What Is Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

"How could you stay in a loveless marriage?" He said he only liked me. Technically what we have now was loveless marriage because as he said, he only liked me. "Keira. Can we please start it slowly? I chose you as my wife. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please?" He grabbed my hand and squeezed my hand tight. "What if Zoe comes back, Lennox? What if after a couple of months, she will return from her exile and says she still loves you? What will become of me? Will you leave me just like what you did before, Lennox?"

I accept out of spite, drinking it while Lucien works on his laptop like I'm not there. Thirty minutes in, I break the silence. "How many couples will be there?" "Eight, including us." "Do they all have real marriages?" His fingers pause on the keyboard. "Define real." "Marriages that started without contracts." "Most marriages are contracts, Mara. Some are just more honest about it." "That's bleak." "That's reality." He returns to typing. "James and Victoria Worthington married to merge family fortunes. Oliver Grant married his assistant to avoid a sexual harassment lawsuit. The Pattersons have an arrangement where he keeps a mistress and she keeps his credit cards."

I entered and closed the door behind me. "Growing up, I always imagined my marriage as a perfect match with my Prince charming and living happily ever after full of passion and conquering thoughts. I wanted my partner gentle, kind and affectionate enough for us to have children of our own after years of crazy riot sex and love making. The day I signed that contract I threw that dream to the bin and allowed a mortifying story to happen instead. What is love for you? A simple pretty word? Used to fill women thoughts with dreams and manipulate their minds? Another way of trapping me to a death end and multiplying my pain making my sacrifice useless? Or a means to get attention from a pussy you'

"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?"

She would be lost without him. “I’ve heard about loveless marriages.” Jeric’s voice broke into her thoughts. “Like, not being in love but still sticking together.” The idea of a loveless marriage hit her in the chest, a sharp stab of unease at the thought of it applying to her and Gildeon. She didn’t like that. She wanted something more for them—something like what that couple from before had: love, joy, contentment, and affection. If only...

This professor of mine is no good for her. I always value the sanctity of marriage. I am not one of those who tolerate cheating and infidelity either. Marriage is a vowed relationship driven by love and commitment. That is why I am against with a loveless marriage. Without love, a relationship can’t be driven alone by commitment. It will only be a lifeless partnership.

“You’ve ruined this marriage beyond repair. Just sign the papers.” I stood there, stunned by his coldness. The man I once loved had become someone unrecognizable—someone who could so easily dismiss our life together with a few words on paper. “Lorenzo…” I started, but he cut me off again. “Just sign it,” he said firmly, his eyes hardening. “I’m done with this charade.” Feeling defeated, I took the envelope and looked at the papers inside. My hands shook as I contemplated what this meant for my future.

Lanterns flickered in gold, outlining a dinner table set for two under a delicate white canopy. “Baby” I whispered, still in disbelief, as he took my hand and guided me forward. “Hey, Michelle,” he said, eyes warm and fixed on mine. “I want to let you know how much I love you… with every passing day, you become the peace I never knew I needed.” I swallowed slowly as his words sank in. “I just want you to know this is forever.” He breathed. He went down on one knee, his eyes locked on mine as he held my hands.

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."

I furrowed my gaze at her. She drew back a little. "I'm sorry, ma. I went for an urgent help in the lighting department. Sorry, I didn't come just in time." She said, "You can't be serious right now. How dare you do that? I told you to wait for me, yet you disobeyed and went another, coming here to tell a story." Loveth is a newly employed employee. I took her in after seeing the state she was in then. Although she came begging me for an assistant, I refused and demanded that she work for her money instead.