Novel & Cerita Bishop Don Magic Juan Wife

Helia asked, frowning. "As per sir Santi, she's our boss's wife," the employee replied, shocking Helia and the guard. "She's Joaquin's what?!" "Wife. The woman he married. That's me," Manuela said, entering and following the employee to Uno's office, leaving Helia speechless.

It seemed to me that I was wrong, very wrong too. “This, my beloved wife, is how we celebrate a Capo dei Capi’s wife. While our marriage is not the most ideal, we still have our ways before constituting the marriage.” Diablo said, making my eyes widen in surprise. He looked at me and smirked before looking at his parents from a distance. “At least, that is what they’re going to believe.”

Lejandro shouted. "S-Son!—" "Mama, leave!" he shouted again, cutting off whatever the Doña was about to say. But Doña Donita refused to leave without saying what she needed to. "SON! Listen to meeee! It’s okay if you push me away. But you have to know that I am with the real Elijah Juarez right now! I met him earlier outside Doque Hospital, and I helped Elijah—your real husband—escape from his father’s men!" "What are you saying? Is that true?!"

Her hands folded with calm precision in her lap. “He’s not even one of us,” Juan continued, pacing now. “And yet Father shields him. And he is now elevating him. Like he’s the one holding the name. Like he’s the heir-” “Enough,” Madam Rossi said, quiet but ice-cold. Juan stopped. He turned to her, incredulous. “You agree with this? You approve of the way Father is letting him sit at our table as if he belongs?” Her stare narrowed, a slow and measured venom sharpening her words. “He belongs because he is Maria’s husband. Because she is my granddaughter. And that means... he is family now.”

I held him through the night terrors, wiped the blood from his hands, sat with him in silence when the world felt like it was closing in. With me by his side, Luca crawled out of hell. His voice came back rough, gravelly, permanently scarred. And it took him only one year to hunt down every traitor in the family, to take his rightful place as Don of the Vitali Family, the unchallenged Capo dei Capi of the Sicilian underworld. I was the one he kissed, touched, loved in the dead of night, when the world outside didn’t exist. But never in my worst nightmares did I imagine that the first thing he’d do, once he held all the power, was sign a legally binding marriage contract with the woman who’d

I blinked my eyes as a code to send them in. "Who says Rio owns this company?" Asked aunt Jane, uncle Rio's first wife, wallowing in, followed by Mr Ridwan Singgih, our lawyer. The woman sitting in front of me started in shock at aunt Jane's speech. "Who are you? Why don't you just go along with it if you don't know what's going on?!" She furiously snapped at aunty Jane. "I am Janetta Theresia's first wife and lawful wife of Mario Vivaldi Chow." Answer aunt Jane while standing next to me.

Everyone immediately raised their glasses to him, but he strode straight toward Debra. "Let's go home," Juan said, his tone brooking no argument. Debra didn't even look at him. Earlier, almost everyone saw Juan leave with Shelia. Now he was back to take her away. This would make her look like a fool. Jordan sneered, "Why should she listen to you? Don't you think you're too overbearing?" Juan glanced at Jordan impassively and said, "Debra is my wife. If she doesn't go home with me, should she go home with you?"

“Pardon me, but could you be related to the Atlas Agavos or a family member of his?” “Oh, yes, I am actually Dion Agavos’ wife.” Hearing that statement, Jean was a little confused and skeptical. He was certain that Dion Agavos was still single and even if he got married, there was no way he wouldn’t be invited. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know he has a wife. When did you get married?” He asked.

He then looked at Brian evenly and said, "You've lost." It was as if he were saying, "I'm not interested." Brian's gaze turned icy. "You'd give up power and money all for a woman?" James rose to his feet, his eyes fixed on Brian's sallow ones. "Where is my wife?" he asked. "Your wife? Or should I say Mrs. Gray?" Brian sneered. "She's probably already left with Mr. Gray by now." The bishop slipped from James' fingers and clattered onto the chessboard, leaving the entire game in ruins. He turned to leave, but a sudden wave of dizziness struck him, leaving him unable to stay upright.

“Why not? Do you not know how?” Julian crouches down in front of him, his face a mix of anger and something else. “Listen, Bianca has had a really bad day. Can you please try not to make it any worse?” “What happened to her?” Javier asks. “Did someone rob her?” It is funny, because that is almost exactly what it feels like. But Julian says, “She is leaving her husband.” The old man’s eyebrows shoot up toward his hairline. He makes a clicking sound with his tongue. “Cruz, you are seeing a married woman?” He shakes his head. “Why do you always pick the ones who will destroy you?”