Romance Por Conveniencia Novels & Stories

Daisy uttered. “Okay, thank you,” I said to Daisy whilst taking the envelope from her. I was seated on the couch and opened the envelope in which the letter was there. And paid heed to the envelope that Mr. Billionaire, my dear spouse had sent for me that stated: Do not forget that this is a ‘Marriage of Convenience.’ These are the conditions on which our marriage is fixed. This clause specifies that each spouse who has entered into the fixed marriage is fair and entered not by force or brunt.

Hands raised and index finger pointed. “Just watch out! If until the due date you do not pay installments,” said Rambo. “Don’t blame anyone if we drag you to the club.” “W-what do you mean?” A grin rises on their fierce faces. Rambo grabbed Velia’s chin until the girl grimaced at it. “If you can’t pay the loan with money, you can pay it with your body. You can have sex with us.” Velia’s body instantly relaxes. They laughed while leaving.

Intimacy is the thing which binds two lovers with each other and makes their bond strong,but what was this. Inez eyes welled thinking about love and affection like she already lost something or someone ,who would have made her feel like a princess in the correct way...Not to make her that princess who can't live her life in her way only, being ruled by the king by himself ,she just has to obey her highness.... Loud goan broke her Terence and she again diverted her eyes to two shameless people...Scarlett was jumping on her own finger while sucking his cock,moaning but it didn't come out of her mouth because of him inside her dirty mouth...

“Seduce him. Romance him. Make him fall in love with you . . .” How can I do that? I’m done in seducing him, and romancing him, but make him fall in love to me? Is beyond impossible. That’s really next to impossible. He won’t fall in love with me. This is just a marriage for convenience. Both Callum and Dad were benefiting in this marriage, our companies were now . . . merging. And because of Callum agreeing to Daddy’s proposal, he is very happy because he will be able to enter Callum’s company without difficulty. And I wonder what Daddy can do.

“I am sorry but I never loved. Your money, I only wanted your money, I only approached you in the coffee shop because I knew you are a Vermont, you are rich, and I wanted your money, that is all. I married you only for your money. But now that I am stable in my life, I do not need you anymore. DO NOT FIND ME. Goodbye.” “What ar—” his voice was cut off as the man ended the line. I never called Alex as Alexander, and he knew very well that we did not meet in a coffee shop nor did I approach him for his money because, in the first place, it was my father who had billions of debt to him. If he is smart enough, he would notice the inconsistencies in my statement. “Now let me go,” I uttered to the

Giovanni nodded silently, after Brenda laid out her conditions. He could carry on with his life almost as if nothing had changed; avoiding falling in love wouldn't be a problem for him, and as for sex, the last thing he wanted was for Brenda to feel uncomfortable. "I agree, Brenda," he replied confidently, appreciating for a moment the determination and resolve in the intelligent woman's gaze before him. As the conversation progressed, they both realized that their aspirations weren't so different. Perhaps they were more alike than they thought. Although Giovanni knew it wasn't ethical or fair to his future wife, he couldn't help but think about maintaining his false marriage of convenience

She nicknamed him crazy Romeo because of the extravagantly romantic gestures Massimo did. She always suspected him of having skeletons in his cupboard because he was the perfect boyfriend, romantic, handsome, and selfless. It was all fun back then, except that one time a girl kissed Massimo, but he pushed her away, and I witnessed it all, and so did Celene, but she refused to let it go, even when I easily forgave Massimo. We didn’t break up because of that reason; we broke up because his family had to move back to Italy. He was American-Mexican-Italian, a strange combination that created a fine man.

I looked confused "Yes, us" she said. "What do you mean by us?" I asked "It's because of the love I have for you Ryan. And when this is all over, when this battle with Alex is all over, I just want us to get married and live a simple quiet life" she said and I laughed. "I have no plans of getting married to you Susan" I said. "What?" "You are not my type, I'm just..... I am just using you" I said as I staggered but she held me.

Six minutes max, she had devoured all of it while I was on my third glass of wine pushing away the twin feelings of want and self thrashing going on in my body. She was fucking beautiful without a doubt, I’d fucked more like her in my years of understanding sex and what not yet why—why was I so fucking hard watching her? Why was my dick throbbing at the same exact pace with my heart? “Lucia Amato was a fiancé of convenience” I spoke, she peered at me and the red nude lipstick smudged against her lips taunted me to cross the space between us and have a taste of her. “And what does that mean in your dictionary? Convenience how?”