want to clear certain things with you. Only after we will go ahead. I DON'T NEED A WIFE!!! What!!! If he don't need a wife? Then what he does want? A cook or a maid or even worse a fuc*ing buddy!!! Ewww!!! Where did this came from.

"Right now, I require your assistance." "Why? What assistance can a girl like me provide?" Jessie was the one who inquired. Her gaze was locked on him. Din tapped his fingers on the table. "You must remain in this marriage until I am ready to release you." Jessie smirked, perplexed. "I understand you're short on cash, and I'm willing to compensate you for your efforts." "For the money, you want me to pretend to be married to you? What else could you possibly want from me? Sex?"

He states. Fear was very evident on my face as I was just once again reminded how dangerous this man is. “Now, would you like to discuss our marriage?” he asked with his piercing eyes daring me. I bit my lip in thought, I can’t say no to this. Hailey and Maya’s lives are on the line and it won’t be so bad to be married to this sexy stoic man sitting in front of me. My bills would be paid and I could at least be a trophy wife…

Eric exchanged an icy gaze at me, causing me to swiftly look away as we resumed our steps to where a rounded, considerable table filled with people were. “Keep playing cool, people are getting convinced by our acts. Now, we're joining them for dessert, so stay beside me and do what I do” Eric paused and flashed a smile across a guest he recognized before glaring back at me. “And did I also forget to tell you it's only for a year? This marriage is a one-year thing, and we'll break up after that.”

I’ ‘Yes I want you. Now sign the marriage certificate. It’s getting late, you should rest.’ Now the man is caring for her who just blackmailed her few minutes ago. She didn’t know what to react but once gain she denied as she doesn’t want to marry, even if this man wants her or whatever. ‘I don’t want to marry.’ She again said clearly rejecting Abhimanyu. ‘Then I will make you sign the papers.’ He said taking the papers in his hand. Each steps towards her getting more dangerous for her.

"And how would that solve either of our problems?" His jaw clenched, his gaze shifting away. The air between us turned heavy. "I'm being forced to marry someone I don't want to," he admitted, his voice quieter, shoulders tense. "Forced?" I echoed, confusion twisting in my mind. Why would a grown man be forced into marriage? "So, you want a contract, wife?" I asked, carefully choosing my words. He was my boss, after all—I had to tread carefully. "Don't you think it’s best to stand firm in your decision not to marry her? Or better yet, find someone you actually love?"

There was something predatory about his smile, the way he leaned forward like a cat about to pounce on unsuspecting prey and his eyes gleamed with an enthusiasm that promised nothing good for me. "Since you're newly married and I don't see either of you taking any initiative regarding your honeymoon, I've decided to take matters into my own hands."

Article 1: The marriage shall last 365 days. Article 2: No physical intimacy without mutual consent (though public displays of affection are mandatory). Article 3: No emotional attachment. Article 4: Under no circumstances shall a pregnancy occur. I paused at Article 4. My heart gave a strange little tug. "No pregnancy?" "I am under pressure from my board and my mother to produce an heir and settle down," Adrian said, standing up. He walked to the window, his back to me. He was tall, his tailored suit fitting his broad shoulders perfectly. "The marriage satisfies the 'settling down' requirement. But I have no intention of bringing a child into a world of business deals and fake smiles. This