Predatory Marriage Novels & Stories

Simon’s eyes burned with rage as he seized my arm, his voice sharp with accusation. "Rosalyn, you have the audacity to cheat on me right in front of my eyes?" I met his glare head-on, refusing to back down. "Simon, we’ve already broken up. Who I take wedding photos with has nothing to do with you. "And if we’re talking about cheating, let’s not forget who really crossed that line." My gaze flickered toward Yara. Simon scoffed. "Men at my level are expected to have women around them. It’s completely normal. And Yara is gentle and considerate. So, marrying her would only be natural."

Lora said happily. "Well, there is just a tiny catch, as my dad likes to call it. I have to marry Alexander to sign the contract and merge the companies." I said and started crying. How could my own father do this to me? I am his daughter, and he is going to make me marry someone just to grow his business and gain more money. "And you know what the worst part is??" I asked her still crying on her shoulder. Her blouse was wet from my tears. "He, says, he is doing this for me. To secure my future... I mean can you believe this?!" I said and I was now coughing from shouting so much. I was upset. How could he?

I nod in recognition, “I get what you’re going through and no matter how tempting your offer sounds, I’ll have to reject it” “Why? No matter what you’re thinking, there’s no way you’ll be able to find someone who's willing to marry you in two months and won’t have ulterior motives. I’ll marry you, give you a child and I won’t be greedy” I smile, “follow me in” I say, holding out the door for her. All I needed to hear was that she considered it a business contract between two parties.

Amon said. “I’m a genealogist, not a fighter. I’d be dead in a week.” She met my eyes. “I know you’re trying to help, Camryn. Both of you. But there’s no way out of this. The wedding is in five days, and then I belong to House Sparrow. That’s how it works.” I thought about all the ways the system trapped people. The Wall trapped Hunters. The credit system trapped the poor. And political marriages trapped the nobility. Different cages, same prison.

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

Now, let me remind myself that she’s here to finish her very last requirement so she can finally graduate and not find a lover! “Just…” he paused and I was waiting for him to continue what he was saying. By looking at him right now, I know that I brought him so much stress because of this so-called marriage of ours. Marriage my ass! Where did that paper even come from? I didn’t know about it. I didn’t even know about him for me to get us a fucking marriage certificate and why would I involve myself in it in the first place, right? Because if I could blackmail Keandrick for him to sign me my clearance for the finals, involving myself in a marriage would be the least. I wouldn’t risk my name,

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."

My voice had returned, but my throat was dry. "That's right. It was just a trial," she confirmed with a scornful laugh. "I needed to prove to the board of directors that, even in the most desperate circumstances, I can still attract a loyal partner and build up everything from scratch. "Jared is my investor and my real fiance. You're just some guy I picked at random to fulfill the role of my husband in this social experiment. It just so happened that you and Jared have the same last name, Lewis." "So that ten-million-dollar debt…"

But I need your cooperation. I shook my head in confusion. "What kind of cooperation?" He was a little hesitant, like he was measured in the way he chose to say it. "A contract marriage." The room fell silent. I blinked, sure I must have misheard him. "A… what?" "A contract marriage," he repeated in a flat tone. "It's simple: You marry me, and in return, I give you the power and resources to destroy Adrian. I will make sure he feels the pain he's inflicted on you a hundredfold."

And vulnerable men didn't stay in power long. But marriage... the thought still made my jaw clench with distaste. I'd watched my father parade his pregnant mistress through Florence society while my mother wasted away from cancer and heartbreak. I'd seen how marriage could become a weapon, how love could be twisted into control. No. Marriage was not the answer. But tonight had clarified something else for me. Adriana's clumsy attempt to drug me, to force intimacy between us. She wasn't content to wait for a formal engagement announcement. She was actively scheming to trap me, to use pregnancy as leverage to force my hand.