Trapped Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

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

Triffany looked up at Jimmy. "Jimmy, you should stop now, I am sorry, I got married." "No you didn't, you were forced to get married Triffany, forced just save a stupid company." Jimmy held her hands again. "Don't worry Triffany, I am here to save you again, to save you from Carlos Zack." "Jimmy, Carlos Zack loves me, and I love him too, now we are married and can't be apart." Triffany said again in a serious face, she had tried so hard to make Carlos love her, she had done all she could to make him fall in love with her.

“Because I married him.” “He sent me to apologize,” Trina said. “But I know it won’t matter.” “Then leave.” Trina stepped closer, lowering her voice. “I know you don’t love him. I'd like you to keep it that way, cause I’m not giving up on him.” Benita let out a slow, mocking laugh. “Are you threatening me?” “I’m warning you.” "i'm sure you know what i'm talking about and if you want to compete with the love we share for over five year for just a loveless marriage, then i won't stop you, but i tell you, you will be disappointed when he becomes mine again" Trina said

I can’t let him keep me. He steps closer. Slowly. Controlled. “Don’t twist this. There’s no tragic love story here. Marcella was captured. Raped. I couldn’t save her. I was still ready to marry her. But she wouldn’t abort the baby. Our men wouldn’t accept that. My wife has to be pure and untouched.” He takes another step. Close enough I feel the heat roll off his body.

I wanted to scream, to run after him, to tell him the truth, that I didn’t love Mila anymore, that I couldn’t marry her, that I couldn’t live a lie again. But I couldn’t. Not with Marisol’s threat hanging over my family like a noose. For the first time, I felt truly trapped. And I had no idea how to get out.

A friendly personality, always smiling—that figure was no longer to be found by her. There was only a cold, untouchable, and rough figure that she now encountered—a figure who desperately wanted to make her suffer continuously. Her heart could not lie that there was still a tiny spark of feeling that might continuously grow if she stayed with the man. Tears flowed down her cheeks, which she instantly wiped away. "Renata... where are you," Melvin mumbled in his sleep, making her tears instantly flow uncontrollably again. She had never imagined that the man forced her to marry him simply because his lover had left a week before the wedding. She had not imagined that there was a third person in

Emma gazed at the sparkling diamond ring on her finger, feeling its heavy presence. The ring symbolized a commitment, but not one born of love or choice. Instead, it represented a binding agreement, a contract that tied her to a stranger. She had always envisioned her dream wedding, with a loving partner, laughter, and joyful tears. But this reality was far from her fantasy. The man she was engaged to was practically a stranger, someone she hadn't fallen for, hadn't shared memories with, or built any connection with.

My husband's first love and I were kidnapped at the same time. As a professional negotiator, my husband rushed to the scene as soon as possible to save us. When the kidnappers agreed to release one hostage, he chose to let them keep me to protect her. I knelt on the ground, desperately begging him to save me first, but his face was expressionless. "Tammy is still a virgin. If she's raped, she won't be able to handle it. "You're different. You're already married to me. I won't hold it against you even if something happens to you."

"Poor Sarah. She has no idea what's coming." My phone slipped from my fingers, making a noise as it fell to the supply closet floor. Five years. Five years of marriage, of believing that Marcus's quiet affection was more than enough. And it was the only way that he showed love. That he wasn't one for romantic moments like this. I'd been such a fool. The girl who'd run from an altar to avoid a loveless marriage had somehow managed to trap herself in one anyway. The only difference was that this time, I entered it willingly, like the fool I was, thinking it was love.

How does it feel to be unloved by someone you care so much about? If only she could give Greg a hug and take away his pain. If only she could help him… if only she could take away his suffering from an unrequited love... "You'll no longer be single in a week, and you'll be tied for the rest of your life," Greg continued, sounding like an irritated child. Olivia closed the door carefully so as not to make any noise. She knows she needs to intervene to prevent Serena from marrying somebody else and to save Greg's heart from never-ending pain…