Nayra, twenty-four, and Rebecca, twenty-seven, are two sisters, one day the parents of Nayra and Rebecca will take the decision to give their two daughters in marriage to the Cardona family, one of the most prestigious families from the country. , in order to have a bigger name in society. Nayra will be forced to abandon her fiancé and Rebecca, having never given importance to love, will accept so as not to receive her mother's wrath, but not everything will go as planned because there will be confusion. , the husband being planned for one will go to the other, an exchange of partners, what are the causes of this exchange and what will be the consequences? Find out in "Double-edged marriage". Happy reading friends My motto: surprise you.
I am Naira Gomez, I am 24 years old and am forced to marry a man for whom I have no feelings in order to honor the family crest. This man I have never seen in my life, he must be around thirty years old. It is said that he is a middle-aged man, embittered being very rich. I had to break up with my boyfriend before the wedding. I will not even be entitled to a grandiose ceremony. They sent me the marriage certificate by post, I signed it reluctantly and sent it back. I am in a car heading for the home of Master Cardona, my husband.
When I got there, I saw no one except the servants; I had hoped to have a separate room with him but my wish was quickly shattered when I saw them carrying my suitcases into what seems to me to be the master bedroom. After I settled in, it was time to sleep. I made a small mattress on the ground where I would sleep.
^ The next morning
I wake up in the morning the sunlight hitting my eyes I don't know how I found myself on the bed wrapped in a blanket, could it be Master Cardona who carried me to bed? I come out of my thoughts surprised to see a handsome man with the physique of an Apollo coming out of the bathroom with damp hair and the towel skirting his hips, dripping drops of water flowing from his hair to his chest, a dream view, but there is a problem how is this possible? Master Cardona should be at least 36 years old and the man in front of me must be twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
- Hello, I see you woke up, said the young man in front of her.
- Hello sir, who are you please?
- I am Dario Cardona your husband.
- I'm confused master Cardona, I was told that you were in your thirties, my big sister Rebecca and I were to marry two members of the Cardona family, me Dario Cardona thirty-six years old and her, Jacob Cardona twenty-eight years old.
- Jacob Cardona is my uncle and he is thirty-six and I am twenty-eight.
If Rebecca finds out I'm married to the man she wants, she'll never forgive me.
- Master Cardona I...
- We'll talk about all this later, let me get dressed
- Okay, sorry ! He gets up, chooses an outfit from his dressing room and goes to the bathroom to change.
I imagine that it is because of my presence that he changes there. He comes out dressed casually and sits on the bed, faces me and breaks the silence.
- Well, we can resume our discussion.
-Master Cardona, I would like a divorce please.
- we haven't even been married for a day, why do you want a divorce?
- My big sister is going to be very frustrated and I think she probably already is, she must have married you, I'm going to divorce her and she'll take my place.
- Sorry but I don't want either of you to be married to her or to you because to me it has no difference or importance, I married a girl from your family because my father being a good friend of yours he wanted a union of our two families chose that I realized
- Master Cardona please.... I didn't even have time to continue when he interrupted me.
- you and I are polygamously married, I had a fiancée before you, I promised her marriage and I intend to keep my promise, you will divorce later
- I don't remember having signed polygamy, she said confusedly
- It was written on the marriage contract ! Of course, I was so angry that I just signed it without reading it and sent it back immediately. - given the expression on your face, I can see that you haven't taken the time to read the contract, in any case my decision has already been made, I'll marry Florence in a week.
How could I have fallen so low? Being in a polygamous home with a man I don't have pitiful feelings for.
- No way !
- Never raise your voice in front of me again!
- I'm sorry, I didn't realize that.
- In a week, the wedding ceremony will take place.
I didn't even have the right to a wedding ceremony and she will have one, it frustrates me. I hope I can at least have a place in this house.
- Do I have to wait that long?
- yes, I will not divorce before the right time
- when is the right time?
- Within a year. A whole year to see them live the perfect love so much to say that I would suffer in silence.
- Is there a way to reduce these days?
- No
- ...
- I'm not a very complicated person, I just ask you to behave like a worthy wife.
How could I know that he doesn't like me and neither do I, plus I'll be the only one to suffer in this union.
- Okay ! so we will never have a relationship...
- Sexual? well if because before our separation you must give me a child.
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Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
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