Amber Riley Husband Novels & Stories

Xavier on the other hand was eager to know what the update is all about and why his sudden change of mood. Ryan! What's up? “I found her,” he said quietly. “She is Nichole Raymond. A twenty-six year old lady who was married, but….” Xavier lifted his head. “Married?” “Yeah.” Ryan pulled out his phone, scrolling through screenshots and clippings. “She is married to this guy Raymond Hollis. A real estate mogul who is perfect, rich, connected and with clean records on papers, but behind closed doors…. it is a different story.”

I had arranged for the wine to be flown in while Amber was still in the hospital, anticipating this moment. Ryan was so stunned that he almost dropped his lighter. He recovered quickly, a knowing look crossing his face. "Well, this changes things for me," he said, taking a long drag. "If you're no longer available as my excuse to avoid mating, my family will double their pressure." "Keep it to yourself for now," I warned. "This stays between us." Ryan nodded, then leaned forward with a smirk. "It's Amber Chase, isn't it?" I didn't confirm or deny, but my silence was answer enough.

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

The poor guy was giving an assuring smile to Krishika but little did he know how fatal this smile was going to be for him. To know more, stay connected with the story," My Husband Is A Billionaire Son-in-law" *********************************** Like, share and vote.

Adrian lifted a finger, adding, “How dare your fans compare you to me?!” “Adrian, come on. We all know those are all gossip,” Riley first reacted. “It’s funny!” “And, besides, Uncle, you did ask me to take Aunt out,” Taylor pointed out. Adrian pointed to himself, saying, “So, it’s my fault now? Did I put those words into your fans’ mouths? I want this clarified immediately! The important thing to announce is that Riley is still married to me! I am her one and only husband, and you—you are just my daughter’s boyfriend!”

He said as if to remind her. "I'm sorry my staff probably wasn't able to locate where to send the invites, they probably didn't think you'll be interested to go. My apologies." She said. "No problem." He replied but his gaze is lock with the man on her side who holds her protectively. " Honey this is Mr. Harvey, Robert Harvey that is., a friend of mother. Mr Harvey this is my husband Tristan Hewitt." The two man lock eyes on each other. One a little bit older, another two decades younger but both have strong personality. Both are successful in their chosen field, both are good looking that are being chased and desired by women.

He reached for his phone in his pants pocket and dialed a number. "Hello?" Amber's voice came through on the other end, mixed with the bustling noise of kitchen utensils. "It's Gerald," Gerald said flatly. "Gerald?" The girl sounded surprised. Oh, Gerald forgot they hadn't officially met. "I'm Ariana's husband." "Oh, right. The impromptu husband. Yes, what is it? Are you the one who has been asking about Ariana without mentioning a name?" Amber asked. Gerald didn't even intend to answer that.

"She hasn't signed it yet?" That second voice belonged to her husband. Victor. The ruthless billionaire her uncle had practically gift-wrapped and handed her to eleven months ago. "She will," Arthur chuckled, the sound of ice clinking against a glass echoing in the quiet house. "Emily is a good girl. She still thinks this marriage is a business merger to save Hart Enterprises. She actually believes that once the restructuring is done, she’ll step into her father's old seat as CEO." Victor let out a dry, humorless laugh. "A CEO? She’s a placeholder, Arthur. The moment the clock strikes midnight and the marriage reaches the one-year mark tomorrow, the legal transition goes through automaticall

I shout, “Come on, do it. Hit me! ” Conor pauses. My eyes flicker to the lights of the manor behind us. I see one of Conor’s bodyguards walking towards us. “Sir?” The man calls, “Is everything all right?” Conor releases me but keeps glaring at me. “Yes, Ethan,” He tells his bodyguard without looking at him. “My wife and I just had a small argument, didn’t we, honey?” I hold his eyes. “Yes. We… yes. “ “Everything’s fine. You are free,”