Novel & Cerita Urdu Novel Forced Marriage

What more could I possibly want? Fin The End. ******* Thank you so much for reading Forced Marriage To The Billionaire. Thank you so much guys for your support throughout this book. I love you all so much. Please if you enjoyed reading this book you can check out my book ACCIDENTAL ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY BOSS. And my other books. Love, Helen.

“You said that you did not wish to be with her. You said that you did not find her interesting. How so? Every man in this village would have died for an opportunity like that, but you refused my daughter. I still don’t understand it until today.” “The truth is that Rena never showed any interest in me. I didn’t want to agree because that would mean she had to marry me by force. I liked the way she enjoyed her freedom. I didn’t want to take away that freedom by agreeing to marry her.” Furah looked at him for a while. “Rena you can continue.” “Uh… Clearly, we agree that forced marriages are unfair. Our goal here is to fight against all the laws that’s unfair and wrong in this village-”

Varun screamed. "Varun, I have chosen more than 6 girls for Harsh, but he never convinced before. So I forced him into this marriage. His hatred for married life won today. There is only one reason behind his hatred, and that is Harman and Niharika's worst married life. You know about their relationship." Vikrant said.

"I'm sure you know why I called you here", Mary said. "Yes", Valerie replied. "Good. Look, I know it's not your choice to marry Valentino but we insist on you both getting married", Mary said "And why's that? I mean he's dating my cousin Mariana and they're so in love..why don't you just let them get married", Valerie asked. "I know all of that but we don't want your cousin, what we want is you. You have to get married to Valentino", Mary said.

He responded with a smile that could convince anyone that he actually was happily in love. I guess they all attend acting classes before being accepted into the mafia. “Do you Sarah Yama, take Lorenzo Doralga as your husband?”. He asked, facing me and my throat immediately became dry. If I say no. What would happen? I thought to myself, when the mafia man nodded to his right, making me look there, only to see a riffle pointed at me. “Y-Yes, I do.” I responded with a shaky voice. I guess my torture just officially started.

I repeated to myself, a mantra whispered into the quiet air, drawing deep, shuddering breaths as if they could actually mend me. I fixed my gaze on the phone screen again, awaiting Sarah’s reply, but it remained stagnant—an unbearable blank. A sharp pang of hurt struck my chest. I felt profoundly alone, adrift in a silent sea. I craved a comforter; I needed Sarah’s voice, but more desperately, I yearned for my mother’s embrace. “It is all over,” I confessed under my breath. The brutal truth was a constant hum: I had been forcibly married to Collins, a sure cruel plot engineered by my father. I was bound to him forever, sentenced to a lifetime of quiet pain and forced intimacy.

And the only person who knew the reason of her agony and was solely responsible for it was Umer. They both were now sitting together on the same couch. In some hours, she will be in his home, his bed, encaged beneath him. And no one will save her. She felt like a puppet, who cannot speak or fight for her rights. It was a forced marriage but from her view only. Their families hugged each other and intermingled like one. She hated every single minute of it. She wanted to run away and leave everything behind but it was too late. She already submitted herself, her body, her life to the man beside her. And now she cannot do anything without his permission, without his notice.

Ferhat turns off the cell phone and Rabia tells her mother what is happening. “Come on Rabia tell me. What there was"? “Do you believe that Mr. Berat will enforce the Marriage Contract between Ferhat and a stranger. The mother puts her hand over her mouth in surprise. "How absurd" “It is really absurd. He is demanding that Ferhat marry a woman he has never seen in his life. Can that”? Merve shakes her head. "It seems that Berat has not yet forgotten this blessed Marriage Contract." “He has not forgotten and will not forget. Tell me what country is this that forces people who don't know each other to get married?

Not possible! "I am not." Umera raised her eyebrow at her."But how can you .. I mean you can't force me to get married with any random person.. oh sorry a vampire. " She said frustratedly." You are marrying to Aaron ". Umera stated her as she stopped who was marching here and there in frustration. "What!!" She shrieked. "You have no other option." Umera said. " Your clothes and everything will be ready by tomorrow. Other vampires across the river will also come. " With that Umera left the room .

her, hastily bound himself to her with a blood-mark and took her to his bed. She returned, the fresh mark on her neck a badge of triumph. "Sister, your man is mine now. You turn twenty-five in three days. If no one claims you, the Matchmaking Registry will toss you to some aging, wife-beating rogue mercenary..." She was wrong. I always had a choice. I walked to my parents, who were scrambling to clean up her mess, and declared calmly. "If she refuses to marry Kaelan Nocturne, then I will."