The Marriage Trap Novels & Stories

“ You think he is better than me? Really? Can't you see? He saw you as someone easy to get and you fell into his trap, it's a trap Nortia, one that I can help you get away from, all you have to do is come back to me, I know there's no way you are married to him and…” “ I'm married to him” I answered, looking straight into his eyes. His eyes, one that had always held love for me at a time, one who had always spoken at length even when I didn't. To think there was a time I thought I would never leave him was baffling. “ You are not!” His hands swept across the table as he fumed. “ You can't get married to someone else, I was nice to you,wasn't I? I made a mistake and that was a mistake, you ar

Tee was in her own little world, she wasn’t giving Kat a chance to speak. “MY GIRL IS GETTING MARRIED!” Tee began to jump up and down on the bed. “AHHHHHHH!” She screamed again. “Tee, I’m serious shut up!” “No wonder you’re glowing, girl. You’re gonna be Mrs. Aiden Windsor.” “Tee, sit down, he did not ask me to marry him.” “He didn’t? Then why the fuck was he on his knee?” Taryn plopped down on the bed, out of breath. “Don’t tell me he was tying his shoelaces?”

But three months later, the truth crashed back into my life. Helen walked into my office with Elena trailing silently behind her. I can still remember the way Elena looked—small, fragile, her head bowed as if she didn’t even have the right to be there. “She’s pregnant,” Helen said coldly, her eyes sharp. “I want you to marry her as soon as possible. Grandpa already knows, and I don’t want you to make things worse.” The words slammed into me like a blow. Pregnant. Married. It felt like my life was being twisted into something I hadn’t chosen.

Now— Even the staff avoided her gaze. No greetings. No acknowledgment. Just silence. Cold. Distant. Final. Her jaw tightened. One call... It took exactly one call to ruin everything she thought was hers.. She pushed so much for this marriage for nothing.. She could swear that there was a clause... The real papers didn't say something like that... But now it doesn't and no one would believe her.. It was a trap.. A fucking trap... She finally realized that it was Aurelia who set the trap for her... From the words she said in the wedding, Aurelia was way over Owen when her father died...

I bite back a retort, nodding stiffly, feeling inevitability settle like stone. Outside, the garden glimmers under soft moonlight. Shadows mask the edges of his world. Tyrance stands near a small, private altar, flanked by men in sharp suits. No vows, no rings—just paperwork waiting for signatures. I step forward, shoulders tense, as if armor could shield me. The ceremony is clinical, swift. My signature, his signature—the papers exchanged. Just like that, it’s over. A marriage in ink, not heart. Walking away from the garden, disbelief coils around me. Married on paper, surrounded by strangers who obey him without question. I glance at the estate walls, the guards stationed strategically, an

I heard my husband's voice and my head snapped to the door. Shock was filled on, my husband's brother, Darren's face as he watched Elion step in. "El.” He simply mouthed and then walked over to him. "What's the meaning of this? What do you think, we're leaving in a mafia society where you can kidnap and imprison people at will?” Elion scolded, not even the least bothered if I was okay or not. Well, this is what you get from a fucking stupid marriage on a whim. “It sounds like you knew he was going to do this." I said but none of them were paying any attention to me.

I want to be used until I can't think. I can’t wait for my husband to come back tonight and get into this bed. I need him to touch me, even if it’s just to help me pretend he’s someone else. I won't ask Zane to come back. I can't. I know he’s a trap, a dangerous, dark hole that will swallow my whole life if I let him. I lie there,ruined on my marriage bed, and I realized I’m already falling. And the worst part is, I’m not even trying to stop.

Pedro answered snickering. "Enough, I don't want to hear it, enjoy your time, you have to get married after all." For a moment there, he was lost in his reverie, but then he sucked his lips and raised a brow "You know, marriage isn't that harmonious anyways, you can't even be completely honest with your partner, and when they get a snoop of what you are up to, they misinterpret your every action, it's like having to explain about how Newton came up with his formulas, over and over, and you can't even answer truthfully, there is always beating around the bush and all that fright and tension that comes from just a glance at them, and the moment they gaze at you with eyes filled with so much re

I am stuck in that time, When our sights first collapsed, Our very first glance, That took me away to another world, The world full of colors and stars, The way you smiled at me, Took me for hours, We didn't know each other, But It felt like we were been together, For a very long time, This first love has everything to please, Do you feel the same for me. Harshal: what should I do now I'm m.stuck, he is nice and perfect husband material, but that stuff is stopping me to judge him still, no I can't be in a hurry, still. I have to talk with the champ also, and mostly dad, what are their opinions I need to know that also, it's a lifelong decision, and firstly I need to ask that after marriage I

I questioned, wanting his opinion. “Can’t you live not caring about your grandma’s fortune taking away from her?” he bit back, consuming the coffee. And I smile, showing my teeth. “Fair play. We don’t have any other way than this. What an ill fate!” I commented, and he nodded in agreement. “I had four bargains for this marriage,” I began. “One, I can do what I want as long as it doesn’t ruin our families.” “Fair, so am I,” he said, revealing his drop-gorgeous smile. The pleasures in his countenance, pondering for a second. “That’s a new one, huh.”