The Predatory Marriage Novels & Stories

she said, I remembered the guy I met that day on the beach before the marriage. “Windy, why would Hector hire someone to protect us?” I asked, “he hired him to protect you, since you’re officially married, Harris is very successful, and you are his weak point. They’ll do anything to hurt Harris, in order to do that, they will need to hurt you” she said, I gasped, “who would want to hurt him?” I asked, “his enemies, any successful man has enemies” she said, I was surprised, I had no idea that Harris has enemies.

The very place that had once felt like a home now loomed over her like a prison. Madison’s words stung like a slap. “Yes, Mrs. Asher, we will live in your mansion as my husband, Mr. Samuel , has signed a deal with your husband, Mr. Asher until they complete their project. We will live here; hope you don’t have any problems!” The hurt in Madison’s eyes was unmistakable, and Sophia couldn’t bear to meet her gaze. The hatred simmering just beneath the surface was too much to confront.

“Simon, you really are something else. Having me out of your life—wasn’t this exactly what you always wanted?” Holding his gaze, I spoke in a cold, steady voice. “That day in the golf club lounge, I heard every word you said with Yara. “The man you saw tonight? The one I plan to marry? He’s the same one you paid to pretend to chase after me. “Simon, you don’t need to spend another cent to get rid of me. You’re finally free to be with the woman you love. “So, why won’t you just let me go? Isn’t this everything you wanted?"

Alya is now sitting in a cafe with her friends, Alya sadly said: "I am regretting getting married to Dhruv, first I thought I will be happy with Dhruv despite someone else will be in his life. Even I thought, with time he will forget that bitch but I was wrong he is madly in love with her " Her friend looked at her and asked: "If he loves her so much then why will he get married to you ", Alya sadly sighed and said: "Because of his dad. His girlfriend is an orphan and works as his PA but his dad will never accept a low-class girl like her as Dhruv's wife and Mittal's daughter in law but he really loves her ".

It is the ninth time I bring up marriage with Shane Yardley, my boyfriend, and he finally gives in. "You know I don't believe in marriage. Do you really need a marriage certificate just to have peace of mind? Haven't I treated you well enough over the years to prove my sincerity, Jasmine?" Shane is truly wonderful. He is gentle, caring, and wealthy. He has never once complained even though I can't bear him any children. Those around envy how lucky I am to have such a great partner. He seems ready to give me everything aside from a marriage certificate. Shane wraps his arms around me after noticing my silence and tries to sweet-talk me. "If it means that much to you, I'll go with you to re

The way he used to look at me like I was the only man in the world. I froze as the perfect shape of it began to form in my head. Public engagement meant narrative control……Marriage meant contractual unity. A prenuptial agreement crafted correctly could intertwine assets, voting rights, decision making authority. A marriage between Calder Dynamics and Carrington tech wouldn’t just calm the market. It would make me untouchable. I looked up to see Dante still watching me. “What?” he asked. I looked at him, really looked at him, then I said the first words of the plan out loud. “Marry me.”

I said. “Your mate,” she said. “She was pregnant and married another Alpha,” I said. “And before her?” she asked me. “I was married before. I married a young girl so she could get custody of her brother, she did and we divorced. Then I got married again to Ashley, I thought I had a son and I claimed him through marriage. She didn’t love me and I didn’t love her. She was after my territory and she’s now serving a thirteen year manual labor sentence in the Royal Pack,” I said.

No one would have thought that the King family, the most powerful clan in Preagend, would be fooled like this. In a large and lavish bedroom, a tall, well-dressed man seized the woman in the magnificent bridal gown by the neck in an outburst of rage. “You're not Avery! How dare you and your family trick me into marrying you? You must be tired of living already,” he growled. The woman was forced to tilt her head back, but her slender and attractive neck failed to elicit any sympathy from the man. “Let... let go...”

I know that in just a matter of seconds — minutes, even — that I will be swarmed by a group of power hungry men who think that the way to my father’s high ranking positions in the Obsidian pact is by marrying me. Why is my worth determined by who I am married to? Why has my life been revived around my martial status? From a young age, I decided to marry Adrian and help out his own personal mission, singing a contract that gave him everything and more. Now that I am free from the confines of that marriage, my father wants to force me into a new one. It is all a game of politics in the criminal underworld that I truly have no care in the world to be a part of and yet here I am, the prize cow r

I repeated slowly, letting the word settle on my tongue like I was testing it. He didn’t hesitate. “You will be married.” For a second, I didn’t respond—not because I didn’t understand, but because I understood too well. It wasn’t surprising. It wasn’t shocking. Their audacity! It was expected, and somehow, that made it worse. They were looking for a scapegoat. “To whom?” I asked finally. “A Northern Alpha,” the woman answered smoothly, like she had been waiting for that question. “A strategic alliance. His territory holds resources we require, and his influence will stabilize our standing. This marriage will restore financial control and reinforce our political position.”