Carl Azuz Wife Novels & Stories

Stretching across the bed feeling for my husband, only to find the bed empty. I flicked my eyes open and noticed he wasn't in the room. Where the hell is he? I ask myself, I hate how he has to get up so early just to go to work and have less time for me and Cassie. Carlos and I have been together for seven years but married for five years. We have a daughter Cassie Martinez, she is four years old. My husband is Mexican, with black straight hair, sexy,firm body and very handsome with his brown eyes. I am African American, I have dark complexion but smooth and cool skin,my hair is black mix with brown but I wear tracks to keep it bouncy.

He looks expensive. "Yeah, I see him." I say "Well, that's my husband. We had a fight at home, and now he's trying to make me jealous." "Is this a thing now? Like a trend for couples?" I ask, unable to wrap my head around it. "Oh, no, not at all. We just happened to be with weird partners." She says easily and laughs. "My name is Carol." She says, observing me. "What's your name?" "Uhh... My name is Barry" I respond, trying not to tear my attention from Violet.

"I don't see what's making you so angry? Well... I have to tell Rodriguez I won't be at work tomorrow." *** "Where were you?" Rodriguez heard his wife quizzed him Immediately he got in. "What do you mean?" He played dumb. "I mean, you came early than expected. Are you ok?" "Of course I am. The deal just closed early." She almost choked heating him say the 'deal' like it was some casual manner. It took every bit of her not to reveal to him what she knew. She was living with a cold-blooded murderer and she had no idea, it was absolutely chilling.

******** Inside a luxury villa,Felipe sat in front of his desk in the study, his narrow eyes looking at the butler on the side. "Did you find out everything about her?” The housekeeper nodded, his tone a little deep, "That girl,her name is Andrea Aguero Munoz,Sebastian Munoz’s wife,she came to Buenos Aires from the countryside a month ago." Felipe was unimpressed, a smile on his face, "She’s married?Damn it!" The housekeeper spoke somewhat helplessly from the side, "Sebastian Munoz is not to be messed with, there are many other beautiful women in this world,you should not get involved with her."

King asked taking his hot gzae back to Elena who was still shocked that Carl had announced her as his wife. "She doesn't belong to Ciro, he can go to hell for all I care" Carl declared. "But what do you see in this low life gold digging bitch?" Priscilla asked, causing Elena to look up at her. She had barely a conversation with the woman, and she already hated her guts. "Mother, I haven't disrespected you before, and clearly I don't want to start now. Elena isn't worth the insult you just poured out" Carl remarked. "Oh!! Please don't give me that talk Carl, you are my husband's nephew and clearly I see you have been puppy charmed by this bitch" Priscilla spatted out causing Elena to once aga

Montez helped their business recover by investing in it. They talked and seemed close with each other. They walked in my direction, and I smiled at them. “Well, I won’t be surprised by your wife’s beauty. Hi, darling, I’m Carla Goa, Lucian’s business partner. You didn’t even mention to me that you’re already married to Lucian,” Mrs. Goa said. I stood up to shake her hand, but she grabbed me and hugged me tight. “I’m over the moon that you’re already married to Lucian, to this gorgeous lady. I hope he’s not giving you a hard time, darling.” We both chuckled.

Nathan looked at Antonio straight on, and the other man just nodded in agreement as if he knew whatever he was thinking. But Nathan shook his head firmly. "No, no, no. We can't divulge the identity of Carl's wife," he refused. "She'll be vetted, and it could be that... the business she's running...," "Now you understand, right?" If it wasn't for this difficult situation, Nathan would have gone to Carl's house and apologized to his wife for letting the man die so easily. Carl's death had left him with mixed feelings, as Nathan and Flo were the last people to be with Carl before the horrific event.

I now walked as Ana Cassilas, wife of Hugo Maximiliano Cassilas, a title that sounds lovely on party invitations but hides many snares in reality. My new life began with a fanfare. The media hailed us as a golden couple, the emblem of modern love and the cause of global heartbreak hashtags in every caption. Behind the smiles I offered to cameras, I still ran the company my father entrusted to me. I remained Ana Horrison, standing on my own, not merely an extension of my husband’s name.

"Married? He has a wife?" "Yes!" her father confirmed, his eyes blazing with the finality of his words. "To whom?" Carlota asked, her voice a mere breath, desperately seeking answers amidst her confusion. "To your cousin, Eloisa," her father revealed, his words cutting through the air like a dagger. "What!" Carlota's reaction was explosive, her face a mask of shock and incredulity, her jaw clenched tightly in a mix of rage and frustration. Jealousy surged through her veins, consuming her as she realized Eloisa had once again outdone her.

I know what this woman is trying to do. Aaron suddenly lifted my chin with his hands " I know all of this things before I decided to marry her, I am in love with her and I guess my love has erased all the flaws. I love you Hazel Carter" he said and suddenly kissed me