What Is A Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

"How sad that you can't marry the love of your life." "How would you know anything about this?" Abigail snapped at him. "More than you might think, actually," Lyall said, sighing as he cupped his head in his hands. "Love is always tricky, but in our world, its impossible. A marriage is never for love. A marriage is a card you can play, it's an alliance, it's something that can save you from otherwise drowning." "I don't understand," Abigail frowned at him. "How is it like that, though?"

Her initial question that reminded me of my hell bound punishment rings in my ear and I turn to look at her, "No don't wait for me.Ciara would be waiting for you." Ciara is Lucy's younger sister and only family. They lost their parents in a fire and lost everything valuable in their lives. Lucy lost all except her fifteen year old sister,the only reason she claims to live and the poor little teenage girl lost her sense of speech from the trauma of losing her parents. Her extended family tried to claim care of her but Lucy fought back and promised to somehow manage to fend for them both since she's legally an adult and that brings us to her wanting to join The Rebels, us.

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.

They’re already painting this marriage as loveless. Kendall’s breath hitched, her worst fear creeping into reality. *Loveless.* The media had hit too close to the truth this time. "But that’s because it is, Jason," she whispered, her voice filled with a raw honesty that surprised even her. "We don’t act like a couple because we’re not one. Not really."

I could hear his controlled breathing and feel the weight of his stare pressing against me. "Listen, Nelly," he said, at last, his voice even but firm. "This marriage will be purely contractual. No strings attached. In public, we’ll pretend to be a loving couple. In private, we go our separate ways." His eyes burned into mine, leaving no room for misunderstanding. "Especially for my parents—we just need to convince them we’re in love so they’ll stop meddling." He exhaled slowly before continuing. "If you agree, I’ll take care of your grandmother’s medical bills. It’s just for a year, and then we both walk away. No complications, no expectations."

“And I need something...” “I have a condition to “help you,” he says, cutting me off, I tell him to continue.” Don't get married, if she is in love it will help in the process of softening her image to her parents, and she will have me to confront and justify it. Then calmly think about marriage. Nego shook his head. “She could be pregnant” I speak of my suspicions. Lorenzo snorted and smacked my forehead. Pregnancy before marriage is punishable. "Certainty?" question.

“That will not be happening.” “James!” Amara turned to look at me, relief in her features and tears springing to her eyes. “You came for me.” Vincent pushed her behind him. “You really don’t know how to stay in your place, do you?” “You forcefully married her? That is punishable by the law, Vincent. Add the kidnapping to the mix and you’ll be behind bars for a long ass time.” “Not a chance. We’re married now James, know when to count your loss and move on.”

In spite of how hard I tried to suppress my insatiable longings, I found myself being enslaved to them time and again. Being wealthy and powerful made it even worse, as the best of ladies were always falling head over heels for me. Even though I'd had the best of women in San Francisco, there was something about Ella that made me feel incomplete if I didn't have her. She was special. That was the only word I could think of to describe her. My heart was filled with anticipation, as my phone buzzed on the pillow beside me. I reached for it, hoping that it had been Ella trying to remind me about our appointment that morning.

Lawson tossed the papers onto the table beside him carelessly. “Do you both seriously think this changes anything?” he asked. “Marriage isn’t some toy you throw away when you suddenly fall in love with someone else.” “You’re talking about love?” “Yes I am. I'm I wrong to speak about love?” “You blackmailed her into marrying you. Don't forget that you also never loved her and she never loved you. So tell me, what is the use of this fucking excuse of a marriage?” “And yet she still married me. If Amelia didn't love me and wanted to spend her life with me, she wouldn't have married me.”

" I stayed silent, my emotions tangled. After experiencing a relationship full of deception and betrayal, I no longer held any expectations for love. But a marriage alliance meant binding my life to another unfamiliar man. Papa saw my hesitation and continued, "I know you've been hurt, so I was very careful in choosing your match. He's the heir of the Orsini family, Matteo Orsini. I watched him grow up. He's upright, refined, and has no bad habits. "Moreover, the Orsini family's influence is formidable. They hold significant power in both the business world and the underworld. An alliance between our families would not only deter Enrico completely, but also provide the safest protection for