The Convenient Marriage Novels & Stories

he drawled, his tone dripping with mischief, "we could turn this into a contract marriage. An arrangement of convenience; a trial period to see if we can stay together as a compatible couple that you think we are. We would have rules that would strictly define our current situation, and if neither one of us likes this arrangement, we can walk away from it without having to lose anything.” A contract marriage? His unexpected proposition left me momentarily speechless and froze my anger in its tracks. The idea was as bizarre as it was unexpected and I blinked, momentarily taken aback by the suggestion. Had he seriously just proposed that we enter into a marriage of convenience, without any emo

Oh, then, the one that I know has been wrong all this time? “Then how is it supposed to be? “As long as you want to marry that person, it’s good.” Woah, “So, you guys aren’t as picky as I thought.” He glared at me, and I just gave him a peace sign. “Kidding. But why do you choose me to enter the pretend marriage with you?” He can choose someone else; I know there would be a lot of girls who would want to marry him. “You’re the most convenient.

“Being married to you may not be so bad, you know? You felt quite good in my arms last night, and when I kissed you on Friday, I wouldn't say we disliked each other.” “What are you saying? You mean…” she paused for breath. “You mean you would expect… expect a normal marriage?” Declan gave a mocking smile. “You've been reading too many romance novels, darling. Marriages of convenience don't happen nowadays. Or if they do, they certainly have a physical side. I wouldn't marry any woman just to look at her,” he scorned. “But it would be very convenient for you, wouldn't it?” Gemma queried softly. Grey eyes narrowed to steely slits.

Jonathan said as he looked at her, “it doesn't have to be a real marriage, so to speak. But it will also give you a sense of security because not only of the insurance but of the name change. I have my last name, and then your stepmother can't find you as easily.” “I see,” she said. She looked at him. There was nothing nefarious that he was coming up with. It was all things to benefit her, but it was those things that would detriment him. “Basically, I'm proposing a marriage of convenience for the two of us. It would allow you to get medical care and be able to change your name without going through the court and being able to have your stepmother find out about it. For right now, I'm not ta

I bit the inside of my cheek, "Then why are you marrying her?" "A marriage of convenience" he simply said. "It's common in our world." I tilted my head to the side. "What's a marriage of convenience?" "It's a contract marriage for political links and power and to ally with the British crime firm." I furrowed my eyebrows. I have never heard anything like that before. This man already had so much power. How much power can a person possibly crave? "My parent's marriage was also a marriage of convenience. My father married the princess of the Bratva to form an alliance with the Russians. My mother was an effortlessly lovable woman, he fell in love with her even before they got married..."

--- POV: Mia Valente My father’s voice brimmed with excitement on the other end of the line as he said, “Great! I’ve been telling you to come home for three years, but you insisted on staying in New York. I’ll book the wedding venue right away. Let me look at the earliest date we can get—” I cut him off. “Make it a week from now.” “But that’s so soon! Don’t you want to spend some time getting to know your fiance first?” I replied flatly, “There’s no need for that. It’s just a marriage of convenience. I’ll come home the day before.”

his tone had a note of finality that made something in Lea’s chest tighten. The thought of him marrying someone one day had always niggled at her like a mild toothache. She could ignore it mostly, but now and again, a sharp jab would catch her off guard. But how could he ever find someone as perfect for him as his ex? No wonder he was a little reluctant to date seriously these days. If only Lea could find someone to love her with such lasting loyalty. Sigh. “What about a marriage of convenience? You could find someone who would agree to marry you just long enough to fulfil the terms of the will.”

A marriage of convenience was best for him, he reasoned. Only thing was that he never met this daughter of theirs at all. As he looked at the indifferent expression on the face of the woman before him, he was sure he would be having an easier journey in this marriage of theirs as the woman seemed unenthusiastic about the whole process. This was exactly what he wanted. “Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Carter.” The city clerk said as she handed the marriage certificate to Gina and Adams with a smile. *** Gina closed her eyes, drawing a deep breath as she settled into the sleek black Maserati Ghibli, she sat right beside her husband who was seated on the driver's seat.

The girl always gets attached. He pushes my salad bowl closer as an annoying reminder to keep eating. "You'd be amazed at how prevalent marriages of convenience are in some circles, even today." And now we're back to that M word. "And that's what Mari wants? A marriage of convenience? With you?" I take another bite of salad and give Trey time to answer. He leans back in his chair. "I don't know what Mari wants. We haven't talked about it, but she might feel it would be the last puzzle piece for her. She knows it won't happen between us."

I asked, “This isn’t how people getting married. So many marriages fail despite the couple being in love-” “Who said anything about making this work?” He frowned as though I had introduced an entirely foreign issue to our current conversation, which I later realised that I had. “This is a marriage of convenience. When we reach a point where we can’t stand eachother anymore, we take a divorce and go separate ways.” I was well aware of him and how he worked. I knew that he meant every single word he said and that he wouldn’t hesistate before making it all come true.