Mag-log inIn one devastating day, Wisdom Weisz lost everything—her home reduced to ash, her marriage shattered by betrayal. While she stood in the ruins of her life, her husband was tangled in sheets with her best friend at the same day, showing not an ounce of remorse. Broke, heartbroken, and with nothing left to lose, Wisdom finds herself drowning her sorrows at the bar of a luxury hotel. There, fate throws her into the path of a man she’s crossed before—mysterious, powerful, and impossibly wealthy. He makes her an outrageous offer: become his wife... for hire. No love. No strings. Just a business arrangement—and a hundred thousand dollars deposited in her account with a single word of agreement. Desperate for a fresh start—and a perfect chance to strike back at her ex—Wisdom says yes. But nothing about this arrangement is simple. What begins as a cold contract soon blurs into something dangerously intimate. As secrets surface and emotions tangle, Wisdom realizes one terrifying truth: She may have agreed to be his wife on paper. But her heart? That’s a whole different deal.
view moreWisdom’s POVThey say living is more difficult than dying.That was also what I thought before I became Wife for Hire. Before I realized that there is more to life than shedding tears and pitying yourself.I was Wisdom who had no wisdom years ago. But time passes like an endless flowing river that constantly changes its current. And I was the stone—drowning and going with the stream freely.And it was Denver who turned me into a fish, into something that has the choice to go on with life or do it according to what is good for me.Now, after seven years, I am a mother of two—twins Xasha and Xian. I am now Wisdom Linnea Weisz-Giordano, happily married to Denver Mikhail Giordano for seven years and also the President of the Giordano Co.Today is my birthday, the first of September. Francine is aboard a plane towards here in Amsterdam. She’s now a renowned actress currently staying in England.I
Wisdom's POVIt has been a long time since Francine and I have talked like this. You know, catching up while talking about love life and sex life. We are talking to each other, both of us on the opposite side of the world, chilling on the beach while talking about sex life and lovemaking positions. Yeah, I miss this part of us. The friendship that has been torn apart because of one man and been mended because of another man.I was about to tell her how I miss doing this with her, that I miss her when—“Have you heard about Richard?”“No,” I replied softly. I was shocked by our sudden shift of topic.Silence lasted for half a minute when I heard Francine’s words again. “You didn’t know what happened to him?”Richard. The first man I fell for. The first man I married. “No. Not for the past seven years…”“Oh, you poor thing!”
Wisdom’s POV“Ah, I love the beach…” I stretched out my arms, my tits wiggled in that motion.“Is it the only thing you love here?” My husband’s voice made me glance at him.“Yes…” I grinned mischievously. “Because you are not a thing.” Denver’s laugh is as bright as the sun, blinding my love for him like white light.“By the way, I’m talking to Francine on the other line. She went for a drink first.”“Oh?” Denver’s brows hoisted.” I’m glad she’s a good girl now.”“Yeah, people do change.” I sighed. “But she’s still a bad girl on camera.”My husband whipped his head to me. “She’s a porn actress?”I almost choke on my coconut juice. “No! Hel—““Really?”I held my laugh while looking at m
Wisdom's POVI moaned, sweet and soft.I plunged my fingers into his hair. He hoisted a hand beside my head and let out a low laugh. I watched him, breathless and braless, as he took that hand and traced a circle around my other breast. Then lower, until he kissed my belly button to where my twins were—to where our children are.I snarled at him, a silent order. He pulled out his dick and found the space it was meant to cuddle between my boobs. He ground his hips against me, making me need more of him. Denver’s mouth crashed into mine, his bare skin so warm against my own. I gripped his face and his hands found my waist and clasped it.Denver pulled back again and I let out a bark of protest that choked off into a gasp as he gripped my legs and yanked me to the edge of the table, hooking my legs over his shoulders to rest on either side.My husband’s hand was pinning my hips to the table. And when his tongue found my cave, I reached up to grip the edge of the table, to hold tightly on






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