Casados Sin Mas Novels & Stories

After all, Massimo knew something Tyler didn't—though someone else had tricked Massimo, the Mafia King had only ever legally been married to one woman. "You better have proof if you're going to make any claim," Massimo replied coolly. "And if such a rumor arose, anyone could check my marriage information—it's a public record, after all. And that record will state I've only ever been married to one woman: Elena Vitale." Massimo placed his hand on the balcony door. He was not surprised Tyler still wouldn't let him have the last word. "It's strange to see you in love, Don Massimo," Tyler called after him. "But I wish all the best, and I hope the two of you don't get into too many fights. Nothin

“Get that away from me. I don't want anything from you.” Tears kept falling, blurring his face—that smug grin, those dark eyes raking over my naked body like I was meat. Cristian sighed, like I was being a stubborn kid. He set the spoon down and leaned back, crossing his arms. “Fine, starve if you want. But while you're at it, let me tell you what's been happening out there. I'm married now. To Marisol. Tied the knot yesterday. Big ceremony, the whole cartel showing up. Andrade was there too, the idiot.”

This continued until we graduated. Old Mrs. Langham found out about me and called me uncouth, which led to Ian refusing to return to the Langhams. He insisted on working part-time with me while we lived together in a rented basement, and we fell in love. Ian's migraine started when we were living together in that basement. I learned the art of massaging to help him soothe his migraine, and it worked miraculously on him. Ian used to say that this was the power of true love because the Langhams had hired the best doctors to treat him, but to no avail.

The master suite is just as elegant as the rest of the house with a king-sized bed, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean outside, and a bathroom with a freestanding tub large enough to drown in. Massimo strolls past me, tossing his sunglasses onto the dresser. “Problem?” “You know there’s a problem.” I answer in a clipped tone. He arches a brow at me. “The bed’s big enough for four people to share and I don’t snore. Hopefully, you don't as well. So what exactly is the issue?” “The issue is pretending that this is normal!” I gesture wildly between us. “I don’t know if you're aware but we’re not actually married, Massimo. We’re two strangers stuck in a contract, and now we're not onl

“Damien.” “Huh?” “Can I say something to you?” Damien stared at me for a while as if he was guessing what I would say next. “O-Of course.” I looked down as I started speaking. “Actually, Massimo married me, not because he loves me. We didn’t marry each other because we love each other.” “W-What?”

The same eyes I inherited from him. “If this is another lecture,” I said, slipping a hand into my pocket, “save it for later. I am busy at the moment.” He slid a newspaper across the desk. My face stared back at me with the bold headline.: BILLIONAIRE HEIR'S HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH THE MARRIED WOMAN. DOES NYC HEARTBREAKER GO AFTER MARRIED WOMEN TOO? I scoffed. What a joke. It was one meeting in a hotel lounge. As we walked out, she grabbed my arm for support. A photographer, conveniently positioned outside, captured the exact moment. One photograph was all it took to convince the whole city I had slept with the wife of our biggest business partner

After that mess, Marvin and Evelyn got even closer, and I was just the one who sped things up. They planned to attend the same college in the same city. However, weirdly, right after college, Marvin vanished for two years. I took that one chance, pulled out all the stops, and finally got Evelyn to notice me again. She even said yes when I asked her to marry me.

“I’ve ensured that Luca will never touch you again.” The air vanished from my lungs. “You’re lying.” He released me, and I stumbled back, legs weak. His grin widened, a predator savoring his kill. “Oh, I didn’t kill him,” he said mockingly. “No, no—that would’ve been too merciful. I’ve done something far worse.” My voice broke. “What did you do?” He leaned closer, his whisper slicing through the air. “He’ll be married to Casey in a matter of days. And they’ll be moving out of state with his pack right after the wedding.”

Viren angrily jerked her hand and said :” Don’t touch me , I hate you “. He come closer to her and said: “Listen carefully , according to contract I married you, but there is nowhere written on the contract that we have to live like husband and wife . So, Ms Anisha Mathur, I am not going to touch you ever. Mark my words, you have wasted your one crore rupees . You have signed your life the stupidest deal by marrying me" Anisha smile faintly and said :” You don’t need to take stress about my money , I am tired . I am going to change “. Saying this, she walked toward the mirror and started removing her jewelry. She removed her bangles , and started removing her pins . She got irritated with

She decided to speak up before Evangel did. " Clarissa May, Evangel's girlfriend, " she answered in a bold steady voice her eyes unwavering. " Is that so, " Trent turned to smile at the woman sickly. " So did Evangel tell you about our marriage contract, " he smirked at the woman. Clarissa rolled her eyes. If the guy was trying to anger her and sow discord between her and Evangel he has failed miserably. " Yeah, she did but as I understand the ink has not yet dried on the paper, " she returned his smirk with a smug one of her own.