Trapped In A Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

"He came over to me and said he had an offer. I was not interested but I was curious and bored. Also angry." "Why were you angry?" "My father had just told me to get a woman to marry within a months time." I nod. "We went over to the tables and played. We went over and over." "He lost." I stated knowing that part too well. "Yes. He lost. He did not have the money so he was left with only one option…" "Me." He kissed my forehead. "Yes,you." "That's it?" "Pretty much all of it. You know the rest,you getting picked up,the marriage,you running away,me getting you,you falling in love,me having been entrapped by you first,the…"

“If you love me and want me happy, don't make this dream hell, arresting me is not the solution, it never was. Atlas is not a monster! I ask that at least once, Mother, that you will not be selfish and listen to me.” “We have a lot to think about, Luz, you lied! You deceived us!” said Anthony, disappointed, but feeling guilty for never imposing limits on Karen's ideas of arresting her. “Where’s the marriage license?” “Guarded” replied Lorenzo. “At the right time the pr, of will be shown.” “Did you know that from the beginning, Lorenzo?” Anthony wanted to know, and Lorenzo shook his head. “That explains the fight.” A clash between the two a while ago.

Kenny replied. "Okay, thank you, Uncle Kenny," Liora said. With that, Kenny departed. Liora glanced at Chester and Isaac, who were seated nearby. Chester appeared composed, but Isaac gazed at the door with sorrow. Taking a seat, Liora asked Isaac, "What's on your mind?" "Lia, why did the man become enraged and murder his wife and daughter over an affair?" Isaac questioned. Liora leaned against her chair. "Self-conceited individuals often deflect blame for their errors onto others. What purpose does marriage serve? It's merely two individuals coming together to lead ordinary lives.

she said, storming off. Lorenzo shot me a glare before chasing after her. I watched in disbelief as my husband ran after another woman. What was I even thinking? This was a nightmare. I felt a sting of tears in my eyes as I realized the truth. I was just a pawn in their game, a game I didn't even know I was playing. My heart ached with sadness and betrayal. Now I understand this means nothing to him, it was just a contract, right?

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

Her view of marriage is a trap, that is difficult to get out of. Lucky for her mom and her they were able to escape, but others are unfortunately trapped. They enter it with so much love and then it slowly dissipates until it is totally gone and they’re trapped in a loveless institution. Loving someone involves a lot of hard work and if you are not committed to work on it, you’ll lose it. She is a bit worried for Lily but hoping that it will turn out better. All she can do is hope for her friend.

There was no tenderness in his touch, only the chill of necessity. In the quiet aftermath, as we lay entwined in the stillness of the room, I felt a profound emptiness. I was trapped in a loveless marriage, a life dictated by obligation rather than desire. And though my heart ached with loneliness and fear, I resolved to maintain the facade. For tonight, at least, I would play the part assigned to me, even as every fiber of my being yearned for something real—a love that I feared might forever remain just out of reach.

He took a deep breath and stood up walking towards me “I’m sorry. Believe me I really am. I love you very much. And I’ll do anything humanly possible to protect you. To make you happy. And make you comfortable…” “But I’m not happy! I’m not! I feel entrapped. I don’t know what else to do with my life” I could feel a tear trickle down my cheek as I spoke. “This is not the life I wanted for myself. I feel like my life has been cut short and I’m trapped. This is not how I wanted my marriage to go. I didn’t plan on getting married to a man I barely know and I sure as hell didn’t plan on marrying a man that will bring another woman home on our wedding night and have sex with her!”

“You have a choice, Devin. You either lose half of your rights to a woman you married for reasons that weren’t yours, or you stay stuck in this—this. loveless, cheating marriage because, really, are you the liar here? Are you the one hiding? Are you not? gay, for Christ’s sake? Do you really think Stella deserves your position, your family, your inheritance?” I didn't answer. I couldn't. Every muscle in my body tightened. He was right. He was saying exactly what I had been thinking but was too scared to admit. And it stung worse than any insult she could throw at me. I was trapped. Trapped between the life I had worked for and the marriage I hadn't chosen but had somehow gotten stuck in anyw

He wore that unreadable expression again, one he used to shut the world out. “As much as I like a submissive woman,” he began, voice low, “I saw how challenging you are.” I waited, heart already bracing. “When I heard my family was coming back, I knew I needed someone strong. Someone who wouldn’t fall into the trap.” Trap. That word hit me hard. So that’s what I was to him. Not someone worth loving, just someone strong enough not to love him back. A sharp ache pierced my chest. He picked me because I looked like the type who wouldn't fall in love.