Cartel Wifes Novels & Stories

But I think this was the first invented question of these minding-others-business people, which they do not want to leave to date. Till now the question is being used by them. No doubt it is ridiculous. I am feeling bitter after getting married and my mood is only getting spoiled as my ‘dear’ husband is squeezing my waist and flushing me close to himself every time a damn guy asks for a pose. I am pissed off. First, these heels are killing me, and second this man's grip on my waist.

And just like what he said, he didn't come home on the days that followed. Strange. But I felt weird living in his house. I was not expecting a normal married life with Nicholas. But I was half expecting we would try. Guess it will not happen. On Friday morning, while I'm busy scanning the daily business news, I stumbled upon an article that made my hands shake as I clicked on the title. 'Young CEO Nicholas Dela Vega to tie the knot with Hotel Heiress, Roxanne White.' I didn't bother reading it though as my mind panicked to call my Grandfather's assistant slash caregiver, Amanda.

Chris tried to hug Salina. "Don't listen to Kanaya, Salina. My cousin is a shameless woman. I don't even want to call her my cousin." "That's right, Salina. I did work in a brothel, but I was never touched by any man except my husband, Lucas Arkano Dinov," Kanaya said firmly. "What? Your husband's name is Lucas Arkano Dinov? Are you sure, Kanaya?" Freya asked in surprise. "Yes, he's my husband."

"Then who's your boss? I want to talk to them." Cole gave a crooked smile. "Can't do that. But Mr. Dawson, haven't you already met her?" Jared froze. "When?" Unis had been his top client for years. He'd only met a few project leads—never the real owner. Even Cole was a recent face. Cole's smirk sharpened. "Still not getting it? The CEO of Unis... is your soon-to-be ex-wife. Lucia." Silence. Alice laughed first. "Come on, Mr. Carter. Lucia? That broke nobody? She grew up on the streets. No way she owns anything, let alone a company."

"How useless do you have to be for your own wife to cheat on you?" I hung up. It was nothing but insults with her, and it always had been. She'd divorced my father for the same thing, yet she couldn't spare me an ounce of sympathy. I knew why. It was because she favored my younger sister, Megan Gallagher. Renee was a powerful woman in business and could hand Megan a cushy position whenever she pleased. My whole life, I'd bent over backward trying to make everyone happy. But this time, Mom was just going to have to be disappointed.

And he was gonna leave himself out of it, besides they had no idea Grey was him. “Or else what? You’re gonna kill me?” “Nah.” He waved a finger at his face. “I heard you have a pretty daughter, you know my wife left me, I need a replacement, a new plaything.” He laughed. Cartel sprung to his feet and hits his left hand on the table. “Don’t you dare touch her!” He barked. “I won’t just have her, but everything you owed. I’ll make them suffer. You know I would do that. Because I don’t give a damn about you. If you think I don’t have her, I could show you a shred of evidence, we did a few selfies.”

The door burst open without warning, and two cartel members stormed in, their faces serious as they looked straight at me. “Otto and the Vice Chancellor are dead. You’re needed at the cartel. Now.” A cold shiver rippled through me. My stomach twisted violently. Dead? Both of them? How? A great disbelief took over me. My breath came fast and shallow. Was this a setup? Was I being framed? Who would believe me? But there was no time to think. We had to go. Both cartel members led the way, the air thick with tension as we hurried away from Luca’s apartment. The streets were eerily quiet. Too quiet. Then…

If we have a daughter I will be terrified because with my luck she will have her mothers attitude. Jace called yesterday everything is quiet on their end like it is on ours. So no backlash from the cartel. If everything stays quiet then we will be good. Getting out of the gun trade was the best choice I could have made for the club. Some of the citizen wives are happier than we are. They don't know anything that happens in the club but they do know there was a possiblity the men would not come home.

But the turn out of the event shocked me. So Sofia’s parents own the Crow Cartel from the very beginning and it was even from her maternal side? Damn! I don’t know how I was supposed to feel with that knowledge. It was totally unbelievable that her parents who appeared like the world’s best parents and citizens were the most notorious beings yet to be known.

Evelyn repeated herself, letting go of his collar "If you don't sign those papers, I'll make you sign them forcefully," Alaric warned, pulling Evelyn closer by the waist. Evelyn stood her ground, determination burning in her eyes. "I won't let anyone trample on my dignity, Mr. Alaric Pritzker! I won't let people look down on me because my husband has another woman!" As the tension between them grew, Alaric's lips curled into a sarcastic smirk. "Did you mean sex when you said you loved me so much, Evelyn?"