Novel & Cerita Amy Koffsky Husband

Despite being married, he openly went out with his male lover, leaving Kisty, his newlywed wife, alone at home with no companionship. Unwilling to accept this, she sought out her lover outside. They maintained their separate lives like this for several years. Unfortunately, two years ago, Nathan Tampor's family discovered their affair. Additionally, when his grandfather passed away a few years before, the family's assets were divided. Consequently, the Tampor family no longer cared about Kisty, and the family's patriarch explicitly warned her not to do anything that would embarrass the family. He even pressured her partner, eventually leading to their separation.

"Well, you're looking wonderful. Let me have you meet my husband Bob. He's into medical supplies.” "I'd like to, but I just spotted someone I have to say hi to," Maddison lied easily, flashing her a brief, sorry smile before melting away. The small talk, the updates on her life; it was all noise from a distant radio station, and her attention was a pinpoint of light in all that noise, searching for the source of one certain darkness. Her search ended across a crowded room when she saw him. Yes, she saw the devil himself dressed in a suit. TYLER COOK

“What do you want?” “What do I want?” Kofi let out a dry, harsh laugh. He pulled out his phone and held the screen in front of my face. The front page of the city sports section showed the picture from the kiss, big bold headlines about a secret six-year romance. “The league is all over this, El. Yesterday, we were fighting hard against the Kings. You were slashing Wolfe’s wrists in the third. And today? You’re married to him? Sharing his penthouse?” “It’s private,” I said, my voice cold and empty. “I don’t owe the team an explanation about my personal life.”

"Are you into threesomes?" My soon to be husband asked me on our first date. I was mid-way through my cocktail and it immediately went down the wrong pipe. I broke into a cough, scrambling for anything to relief the choking. I didn't know which was worse, the question or the fact that I would be marrying a man I just met, in three days. The bastard sat across from me in his tailored suit, one leg crossed over the other, unmoving. He had his elbow on the table between us and his temple leaning against his index finger while his ice blue eyes stared into my soul.

“Elle—” “No.” I placed my hands flat on the desk and leaned in until my face hovered just inches from his. “Not tonight. I’m done sharing my husband with contracts and board members. I don’t want Raymond the CEO. I want Raymond, my husband.” His lips twitched into a smirk, then softened into something hungrier. Slowly, he rose from his chair, towering over me with that commanding presence that still made my knees weak. “Yes, ma’am,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. In one swift move, he scooped me into his arms.

Benedict takes a napkin and wipes the coffee stains on his jacket caused by the folder hitting his cup, without the mood to respond to his wife's complaint. "I can't bear it anymore, you will never forget her. This obsession of yours with her has gone too far, I want to go home." Pamela walks over to the couch where she sits to alleviate the pain in her back. When she found the folder this morning among her husband's things, she couldn't believe what it said. "You can leave whenever you want," he says dryly but in a low tone. "No one forced you to come with me, or to get involved in things that are none of your business."

Yet, looking at their faces, I notices that some of them still thought that I was bluffing. I stepped closer to Mr. Cooper and smiled devilishly. "Everyone has their own addiction, don't we? Mine is coffee, but yours, Mr. Cooper, apparently is gambling. It might not look good for the shareholders if they found out that their Chief Financial Officer is on the verge of personal bankruptcy." As I watched him gasp and seal his lips, I moved closer to Mr. Hill and said, lowering my voice, "Many married couples have their problems. My husband and I don't have them, but it seems that our COO does. I only wonder if your wife knows that you are in an intimate relationship with your secretary... I don

"Oh no, I'm good. I'm not hungry." "What do you mean you're not hungry? Your husband gave us his card to do as we please, and now you're saying you're not hungry? You can get anything you want." "Husband? What's going on?" "I got married," Alice smiled. "You got married? When? To who? Do I know him?" "Yes. You may know him. Travis Osborne. It's been a few months, but it's been the best few months of my life." "Wait. That Travis Osborne? That CEO that was featured in Worbes or something?"

Where on Earth did they get these pictures from? Even the ones with me and Wesley in that amusement park few days ago. How did they.... How did they get their hands on these?! "Oh god. There's so much more Kaitlyn." Louis who held out her phone to me said. I took her phone and started reading the headlines. Wesley Cooper is married? Wesley Cooper is married to his female bodyguard? World scandal? Multi-billionaire was actually blackmailed to get married to his female bodyguard! Female bodyguard and billionaire Playboy are actually married!

“This is an insider info so you better keep your mouth shut. I heard her husband wanted a divorce.” Adrianna Meyer? I secretly took out my phone and typed her name. Her bio immediately appeared at the front page. It said that she was a top news anchor at CSB News. Her husband was Christopher Jackson, the CEO of CSB, and he was british man. “I heard from someone that Adam seems to be the reason for the divorce issue,” Kristine added. Wait, what? Did she say Adam? Chase sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. “I know nothing about that.”