Big Chief Ex Wife Novels & Stories

How fucking big was it, anyway? Now she understood why her puny dicked Ex wouldn't let her take Gio shopping for school clothes while they were married. He knew she'd have stripped Gio and fucked him senseless in the dressing room after just one glimpse of the big thick juicy cock. Well Fuck the asshole. He got caught with his pencil dick in his secretary and left them. He left Gio, Fiona, and Cecilia and by God, she deserved to feel that fucking oversized pussy piston in her needy hole, and she would before the week was out. She slowly slipped away to check on dinner, no sense burning her food just because her plans had changed. She looked at the snapshot of her son's big dick spraying cum

“Keep your voice down you stupid idiot.” “How do you expect me to? Last I checked you had been married to Ariadne, a simple, caring, innocent and beautiful girl from a country side orphanage, and now you’re telling me your ex wife is Alexandra Grey. The Eldest daughter of the Grey family who’d magically resurfaced after many years of disappearance? Come on buddy, now’s not the time to play silly pranks.” Hearing another man praise his ex wife like that had Lucien’s gaze darkening.

She wasn’t going to leave this room until I had answers. I studied her closely. For two years, I’d given her a black card—a limitless resource she never used. Not once had there been a charge, a withdrawal, nothing. She was a stay-at-home wife, with no visible income of her own. And now, she shows up with $10 million in cash?

, Every thing went super smoothly and we got more than twenty shares and investors . Bad? My body hurts like hell. I can't believe she had hit that hard though on top my own thing. I wonder what the benefit of the gaming every weekend pays for. It's been hurting since yesterday. I need to punish her and hard for causing me so much pain. Sish that girl is one psychopath. The only thing I find funny is how I feel all giddy and happy when I think of her considering we have just met.

It said Riley on it. - Is this all? - Bruce asked - Yes sir, all the information about your wife. Tom said - Is there something interesting I should know? He asked him - She was engaged with Erick Marshall, from Chicago. But she left him for you. I can not know if she found out that he was cheating her with her stepsister and that is why she left him. Tom said. - With her stepsister? - Bruce was surprised - Yes sir. There are a few photos of them, of her family... Tom spoke

"She's currently attending a board meeting." A what? I frowned. For a moment, I wondered if I'd heard her correctly. "A board meeting?" "Yes." "What board meeting?" Greta looked surprised. Actually surprised. "You don't know?" I blinked. "Know what?" The woman adjusted her glasses. A smug smile slowly stretched across her face. And suddenly I didn't like where this conversation was going. Not one bit. Greta tilted her head. "Haven't you heard, Mr. Lockwood?" I frowned harder. "Heard what?" Her smile widened. "Your ex-wife is now a CEO."

I look at him, shocked; Big King, Doc, and King rush out, and I hear Big King swear before they disappear into the same room Big King was just in. “Who was that?” I look at Queenie, and she gives me a small, sad smile. “That would be Skylar. King, Caleb and Ebony’s mum. Big King’s ex-wife. She has come a few times since Caleb came back. No idea what the deal with that is, though.” She points toward the door. All I can do is nod. I’m not sure why I feel threatened, but I do. “Hey, that isn’t going to happen, you know. She left, packed her stuff and left the kids here. Whatever she and Big King had, it’s gone.” She smiles and hugs me.

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.

"So, I'll tell you. Mr. Russo is my ex-husband. And Mrs. Russo, is his current wife." Renee's eyes widened. Her expression changed from disbelief to shock, like she couldn't believe what I'd told her. I shrugged and laughed at her reaction. "Yup. I *used* to be married to one of the wealthiest and most powerful CEOs in this region. Funny how life works out sometimes, doesn't it?"

"I feel great. I’ve put in a lot of work, and I’m here to keep my title." Another reporter directed his question at Kris. "Kris, we don't see your wife, Karen Miller. Is there any particular reason she couldn't make it?" Kris had always been irritated by how inquisitive these reporters were, and this time was no different. "It's personal," he answered in a tone that wasn't exactly hostile but wasn't welcoming either. The reporter seemed unfazed. "Interestingly, the two top names on everyone's lips are your mother and your ex-wife, Thalassa Thompson. I assume you're rooting for your mother to win the award. Do you think she can?"