Novel & Cerita Christian Historical Fiction Romance

They were not about to go into an argument because it always seemed like the order of the day with the both of them. "I wasn't speaking to you." Christian retorted. "You should not poke your nose into what doesn't concern you." He added. Bernard laughed at his face. "You always fail to remember that there's no romantic relationship whatsoever between Belle and yourself, there's no need to pretend around me, Christian." Bernard replied. "Whether we have a romantic relationship or not, she's my wife." Christian said to him and to my surprise took my left hand and raised it up. "She's wearing my ring, Bernard and not yours. Maybe you need to remember that."

"It's pathetic. That little bombshell I dropped worked like a charm...Bernice must absolutely loathe them now." Pride and lust surged through me at her words. My devious minx, so brilliant at stirring up chaos. I captured her lips in a searing kiss, my tongue delving into her mouth to claim her thoroughly. She moaned into me, her fingers sinking into my hair. "That's my clever girl," I purred, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples into stiff peaks. "And what about our other problem, that meddlesome Christian?" That damned Christian, always circling Bernice like a lovelorn puppy. The way he looked at her made me want to gouge his eyes out.

This time, it wasn’t in her head. She smiled at him shyly before standing up to go back inside the church. “Hey!” he said as if he was not about to miss an opportunity presented to him on a platter of gold. “I’m Ronnie by the way,” he said. “Can I get your phone number so i can at least text you?” “I’d really love to see your beautiful face again. Well, you know, outside the church premises of course”. Belle was so sure she felt her heart do a flipper.

My chest tightened. “How could you fall in love with the woman whose father you put in prison?” she whispered. “How could you let her fall in love with you? I tried… I tried to get her to leave you, and I’m admitting it right now because I know there is nothing you can do to me. You let your guard down around her, but not me. Not your own mother but Meadow Russell. Clint Russell’s daughter. Do you have any idea how messed up that is?” “Our marriage was fake,” I muttered. “It wasn’t real, Mutti. Whatever you saw wasn’t real.”

Bianca told him. Christian turned towards her, with shock on his face. "What exactly do you mean by that?" He asked her. "It won't be bad if I satisfy you so you would feel alright." She answered. "You must be a prostitute then." Christian told her harshly. "I thought you loved Michael; unknown to me, I have been deceived by my imagination." "Really, I love him, and at the same time, I felt something special about you. Just come, I promised you, you will be satisfied." Bianca drew Christian from his belt. She has been charmed by Christian handsomeness.

Vivienne whispered, her round eyes widening in panic, trying to move her plump body to rebel, but Christian’s embrace locked her movements even tighter without mercy. "I haven't been able to control myself since I saw your cleavage at the dining table earlier, Vivienne," Christian whispered in a heavy, raspy voice, consumed by the thick fog of lust that burned his sanity. His large hand crept down aggressively, gripping Vivienne’s plump thigh from behind the dress. "Honey... I need your help right now. Mine already hurts so much from holding back this desire since earlier."

“I thought you wouldn’t leave me too but you did, now leave my house. I’m sure your presence is making my wife uncomfortable.” I smiled at that response, “Christian, who is she?” Hayley asked softly “It’s nothing my love, just some old flames.” Christian approached Hayley; he sat down by the edge of her seat. “Old flames, really Christian?” Caroline scoffed. “She’s not even your wife yet, she can leave you too! So don’t get comfortable.” “I won’t let you stand here and disrespect my wife.” Christian thundered and she flinched, I couldn’t stand watching the back and forth between the two of them.

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How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

Her brown curly curls packed up and highlighting her beautiful face as she kept on smiling, Christian made a vow within himself that he was going to keep this woman for better for worse. He didn’t care if they were still young, or the age difference between them or whatever, he just wanted her to be his, and now more than ever he had this shove of courage within him to show her the letter and tickets. Bringing out the papers from his pocket, while she kept on walking towards him, Christian said a silent prayer in his heart. He prayed that his intentions would work out well, and he prayed for his future to always include Sara Parker… the lady who had brought love and light to his soul.