Predatory Marriage Manwha Novels & Stories

Yoonha has eight, being the baby boy who was never born to take over and the board and shareholders have the rest. Yoonha is soft and if I married him I don’t doubt he would give me his to overtake Jyeon and oust him from his own corporation if I wanted to be that spiteful over this. It’s been there in the back of my mind all these years, that Jyeon knows the only way to keep things as they are now, is to stay married and keep me on side. He leads because I let him. After all, he is my husband, and I was raised to respect the hierarchy in the marital home and family. Without a marriage, I could fuck him over and take everything away. “We promised our parents we would marry. Even if it kills

"What ? Do you think i might poison you as well ? I just needed a distraction the moment I got discharged till I come up with a plan to avoid this marriage." "I thought you were going to marry Sinclair ?" Kerry scoffed. "I simply changed my mind, if I can't have a happy love life then I don't want to be in an engaged marriage with someone more worse than my father. My father was kind enough to provide for my mother and I even though he was a bastard." She paused looking over at her phone. "I can't promise that Sinclair would be that kind and I can't promise that I'll be Sinclair's little possession. I'm not going to end up giving in my nightmares that I wish to avoid." And here I was encoura

The woman continued confidently, "A cotton candy costs just a buck or two, but even from this seemingly insignificant thing, you can perceive his consideration and attentiveness toward his girlfriend. Just a moment ago, I was staring at the ice cream for what felt like an eternity, but you didn't even react. That's the difference, okay?" The man found himself somewhat at a loss for words and finally said, "Give up. They're already married. Didn't you see the wedding rings on their ring fingers?" "Marriage actually amplifies a man's character. He still takes great care of her even though they're married; he even takes her to a theme park and buys her cotton candy! Some men think that once a w

|My Marriage Is A Contract: Craving The Girl He Always Wanted| °Chapter Eight° •JASON THORNE• I had to reveal myself this way. I did not like the way I kept my identity away from her for so long. I knew if I had told her about my background, she would not have considered my offer but we are already legally married and there was nothing she can could do about it since it included the issue with her ex. I fought to drag away my gaze from her shocked face and continued with addressing the workers. As I did, I could not help side glancing at her and after I was done, relief washed through me.

Manuela said angrily. "Just let go of whatever was shown or said to you. Don't escalate a situation that can be resolved," Uno said, his fist clenched at his side as he defended his maid. "Let's be clear, Mr. Urquio. I agreed to marry you to get what you want from your grandfather and to pay off my dad's debt. But it's not in the contract I signed that I'll ignore what your people do to me. I will fulfill my role as your wife for 365 days, so even if it's just a contractual marriage, tell your people to still respect me," Manuela said angrily and seriously, passing Uno to return to Lucas.

And… A fellow she used to know. Elira stiffened. His voice was relaxed. "Elira. Haven't seen you in a while.". Her lips opened, but she remained silent. He drew nearer. "I need a favor." Her legs nearly buckled. "What… what kind of favor?" His eyes drilled into her. "A marriage. To me. One year. No strings. In return, I'll settle your debts, pay for your brother's treatment, and provide you with enough to begin anew." She blinked.

“Dominic, what if Eva really gets angry? If she refuses to marry you, will it affect the Corleones’ business?” Dominic chuckled, pinching her chin affectionately. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. It’s not your fault—you’re just too kind.” He leaned back against the sofa, a smirk twisting his lips. “Everyone knows Eva’s been desperate to marry me. If she hadn’t faked that illness years ago to make me pity her, I never would’ve agreed to the engagement.” He laughed, cruel and careless. “She’s like a little lapdog, begging to be my wife. You really think she has the guts to refuse me just because I postponed the wedding?”

"Papa, go ahead." Papa sighed and guided me to sit on a nearby stone bench. "As you know, Enrico won't give up searching for you easily. He's the Don of a mafia family. His methods are ruthless, his influence vast. We can protect you for now, but it's not a long-term solution. "To give you and the child a more solid foundation, and to make Enrico give up completely, I've arranged a marriage alliance for you." I stayed silent, my emotions tangled.

Christian said, leaning back with a smirk that told me he thought he’d already solved my life. I looked at Eunice. She was swaying to the new rhythm, her dress riding up her thighs, eyes locked on mine with a hunger that was far too loud. I needed to kill this before it started. "Just so we’re clear," I said, leaning into her space. I didn't lower my voice. "The marriage is twelve months. Exactly." She didn't flinch. She just nodded, her tongue tracing her bottom lip. "And," I added, my voice turning to ice. "There will be no sex. None. Ever."

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.