Novel & Cerita What Is A Marriage Of Convenience

“Of course, you wouldn't understand. You are getting married to famous heartthrob and billionaire, Dylan Cameron. You would be living under a rock to not know him. You are so lucky, honey. Finally, you get the spotlight." "I'm still lost." For the record, she was patient with me but she was beginning to lose it. "It’s an arranged marriage. A one-year contract between the Westons and the Camerons. You are the bride. You guys are not engaged, of course but to the world, you guys have been engaged for three months and now you will tie the knot. So basically it was a secret affair. It's a contract for business stuff so you wouldn't understand,” Celeste said, explaining the situation.

Emily asked cautiously, her voice barely above a whisper. A slow smile spread across Alexander's face. "Simple. You become my wife." The words struck her like a physical blow. His wife? The whole situation left her speechless. Marrying a stranger, a powerful, arrogant man she barely knew, to escape a financial burden? It seemed like something out of an extremely funny fairytale. "Marriage?" Emily finally managed to blurt out, her voice strained. "Are you serious?" "Perfectly," he responded , his gaze unwavering. "A marriage of convenience, of course. You'll have a place to live, financial security." He paused, then with a mischievous grin in his eyes. "And I'll get… certain benefits."

SHE WILL GET MARRIED BECAUSE OF MONEY! Marianne's mind raced as the weight of the situation bore down on her. She had never imagined herself in such a peculiar arrangement, let alone a marriage of convenience. It felt like she was stepping into a world far removed from her own, one filled with uncertainty and unfamiliar responsibilities. She nodded in agreement with a mixture of determination and apprehension, "I understand the terms, and I'll do my part as agreed. But please remember, this is all business to me. Nothing more."

That’s when he proposed marriage. Thinking back at that, I can’t help but laugh. “What’s so funny?” Gabriel asks, just as he moves from his side of the table to mine. We are now seated side by side. My eyebrows rise in question at his unexpected action. He doesn’t say anything, so I shrug and answer his question. “I just realized that my marriage with Liam was also a marriage of convenience. We married because we wanted the convenience of companionship, friendship and sex without having to risk the heartbreak that comes with being in love.”

“I want to get married to you” I blurt out, his eyes widen and his lips curl up into a smile not a usual smile but a mocking smile, “you… want to get married to… me” he chuckles. I nod, ignoring the queasy feeling in my stomach, “I want to get married to you but it’s not in the sense you’re thinking. I’m proposing a marriage of convenience” I say, nervously biting my lips.

“Unless it’s a miracle lottery win, I don’t think anything can fix this.” Emma leaned forward, voice dropping. “There’s this new government program called the One-Year Marriage Incentive Scheme. Couples who sign a legal one-year marriage contract and live together get a huge one-time payment — enough to cover major medical bills and clear heavy debts. After twelve months, you can walk away free.” Abby froze. “Marry a stranger for money?”

Randy said and rolled his eyes. "You stupid...." "Just save yourself from all this stress and let us get married " Randy interrupted her. "I don't want to get married to a man I don't love, I...." "It is just a marriage of convenience, we will stay together for a while then get divorce after a while " "A contract marriage are you saying we deceive our moms?" "It's not deceiving we are getting married and respecting their decisions while chasing our own happiness " Randy said with tug. DAMON’S MANSION ~ THAT SAME AFTERNOON ~ DINING ROOM

He handed it to me and flopped onto the couch like he had no care in the world. I opened the envelope and scanned the front page. MARRIAGE CONTRACT. I looked up at him, stunned. “Are you serious?” His face was unreadable. “In there are the terms. My expectations. The dos and don’ts. Rules of this marriage.” The words stung more than I thought they would. “This was supposed to be simple,” I whispered. “Fake, yeah, but simple.” Jason’s eyes met mine. “It is simple. Just business, Nelly. That’s all.”

He whispers without looking at me, but I quickly glance at him and, not knowing what to say, turn my gaze back to the priest. ... "I now pronounce you husband and wife!" These final words definitively closed my shackles. I know very well it's not a real marriage, and everything in this temple is just a simple act. However, all the rules of this contract literally bind me to the D'Angelo surname, and every step of mine will be dictated by the stunningly beautiful and annoyingly sexy man beside me. My eyes fixate on the white gold ring on my ring finger and the delicate and beautiful solitary stone, large enough that I know, is every bride's desire to receive. Then, I slide the wide band ring