Una Esposa Comprada Novels & Stories

She would still manage to remove them by biting and gnawing at the buckles before escaping in the middle of the night, but the security guards would always bring her back. After that, her health deteriorated, and her mental state also worsened. Soon, she would only continuously murmur my name under her breath. … My wedding with Marina took place as scheduled. We flew to where she used to live for years and held a grand wedding to announce our love to the world. Tons of reporters from major news outlets attended, rushing to be the first to report about it. After the wedding, I realized that Marina wasn't just a gentle and caring wife who was the best and most capable assistant I'd ever had. S

My work badge, my access card, and even my personal mobile phone were all confiscated. If they were able to find even the slightest evidence, I would be grounded for life. I didn't know how I walked out of the company office building. I went home feeling dazed. When I opened the door, what I saw was just an empty apartment. There was a file on the empty table. It was a divorce agreement. I opened it with trembling hands. The agreement was pretty clear. My wife wanted to divorce me, and I was to leave with nothing. The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family.

"This isn't middle school, mischief. I call the shots now. Framed or not, I never put you at gunpoint to sign the contract. You willingly did that to save yourself. Being my wife isn't a favor you're offering, mischief. Just in case you've forgotten, I'll remind you. Being married to me is a job- a job that I generously pay you for. So before you go ahead to do something stupid, remember that you have your pay cheques at stake. And who knows? Probably your freedom too." Two could play this game. Sadly, Allison hadn't realized that yet. "Are you threatening me, Jacobs?" "Just saying. You still had three more years before the end of your sentence. THREE.MORE.YEARS. You didn't earn the freedom

“You don't want to admit it but I know you still do.” “I did, but not anymore.” I fired back. “I'm married now.” “Are you?” Kevin chuckled as his eyebrows raised mockingly. “You think I don't know about your little secret? The contract marriage you signed with Richard? That's a fake marriage!” My eyes flared open as my mouth hung in shock. “How did you…” I stuttered but then stopped. “You know what, it doesn't matter because I'm in love with him… for real!” Kevin froze instantly. His muscles weakened as his grip loosened, causing me to shrug it off my arm.

, for the second time. They had gotten hitched in Greece in a small church with only family and Tina. They didn’t want any attention so they did a small reception and went on an holiday to Maldives. “I told you earlier that my mother doesn’t do roughing it,’” Nathan whispered in her ear as he snuck up behind her, arms sliding around her waist. “I knew she wasn’t into anything simple.” Rachel leaned back into him instinctively, letting her head rest on his shoulder. “Are those velvet sleeping bags over there?” He grinned. “Custom-made. Egyptian cotton linings. You married rich, babe.” She laughed, waving her wedding ring. “I married you.” From across the site, Victoria raised a manicure

K Whatever swallowed her food before answering, "Did I ask them to marry me off? It was their choice to sell their daughter. And it's now my choice to tell you what I know. They didn't think that selling me off to you, would make them lose their strings to me. They can't control me anymore. I don't live with them, I live with you. I am loyal to the house I sleep in." "Pft," Sebastian chuckled with her response, "To clarify what you said, I did not buy you. I was also sold." "Which you could decline... You are richer than your family. You hold more power than them. Still, you chose to marry me per their arrangement." K Whatever accidentally slipped. Sebastian was petrified... "How did you kno

She was a fake wife. The excitement and wonder she had felt only moments ago quickly dissipated, replaced by a sinking feeling in her stomach. How could she have been so foolish to forget why she was here in the first place? Isabella had agreed to become a fake wife for a wealthy businessman as a way to help her father pay off his debts. At the time, it had seemed like a straightforward transaction. She would just give him his baby, and in return, her father's financial troubles would be resolved. But now, as she stood in the midst of such luxury, she couldn't help but wonder if it was really worth it.

“I am saying, marry me, of course not forever, let’s say for two years or maybe three, we get married and by the end of our marriage, your debt to me would be fully paid and what’s more? You get other benefits, plus being known as Luciano Siegel’s wife would give you a huge status uplift,” He went on and she could only stare at him in utter bewilderment, so all this while, the reason he had her here was to ask her to marry him? He bought her to marry him, okay no need to overthink the part where she agrees that she was bought because no matter how hard she denies it, he still paid a huge sum for her, but marry her? That never crossed her mind, heck they were just talking about her not being

"Festy, this man…he thinks I'm here to…to sleep with him. To have sex with him. Tell him there's been a mistake. Tell him…" Silence. Long, horrible silence. "Festy?" I whispered. "Lynn." His voice was cold, annoyed. "Just do it." The floor seemed to drop out from under me. "What?" "You heard me. Just do what he wants. It's one night. It's $4,000 for one night, Lynn. We need that money." "You sold me?" The words came out as a shriek. "You SOLD me to him?" "Don't be so dramatic." Festy's voice was harsh. "I didn't sell you. You're still my wife. What's mine is mine to decide what to do with. It's just sex, Lynn. It doesn't mean anything."

He never made her feel welcomed despite her being his wife. Facepalming himself, he pulled his hair. What a bastard he was. He enjoys her body and her presence in his life but she fails to make her comfortable in the place he brought her in. He repeatedly slapped her with the reality of her being his purchased wife. No wonder she never made herself comfortable in his home. He stoops down for the ten million dollars he spent. For just ten million dollars he becomes a bastard, treating a woman like he did, disrespecting her like he also bought her soul. And it's not just another woman, it's Zia, his wife even just on paper.