Anthony Volpe Wife Novels & Stories

Anna stood slightly behind him, every instinct screaming to hide—but he reached for her hand again, pulled her beside him, and whispered just loud enough for her to hear. “Stand tall, kitten.” She nodded faintly. A reporter stood. “Mr. Esposito. Is it true? Are you married?” Sandro’s lips curled faintly. “I don’t make a habit of confirming rumors, but this one… yes. I am.” Gasps. Scribbles. Camera shutters clicked frantically. “To her?” Another reporter pointed at Anna. “Yes,” Sandro replied. “This is my wife. Marianna Esposito. Formerly Marianna Romano.”

He'd been like a complete lunatic. Fortunately, he didn't feel anything anymore. Nevertheless, random things kept making him think of Phoebe, and he hated that. Phoebe was Connor's ex-wife, and she belonged in the past. He hadn't wasted energy on her while they were married, so he definitely shouldn't be doing it now that they were divorced. Otherwise, she would be right—he'd just be pathetic. Anthony didn't press further. Right then, the door to the private room opened, and Vanessa walked in. "Sorry for being late. Traffic was a nightmare."

Dropping her cell phone on the sofa seat and throwing her head back, Giovana could hardly believe what she will read in the newspapers. Her face was stamped on various social media profiles as the former wife of billionaire Antony. Many of them gestured a betrayal on her part. That made Giovana’s blood boil.

I laugh to myself as I button my bra. Anthony was good in bed, but extremely unbearable outside of it. Our relationship was purely casual; we got together whenever I felt like being with a man, but deep down, he was in love with my bratty niece. I can't deny she inherited the Parker family women's beauty. "She has a heart, unlike you, Alana," he says, crossing his arms in anger.

He knew nothing about my suffering. Because he didn’t want to know. The butler hesitated, then ventured, “Don Anthony, are we going to pick up your wife later? Should I make preparations in advance?” Anthony replied casually, “Push it to this afternoon. I have a meeting with the Corleone family about the docks this morning.” The butler nodded in acknowledgement. “Then I’ll have the car ready to take your wife to the hospital.” Evelyn thought for a moment and leaned closer. “Anthony, let me go with you to get Amelia. I want to apologize to her in person for the trouble I’ve caused these past few days.”

Groddy introduced a mature man like himself to Natallie who was enjoying a piece of cake on a small plate. The girl just smiled faintly, her head turned towards Anthony as a form of their brief introduction. "I didn't think you could have a child as beautiful as Natallie.That woman must have a beauty that is much more seductive than your current wife." Anthony said, he gave a small tease to his friend. Anthony had never seen a female figure in Groddy's past who came back to Switzerland.The big incident in the wedding room had ended when he came to congratulate the wedding.However, from many people's stories, Anthony heard that the woman's name was Sehrize.

I couldn't stop. I fucked him until his legs shook. Until his voice gave out. Until I felt my own release building low and hot. I pulled out just in time and came all over his ass. White stripes against his flushed skin. Then I spanked him one last time and stepped back. He collapsed onto the couch, breathing hard, trembling against the armrest. I reached for my pants, but the news anchor stopped me cold. “Breaking news. Weston Group CEO Xavier Weston and his new wife, Aria Weston, have announced their upcoming honeymoon in Milan, Italy. The couple…”

The noise was like an attack, a huge wave of opinion breaking forward to sweep Maddison up in it. "Is that... Carter?" a woman's sharp, mean voice cut into the chaos by the balcony door. It was Henderson's wife, the woman in the sequined evening dress, and unsurprisingly her face carried a look of shock. "I told you so," her husband, a board member, shouted next to her, his voice somewhat rough from scotch. "I knew he had an eye for... RAW TALENT." He laughed loudly, the sound wet and nasty. CLICK.

Tears poured down my face, this was some kind of weird dream. My chest tightened. It couldn’t be the same Tonia I knew. No. It couldn’t be her. I would bet everything I had—it just couldn’t be. But my fingers kept scrolling. The image was right there. And each image felt like a dagger. “My man and I.” “Saying yes to you is everything.” “A day with my husband.” Then came the one that knocked the breath out of me: Tonia Marcus wed Alexander Grey. Hell no. It had to be a coincidence. Just someone with the same name. It couldn’t be them.

“Tell me the truth, Katniss. Please… tell me this isn’t what it looks like.” “James, please. Go away. I don’t want any more trouble,” she said. “Just answer my question. You know what I want, Katniss.” She struggled to swallow, clearly nervous. “Yes, I’m married to him, James. And everything you’ve seen in the media, it’s true. I’m officially Ethan Corleone’s wife now. And you…” She pushed my hand away. Her confused and sad expression immediately turned cold. “You shouldn’t have touched me like that. You need to know your limits,” she said sharply.