Romance Marriage Of Convenience Novels & Stories

“Your mother is sick. The bills are overwhelming. You’ve exhausted every option. But you haven’t given up. That makes you... suitable.” My fingers curl against the armrests of my chair, digging in hard just to keep myself steady. Suitable. Like I’m being measured for parts. “This isn’t real,” I whisper, barely hearing myself over the pounding in my ears. “It’s very real,” Mrs Valentino says. Her voice doesn’t waver. “We’ll pay off all your mother’s medical expenses. In return, you will marry our son, Stephano.” Stephano. When I was researching them, I didn't even think to look into them having any children.

It was one of my favorite things in the world now—he didn’t laugh often, but when he did, it was real. “Fine,” he said. “But you owe me for this.” “I’m marrying you. I think that covers it.” He pulled me toward the bed, his hands trailing heat down my back. “Then let me start cashing in on that debt.” We fell together, laughing, kissing, wrapped in a bubble of joy that, for once, didn’t feel like it would pop. One month later – Tuscany The sun dipped low behind the hills, casting the vineyard in a warm, honeyed glow. Lanterns swayed gently in the breeze, strings of fairy lights twinkled above the tables, and soft Italian music floated through the air.

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

Alexander almost smiled. “That’s because every time it happens, things become more complicated.” Amara crossed her arms. “And yet you keep doing it.” Alexander looked at her. “You didn’t exactly stop me.” Her cheeks warmed slightly. “That’s not the point.” “Then what is the point?” Amara hesitated. The truth was she didn’t even know anymore. This marriage had started as a contract. Simple. Clear. Temporary. But now? Nothing about it felt simple anymore. Before she could answer, Alexander’s phone suddenly vibrated loudly on the table.

She ended the call, and I shoved my phone into my purse, my lips tilting into a grin. I’d met Dom five years ago at a tech convention. My company was meant to display our latest inventions that day, but my car had broken down on the way. He saw me struggling and helped me. From then on, we kept in close touch. Soon we were dating, and not long after, we were married. It had been three years already, yet the memory still made my heart race. Shoving my excitement down, I walked to the gates and pressed the doorbell. Once. Twice. Four times—before a guard finally walked out, a frown etched into his face. He didn’t seem familiar. Had Dom changed the guards or something?

“No, you don’t understand. I need to—“ They kept blocking the way. Everywhere suddenly became crowded. I tried my best to struggle past them but all my efforts just went down the drain. “Shit!” I lost track of him and now he’s nowhere to be found. I wanted to meet him. Wanted to confirm if… ~ ~ ~ ~ This would be your new room. There would be rules set in place in this marriage. Remember, this js a marriage of convenience. So let’s not have any high expectations. “Oh, I thought..” “You thought nothing.” He cut me off. “See you later at night.” He said while backing me.

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

"Get over the pain? Aurora, I also lost a child like you, and yes I admit that it was all my fault, and I deserved this treatment against you. I accept all your accusations against me. But what you want now is not. You keep giving me no hope to recover and apologize to you. I am your husband—" "We are married in only just a piece of paper, Damien. Even before we got married we both knew what our roles were for each other. It was only by chance that we reached this point. As I remember— we all started with our business marriage. Everything is planned, everything was planned... and all this is just an agreement because they want us to get married." His jaws tightened at what I said. I can also

“I will.” A few minutes later, they reached a bed-and-breakfast in a nearby town. The sun was setting on the grand old brick house and the surrounding cottages that stood in the distance. It was gorgeous, reminiscent of a bygone era. Romantic. Her heart caught. Theirs was a marriage of convenience and unrequited love. He’d done so much already and brought her here for a real wedding night . . . The man overwhelmed her. Which was stupid. He was probably just making the best of their situation. Still, tears stung her eyes.

"You look happy, Dex. I'm glad you are finding work fulfilling. But I wish you could share that joy with someone special in your life, baby. Sharing and making memories with someone you love adds much more meaning to your life." "I agree." Pamela's eyes stretched. "You do? I must be hearing things. You've never agreed with me regarding relationship and marriage subjects." she says, still surprised that Dexter agreed. "Mom, I told you once before I was being careful. Marriage is a lifelong commitment, and I only plan on doing it once. Well, I found that person I want to marry." Pamela put her hand to her mouth, shocked as tears began to form in her eyes. "Who is she? Please don't tell me you