Athing Mu Fiance Novels & Stories

“You are fucking him? Katherine’s fiance. Are you forgetting who his mother is? She has your Amber. 'We got into this deal to save Amber, and now you are fucking her son?’ he asks me. I don't say a word. For the first time I can't say anything. Somehow, I got lost in ecstasy, and I forgot that Amber was with his mum. I forgot that I was supposed to have a mafia marriage next week.

“And as if that wasn’t enough humiliation, the Moon Goddess decided to humiliate me more by giving me Alpha Bran—my Pack Alpha—as a mate.” I let out a frustrated breath as the memories rushed in. “I saw the rejection in his eyes, and I didn’t wait for him to say it. Instead, I stopped him from speaking. He did reject me, though, but not formally. He saved us both from the pain. So I left.” A faint smile appears on my lips. “Of course, not before giving them all a middle finger.” A brief silence follows. Then, suddenly, they all burst into laughter. Real laughter that almost gets some of them spilling tears.

“Which do you prefer? Lying in bed while my nephew makes love to you or feeling my cock stretch you open?” Eveline found her tongue as a wave of anger poured through her. “You—” she stuttered, but her voice was clear. She hated the word “fiancé,” but she wasn’t going to tell this arrogant, narcissistic man that his nephew had been screwing his colleague on the night that was supposed to be their engagement dinner. As far as she was concerned, they were cut from the same cloth.

His eyes were dark, dark chestnut hair, tanned skin, tall and fit. I glanced at the door. Ladies room. I reread it. "Ma'am, I need to talk to my fiance." I opened the door wide and sauntered in, "It's okay." I began to wash my sleeve with water. I could smell a strange disgusting smell. How could Mini down it her throat? "Yes, baby. I'll be there on time. I'm taking the flight tomorrow." I heard him. I rubbed the soap on it to get rid of the smell and washed it under the water again.

“She can’t marry that Prince!” “Is she promised to another man?” Nami questioned. “Me!” Hunter, Cedric and I said together. “Me.” I stated. “She’s my girlfriend and we’re getting married.” “Well, then let’s go ruin Prince Mako’s day!” Irvetta smiled. “Um, I can’t swim.” Cedric muttered. “I’ll drown.” “That’s okay hun,” Nami assured him. “That’s what gills are for.” “Gills?” I questioned.

I take it and even though I know he must be exhausted, Tate frowns at the interaction. “Hey, that reminds me. Alpha Liam said you’re engaged. I’m assuming it’s to this guy that you haven’t introduced us to yet,” Meadow says. “Oh my gosh! I totally forgot you don’t know Xander. Meadow, Tate, this is Alpha Alexander and yes, he’s my mate and fiancé,” I say, flahsing my ring to Meadow who begins to ohh and ahh over it. “Mate?” Tate asks. “Yes, it’s basically the same as being her husband, only a much stronger bond,” Xander explains.

A special mindlink exclusive to fated mates. "Then I will not stand on ceremony, alpha." Athena giggled as she covered the distance. Before getting on the huge wolf's back, she placed a tender kiss on his nuzzle and the huge wolf, purred in ecstasy. Right there, Flameheart knew that with his human mate by his side, no task or responsibility would faze him.

Alexander By evening, the story was everywhere. I watched it from my study with the television on mute, the closed captions running across the bottom of the screen while three different channels cycled through the same photographs. The engagement party image that had already been circulating all day. A photograph of my casino that someone had pulled from a stock archive. A school photograph of David that was at least five years old and made him look younger and more sympathetic than he had any right to appear. Billionaire Mafia Don Marries Son's Fiancée.

"Two weeks they've been fighting. And in those two weeks, we've been living together, out in the open. He told me I give him a kind of passion he's never felt. His girlfriend only knows how to chase money. She's nothing like the woman he used to love." The comment section was already going off. "She's about to get married and you're the side piece bragging about it?" "Shameless." "If you two can't keep your hands off each other, just make the scumbag dump her. Stop ruining a good woman's life." A low hum filled my head. The past came rushing back all at once. A mentor at work. Two weeks of silence. A fiancée abandoned in the rain on their anniversary. Every detail lined up with me and Ryan.

"A junior partner at a hedge fund? Sweetie, my husband is a managing director. We practically own the building your little apartment is in. Who is your quiet friend anyway? Some low-tier mistress trying to hide a bastard bump in a dead man's t-shirt?" Lila watched from her mat, her eyes narrowing slightly, a dangerous, razor-sharp edge finally entering her stillness as the insult hung in the warm air of the room. Sophie let out a harsh, incredulous laugh, her temper completely snapping as she saw the sheer, unprovoked ugliness of the attack.