Anthony Volpe Wife Novels & Stories

"I am Destiny Carter De Niro, Stefano's wife and sister- in-law to Alessandro but we are more of best friends." Holy shit! I was talking with the most powerful woman in the Italy,wife of Capo Stefano. My breath caught in my throat.It wasn't good if she tells her husband about my cold greetings . "Look at me, Aitana."She again smiled tenderly at me resting her fingers under my chin and tilting my face in an angle from where we could face each other. I took in her facial features. Undoubtedly, she was one of the prettiest women with a regal looking aura around her but mostly she reflected gentleness.

Anthony smiles, squeezing my arm as if to go along with what he is about to say, “Violet is a beautiful woman, so of course, I decided to ask about her when I caught a glimpse of her on the news. She is a little difficult to find due to her mastery in avoiding the paparazzi but I just knew she was the one for me. She is hard working and has a kind heart, making me realize that she was the only one I would marry.” I look at Anthony in amazement, just wondering how much of me he actually knew about. Did he do his homework or is this just common knowledge from the public. A camera flash snaps me out of my thoughts and I look to the reporter. “Well,” I start, clearing my throat before continuing

Elena’s face contorted. “I don’t usually put my private life on display,” Anthony continued, his voice shaking with suppressed rage. “But if you want the truth, here it is: this woman used to be my wife. We divorced years ago. She’s stayed in the past because she’s delusional. She doesn't love me; she just wants me depressed, frustrated, and miserable. Now that I’ve finally found happiness, she’s back to try and tear it down.” He stepped closer to Elena, his eyes dark. “You’ve shown everyone exactly how disgusting you are. This is the last time you ever set foot in this building. Bella!”

Anthony stands up from his position on the couch. He gazes down at me warmly as I reach where he's standing. I shift my gaze from him to his mom who also stands. Her hair, just like Anthony's is brown hair but hers is shiny and wavy as it flows elegantly down her back. She's dressed in white fine knit sweater dress with wedge sandals, making me feel a little overdressed. "Mom, this is Olivia Ha..." He trails off then clears his throat before continuing "well, my wife, Olivia. Olivia, my mother Harriette Mc.guire"

Amora’s thoughts were racing as she remembered Antonio and Vittoria, locked in an embrace. She was sitting in the car seat and she was uncomfortable. The uneasiness she felt made her unable to relax. She unlocked her phone and scrolled through her messages, anxiously. No new notifications. “He hasn’t called me,” she thought. “Is he still with his wife?” She pulled up I*******m, and their latest photos had already been shared hundreds of times. ANTONIO'S SPOUSE SPARKLES MORE SPLENDID THAN JEWEL, MARRIAGE IS SWEET WHEN YOU SEE IT FROM THE RIGHT POINT.

Outfit and Cosa Nostra’s alliance was a huge deal in the entirety of America, and the bond was being held by Adonis Vitale’s wife. Arabella spoke, “It’s been a month since their wedding and everyone’s still talking about what a good pair Adonis Vitale and his wife make.” My insides curled. I shouldn’t have been sad at my engagement party, but there was no denying the pain I felt. “Are you trying to make me jealous?” “I’m trying to make you realise that there’s no chance of anything happening between you and him.” She went on, “He’s a married man now. Has been for the past eight years.”

“I knew you weren’t dead. I knew it. I finally found you.” He looked at her like a man standing in front of a miracle. “Elena,” he said, “come home with me.” She pulled against his hands and stepped back. “Boss Vitale,” she said coldly, “you already have another woman in your house. Why are you here?” He stared at her. “What other woman?” he said at once. “I have only ever had one wife.” Her laugh was quiet and sharp. “Have you forgotten so quickly?” she said. “Sophia. The widow you took into your bed. The woman carrying your child.”

His Talk Show was interesting to watch, he wasn’t scared to tackle difficult topics. He greeted Mark with a smile and thanked him for taking the time to come to the Talk Show. “Mr Mark Anthony is the son of the business Tycoon Mr Timothy Anthony. Please tell us about yourself, Mr Anthony.” Mark smiled and replied, “My name is Mark Anthony, I am married to the most beautiful girl in the world, she is my life. We are pregnant with twins. I have two brothers and one lovely sister.” Edwin Green laughed and said, “I think Mr Anthony has exaggerated his wife’s beauty because beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. How did you meet your beautiful wife?”

“ I am carrying your child, so I think there is something between us, whether you choose to accept it or not ” Chloe sips through the glass of wine again, this time she was trying to contain the rage building inside of her. In the past, when she started working at Colton's Fashion, she did a lot of research about Carter and his marital life, girlfriend, and previous girlfriends. But nothing popped out, it was like he was never in a relationship before. But now, he was sitting right in front of them and proudly telling her he was married, Although Chloe felt jealous, she still felt like it was a decoy to get her to back it out.

"I really can't say no Nathan... You helped me and without you, I would have never been here. I'll help you." Nathan swore he heard his wife shrieked. He ignored it since it eas only the concern of a loving wife. She saw the rational, even if she wouldn't say it. "Thanks for taking care of my mother. How's she coping?" "Frankly, she's been withdrawn. She hits well but you know... She hardly talks and she spends a lot of her time upstairs." Rodriguez's wife stated. Nathan momentarily doubted who made his drink. "But she made this right?" He asked, raising his drink high for her to see what he was talking about.