The Unwanted Marriage Pdf Novels & Stories

Orian slowed the pace of the horse as we went down the hill, "And after you rest, I will arrange for us to be espoused immediately." No! My fingers threaded in the horse's fur gripping at it as the realization crashed through my thoughts. I was getting married to this man and I didn't want to. Sometimes, your soulmate isn't the best choice for you and you have to deal with it, suck it up and stay unmarried, unmated and try to be happy all by yourself. I can't marry him. He hates me, he's using me.

Last night, in a desperate attempt to distract myself from my miserable life, I ventured to a club, longing for an escape I decided to get laid one last time before committing my forever to him. Prayers filled my thoughts, eagerly wishing he'd reject me, I was so disgusted by his presence. The fear of potential harm haunted me, a troubling uncertainty about what might happen if he ever laid hands on me. Yet, today, I made the painful decision to proceed with the marriage. It was a pact, a promise to my brother Camillo and my friend Ivy, who were enjoying in their love and success.

And yet I’d crossed a line I couldn’t uncross. A week later, he came to me with a proposal: a marriage contract for three years. The terms were simple. I’d receive financial stability and protection; in return, the public could never know we were married. It was supposed to be easy. My parents were gone, and the only family I had left was an estranged aunt in Sicily. I told myself I had nothing to lose. The contract also stated no children and no falling in love—conditions I had no problem with back then. Until now. Because now, looking at these two pink lines, I was pregnant. I was carrying a child he never wanted.

It felt like a cruel twist of fate, a tragic irony that I couldn't escape. I never wanted this marriage. It was forced upon me, an unwelcome burden I had no choice but to carry. My desires and dreams had been disregarded, trampled upon by the expectations of others. I longed for freedom, for a life where I could make my own choices and follow my own path. But here I was, bound by circumstances beyond my control, my fate sealed by the decisions of others.

I bite my lower lip to hide the smile that threatened to spread on my face. "A marriage." "What?" All three of us, Aria,cool grandpa and I said in unison. "A marriage contract between Aria and Alex." Aria scoffed. "You must be crazy. You think I'll walk out of a marriage and run straight into another one? You're out of your mind." "Dad…" I trail off not knowing what to say. Did I want to tie the knots with Aria? Definitely. Did I want it to happen this way? Not at all.

That would show I have an objection against my own marriage, right? Why isn't this Damon not doing anything? Everyone kept quite in the church, considering I didn't know half of the people there at the wedding, I was disappointed no one caused a scene that demanded the wedding to be stopped “Alright then, we may continue “, the priest announced and Damon and I groaned in disappointment “Do you Damon Kingsley; Take Layla Jones to be your wedded wife? To have and to hold, from that day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you apart?

“Me and your father decided to marry you off, since you’re already twenty-three years old. Andri, you know that we care about you right? That’s why we already found the man that we can entrust you with. We want you to marry the son of the Hilario’s.” “Mom, are you kidding me? Why would I marry a stranger? And I don’t want to get married! I’m still a student and I’m trying my best to graduate as a summa cum laude, so that you will be proud of me, and you won’t try to marry me off to someone I don’t know personally. I knew that you would do this someday, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon.”

The Bishop started reading his book and everyone took their seat. The Bishop looked towards the couple and spoke up, "Do, you Sebastian Knight, Take, Elena Marshall, To be your wife, To have and to hold, From this way forward, For better, for worse, For richer, for poorer, In sickness and in health, To love and to cherish, Till death, do you apart?" Sebastian looked at Elena with pure hatred and disgust. He never thought in his worst dream that one day he would marry a middle class girl. He looked at his so-called bride then spoke up," I do" And smiled evilly at her..

Noah went on. "Explain yourself. What the hell do you mean?" Alex barked. "She married me to get back at her ex-lover. She ruined my life, and I didn't even do anything. Don't you think that's wrong? Where is your honor?" Noah asked angrily. Alex softened his gaze. "You are right. What she did was wrong," he said. "So you agree?" Noah looked at him with hopeful eyes. "I agree with you. She shouldn't have done this for vengeance. Two people should get married only if they are in love. Maybe you should ask for a divorce," Alex suggested.

, he replies kissing me on my forehead. Some people will say that arranged marriages don't work. They do when both the husband and wife are in it together. If they want to work the marriage out. No marriage is perfect. There's no such thing as a perfect marriage or even perfect kids. Perfection isn't real. "But I am worried about Azaan. He hasn't been himself ever since Faryal's wedding to Fahd", I explain to Aayan. "Maybe there was something going on between them....."