Romance Novels About Forced Marriage の小説・ストーリー

“Stop trying to blackmail me, mom. I’m a man now. I’ve been a man for a long time.” “If you don’t find a wife as soon as possible, I’ll be forced to get you one.” Dominic laughed. “Calm down, mum. Love is not forced. Allow me to concentrate on my work.” “God didn’t let you die as a soldier during your peacekeeping missions just so you can have a family of your own.” “Stop it, mum.” “I’ve told you. I will get you a wife sooner than you think.” She ended the call, fuming as her husband walked down the stairs, smiling.”

But as Luca wrapped her in his arms, she felt a sense of comfort that she couldn't explain. "Don't go away from my sight from now on," he said as she struggled to break free. She couldn't deny the rush of adrenaline she felt when he held her close, even though she knew their marriage was just a sham. "I didn't agree to this marriage for your pleasure, remember?" she said, trying to push him away. But Luca just chuckled, unfazed by her resistance. "Yeah," he replied softly, holding her tightly. Elena couldn't help but feel conflicted about the situation. Was God punishing the Romanos, or was she just using Luca's weakness against him?

replied Jane. Aaron raised his eyebrow, quite surprised to hear that fact. Helena? Helped him? His eyes glanced briefly at the woman who was busy doing her makeup not far from him. Helena and all her charms were there, trying to lure him. If he must be honest, Aaron was a little grateful because the woman he was going to marry was Helena. He really couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he married a woman he didn't know. And what would happen to his lover? There was no desire to substitute or cheat on anyone, even though the marriage occurred due to coercion. He had to choose between Helena or the woman of his grandfather's choice. That situation made him frustrated to the point of

Two beautiful peaches her curls pressed against Emma's muscular, hairy pectoral muscles. "Very well, my dear." Emma kissed Layla on the cheek, whispering. The pampered voice is completely different from the normal state. It is said that men in bed always turn into great cheaters. Make you think that you are the person he loves the most. Layla opened her mouth and gasped. She tried to get as much fresh air as she could. She never thought that a kiss could cause a person to die of suffocation. “When kissing, breathe through your nose.”

I will not let her do what she wants, she has to face the consequences by playing with my reputation. "I am really sorry, I really didn't want to do that but they forced me." She cried harder and when I went near her I saw fingermark on her cheeks. they hit her and forced her to marry me, there are bruises on her neck. I tried to calm my anger but I couldn't able to make it. Then I made a decision to marry her. "Will you marry me Ankti" I asked her and I can see that she was stunned by my question.

she quickly closed her eyes he chuckled and kissed on her forehead while taking her to his embrace will this forced contract marriage ever turn into marriage with love??? let's see in upcoming journey

Wei. "Forced, lotus seal, Wei?" Xo asked, but Wei was already sleeping, she smiled grabbing a blanket she covered Wei. "Forced marriage," she said out loudly sighing. Wei had been through so much after her mother's death, her father's indifference, her sisters and stepmother bullying. Xo had been there through it all sharing that pain with her. After college when they got their first jobs and Wei no longer had to rely on them, Xo had thought that everything would be better. She should have known that those evil people would never be willing to let go of Wei, they enjoyed her misery.

It was his room when it was supposed to be their's. Standing outside the door, Sara wondered what it would have been like if she truly got married. Married to a man who cared about her - about Sara. Only Sara... Not the money that came with her. But, fate had something else in store for her. Even if she dreamed sometimes about a life where she was loved by everyone, she knew it was never possible. Even if she would have gotten married with her own choice, she was going to marry someone who was Powerful so she could use his power to climb the succession ladder.

Downstairs, I could hear their muffled argument echoing up the hallway. "You see? She just walks away from me," Mother scoffed. "Vivian, you have to calm down," Father pleaded wearily. "You can't force her to marry someone without her consent." "Someone?!" she shrieked. "Andrew is not just someone! And honestly, I am no longer asking her to marry him. I am forcing her, because I am her mother and I know what is best! She will accept it because she doesn't have a choice and neither do we! Do you honestly think I'm doing this for my own amusement? I am doing this for the survival of this family and our name!”

“I cannot marry him.” “Why?” They were silent between them, thin and breakable. “Because I don’t want to.” It was the simplest, most devastating answer. Not because of the rumors. Not because of the limp or the money or the whispered illegitimacy. Simply because Claire had decided, at the last possible moment, in the way that beautiful women who have never been told no sometimes decide things — that she did not want to. And somewhere in the compound, their mother was already making other arrangements.