Brian May Wife Novels & Stories

Controlled. --- The Moment I take it slowly. Not rushing. Not reacting. Because whatever this is— It already exists. My reaction won’t change that. --- The Article The headline hits first. Sharp. Calculated. Designed to pull attention. “CEO’s New Wife: From Assistant to Mrs. Cortez Overnight?” My fingers tighten slightly around the tablet. But my face remains still. I scroll. --- The Narrative Every line is written carefully. Not reckless. Not emotional. Strategic. Sources claim Anna Santos, previously an internal assistant, had close proximity to CEO Xavier Cortez prior to his sudden private marriage.

Each trip left expense records, each one included transfers to James. Serena and I got married six years ago. Ethan turned five this year, and Noah six. While I had thought we were building a future together, she had long since built another family. The phone vibrated again. Liam sent another message: [There’s one more thing, Mr. Drake. The night you had your heart surgery, Ms. Serena was with James for his birthday.] … I stared at the words, and the world around me fell silent. I remembered every detail of that night.

“It can't be. Please check again.” She typed again, checked again, and then looked at me with visible pity. “You are not legally married, ma’am.” “That’s impossible,” The room tilted violently as I whispered. “Check again.” “I already did, ma’am. I’m sorry.” Her expression softened. I couldn’t hear properly anymore. Everything sounded muffled like it was a million times away. Then she hesitated before speaking again. “The man is legally married, however.” “Yes, we’ve been married for ten years.” My blood turned to ice, but I forced the words out. The clerk looked at the screen, then back at me. “No ma’am, the man is married to a Diane Reeves not June Cross.”

She shouted. My eyes sparked and I rushed forward to slap her but Brian held me and pushed me back roughly. I gasped, backing against the wall. "How dare you!" I yelled at him. "Leave,Ava. I don't want to hurt you. Whatever we had in the past is long gone." Brian said. " I'm still your wife. We never had any divorce." "Good. No problem. I will get my lawyer we can get divorced. When do you want it to take place?" Brian asked, coming forward.

The moment a guard's hand touched Lisa's arm, she screamed without restraint, "Don't touch me! I'm Matthew Baker's wife! Who dares lay a hand on me?!" Now she remembered we used to be married.

Brian left the parlor and got to the hallway. He perceived that Valerie and the children would be with his mother and walked to her room. He knocked and waited for an answer. Charity, who was admiring the children, was distracted. She looked at the door and said, "Come in. The door is not locked." Brian opened the door and walked in. His mother's smiling face welcomed him and he felt fulfilled. "How did it go?" "I canceled the wedding," he said confidently.

"Hey, Claire, why have you been off work for so long? Are you okay?" "Oh yeah, I got into a little accident, but I’m doing better now." "That’s good to hear. Did you hear? The CEO is actually married, and no one knew about it." "The CEO is married?!" Her heart almost jumped out of her chest at the thought that she had been discovered. "Yes. I told you he’d never look at women like us. Turns out he’s married to Charlotte Briggs. Not like anyone didn’t know those two would end up together anyway."

Smile thin as a blade. “Lucas Harrington,” he greeted smoothly. “You look well.” Lucas didn’t return the smile. “Adrian Cole.” Amara felt the tension shift instantly. This was no rumor. This was history. Adrian’s gaze moved to her. Assessing. Calculating. “So this is the wife,” he said. “You do have a talent for unexpected decisions.” “Say what you want and leave her out of it,” Lucas said coldly. Adrian chuckled. “You always did overestimate your control.”

"You've got a week to prepare. Report to HQ next Wednesday." "Thank you, Mr. Fuller." I thanked him and left. By the time I got home, it was already 12:00 pm. As I looked at the empty room, my heart ached. When we first got married, Emma and I used to rush home for lunch together every day. But since Keegan joined her company, she'd often make up excuses not to come home. I tried to be understanding and took nutritious meals to her office. But when I got there, I saw her sitting next to Keegan, laughing and sharing a lunchbox.

Bryan, yes, I know Alex isn't your biological son, but does that wipe out everything I've done for you and your family? "All those years I worked myself to the bone. Do they suddenly mean nothing? Is it right to treat him harshly all these years just because he's not your biological son?" Everyone in the gallery nodded in agreement, murmuring support. "Bryan, even if Alex isn't yours, Hazel is still your wife." I raised my head, my face lined with age, tears streaming down. "You worked yourself to the bone? What did you actually do? I supported you, your lover, and your son! Have I not done enough?