The Predatory Marriage Novels & Stories

Maybe it was some strange mixture of relief, anger, bewilderment, maybe empathy for her. I had dreaded the marriage, and yet now being taken away-the sudden realization was sort of off-the-wall. “Why should you tell me this?” I asked, lowering my voice. "So that you know where I stand," she said, voice unwavering. "I am not going to pretend to buy into this nonsense. I highly recommend you do the same." She rose, scooping up her books. “Now, excuse me while I attend to some much-needed studying.” With that, she exited leaving me there thinking in circles. Forced marriage, broken engagement, Karen's reappearance - such a mess my life had become and I had no idea how to fix it.

Unfortunately, there was only a deliveryman holding a small box standing before him instead of the figure he was hoping for. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Hunter Jones? You have a parcel from Ms. Audrey White." Hunter eagerly signed his name and accepted the package when he heard Audrey's name. He was dumbstruck after opening the box. That was because there was a fake marriage certificate, Audrey's engagement ring, and several printed images of Sarah's past social media posts in the box. It turned out that Audrey had long known about his marriage registration with Sarah. Each of his affections toward Sarah was posted on social media and became the weapon Sarah used against Audrey.

Ivan had done what he could never dream of in the past. Alicia finished her wine. She felt tipsy and brave. “And with or without witnesses, everyone is aware of the story of how I became your wife. In a way, it’s no different from a predatory marriage. You drove your ship to Coulson all high and mighty and threateTed the royal and nobility to give up their princess. It’s obviously not normal.”

" Oh, so it is all about what I told my friends... So what would have I said about you?... That she is a girl I was forced to marry. That though, I don't even know her, but I have to spend the rest of my life with her. Oh, come on... what would my friends say about me. Who in this century gets betrothed for god sake?? How could I have explained my marriage?" " That means you are ashamed to get married to me. You can't even tell your friends that I am your wife. If you were betrothed to me I was also to you. I am also in the same situation. I didn't know you as well. But now we are married and I don't have a problem with that. But it seems like a very big issue with you and you avoid me like

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

he affirmed, his voice steady and resolute. As we prepared to confront Carlo and unravel his web of deceit, I felt a surge of empowerment. With Clyde's support and a clear goal in sight, I was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Our marriage, once a means to an end, now became a symbol of hope and defiance—a pact forged in the fires of betrayal, bound by a shared desire for justice. The condition laid out before us was clear: marriage. As I stood there, facing the expectant gazes of Carmine, Carlo, and Clyde, I felt the weight of my next words settle upon me like a heavy cloak.

“ I know that I was wrong, but that was because I needed to know you better, you know that is the truth, there is no way I would get married to you without knowing shit about you” “ But what you did was wrong” “ It was, and I apologise for doing that, I shouldn't have, and it isn't right that I make excuses about it, but I was desperate” “ Desperate?” “ Yes, my parents want an heir so they want me to get married, and that brings me to the term of our agreement” “ I haven't even agreed to it yet” “ All you have to do is birth an heir to take over the company and when you want to leave, you get 20 million dollars”

I felt tired; my temples began to throb again. "I slept with Howard." The wine glass in his hand shattered on the floor. His eyes turned crimson, disbelief etched across his face. "Teagan! How could you…" I calmly closed my laptop and smiled at him. "What? Are you upset?" I genuinely hoped we could just have a marriage of convenience, where we could both enjoy the benefits this arrangement brought. He could sleep with a different woman every night, and I wouldn't care. Meanwhile, I would leverage the Brookes' connections to gain more resources for myself.

Seven years of love meant nothing against seven months of betrayal. Some promises are easier to break than to keep. Kyros Arnaud Ferrero, the man I met at 17, was supposed to be my forever. Never did I imagine that his love would come with a betrayal. He loved me, yet he could hurt and betray me with the very friend I trusted. He could lie and cheat without even batting an eye. To get back at him, I married the brother he despises most—the current president of his company.

Now, let me remind myself that she’s here to finish her very last requirement so she can finally graduate and not find a lover! “Just…” he paused and I was waiting for him to continue what he was saying. By looking at him right now, I know that I brought him so much stress because of this so-called marriage of ours. Marriage my ass! Where did that paper even come from? I didn’t know about it. I didn’t even know about him for me to get us a fucking marriage certificate and why would I involve myself in it in the first place, right? Because if I could blackmail Keandrick for him to sign me my clearance for the finals, involving myself in a marriage would be the least. I wouldn’t risk my name,