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Continuing to look away, he gets a robe. “Is this something you needed to check off your checklist? Is this how low you think of me and our marriage?” He handed her the robe. “Cover yourself up. Please.” “What are you saying, Nikolai? You said you play husband and wife. Well, here we are. What kind of married couple doesn't sleep with each other?” “The kind that stays married even if one of them wants a divorce. You would be surprised how many married couples don't get to have a happily ever after, Isobelle. We'd simply be another non-significant addition to that statistic.”

"Once we're married, he'll never have another chance to harass you like this." I nodded and leaned against Matteo's shoulder. I knew I needed to marry Matteo as soon as possible and cut off Enrico's delusions completely.

Then he walked away, his laugh echoing faintly with him. Aurora smiled and chatted with a sense of civility to the stream of guests that continued to approach us. It felt awkward explaining to friends and business partners that I was about to marry this girl they’ve never even heard of, let alone met. Again and again I told them, “We kept things private,” I had repeated for the fourth time. “It felt more romantic that way. Just the two of us. But now we’re ready to make it official.” I saw more than a few people who glanced down at her stomach to see if there was a particular reason we were in such a rush. Aurora quickly put those rumors to rest by drinking her weight in champagne.

Her face was now red from the heat. "Lyn," he breathed softly. "Look at me. I hope during our honeymoon we'll be able to spice up our married life." "I-it's a contract marriage. You're not supposed to overwhelm me with your wants or desires," Evelyn retorted weakly. Roman let out a soft laugh. "Overwhelm? I know you desire me the way I desire you. You're just too... cute to admit it." He brought her hands to his bare chest, making her caress it softly. "And I don't want that."

Mrs Valentino looks at me with calm detachment, like she already knows how this ends, while Mr Valentino leans back in his chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, curiosity and focus clear on his face. “There are, of course, conditions,” Mrs Valentino says. Of course there are. There’s always a catch. I lean back slightly, bracing myself for whatever comes next, remaining silent as I wait for her to go on. “You will be married to our son, Stephano Valentino, by the end of this week. The ceremony will be private. Legal. No press.” My head spins. This week? Married? I blink at her, trying to process the words. “This week?”

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he answered weakly. "How? How can I fight you if, in the end, I'm the loser? If you choose her. I just want to raise myself up because I'm exhausted, I poured all my love on you before. I am not an ideal girlfriend, Kian. I'm not as sexy as your exes. I'm not pretty. That's why people don't want me for you, right?" That’s what I believed when I didn’t even know what really happened. But would I be blamed if I did that? Yes, I love him dearly and he is my husband. But he just really turned around. He was just forced to marry me because my parents insisted.

Meanwhile, Jace, initially intimidated by Marvin's reserved nature, discovered a depth of compassion and understanding within him. Through shared experiences and heartfelt conversations, they started to unravel the layers of their differences, finding unexpected connections and shared values. Slowly but surely, their relationship blossomed into a partnership built on trust, respect, and, ultimately, love. As they faced external pressures and internal doubts, Marvin and Jace leaned on each other for support, realizing that together, they were stronger than they ever could have been alone. In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity,

I just gave her a nod. "First, I'll accept you as my wife." I said as I handed her the papers. "What are you doing?" She asked, utterly bewildered. I gave her a lighter and said. "Burn them." I said deadpanned- too much to her astonishment. "Come on, do it." I then smiled. Her jaw dropped, she looked at me as if I had said something wrong. I cleared my throat and repeat her exact words, "Now that you have made this marriage nothing but a mere contract. Let me tell you one thing, Mr Christian Elvis; This marriage will be toxic for both of us."

This might ruin his reputation to the public if they will know about this also this is just a contract marriage, no need to say it in public. Third, we will live in the same roof but not in the same room. I almost got choke by my own saliva when I read the number 3. I really thought we're living in the same roof and the same room. Fourth, we will act like a real couple infront of my family. I sighed as I continue reading his conditions. Fifth, if I need to kiss you, you should let me. It is if only need. My forehead furrowed on number five. Oh well, maybe this won't happen. Maybe his family will not gonna force us to kiss infront of them.