Christian Keyes Wife Novels & Stories

"Ronald, this suit of yours isn't custom-made, is it? It's not fair to keep this insider information from us." My coworkers laughed and teased me in the office, but I couldn't force a smile. I had been married to Angela Reed for nine years, and she had always refused to make it public. It wasn't until a couple of days ago, after I secured a 300-million-dollar project for the company, that she finally allowed me to announce our relationship at the year-end awards ceremony.

I mustered up the courage to ask. “Two years ago, we got a call from the staff at the beach house, Christian had overdosed… it was so unexpected because we hadn’t heard from him in months, he completely cut himself off from all of us, the staff told us he had been at the beach house with a woman, and how in love he was with her. But when we asked about her, she was nowhere to be found.” My eyes bulged out of their sockets, and my heart started beating faster, but I had a feeling that she hadn’t even gotten to the bad stuff.

“You’re my wife, Izzy. And as my wife, you should think carefully about how it looks to be seen out with other men.” Izzy’s eyes narrowed, disbelief mingling with anger. “Are you serious right now? Liam, it was coffee with a friend. I don’t need permission to meet up with people from my past.” “It’s not about permission,” he replied, his voice dark and low. “It’s about appearances. About boundaries. This marriage might be an arrangement, but you agreed to be my wife in every sense that matters to the public. I won’t have people speculating about you with other men.”

We both know that you never got married to Christian because you wanted to, you signed that marriage agreement in your drunken state and also because you were in debts but we both know that you don’t love him. Whatever sexual tensions between the both of you is going down now or later , we both know that Christian isn’t a man capable of loving himself not to talk of the wife of his enemy. He left you to die daisy , he left you alone in his sick psycho family and I think you need help if you think that I would be comfortable with it. Though I wouldn’t deny the fact that the yacht cruise is the best thing a man would ever do for me, we had a time but that doesn't mean Christian feels a thing a

Just as I was about to twist the door knob, I heard her voice. “Wait," she whispered calmly. I turned around and looked at her. "...you're Killian’s wife... aren't you?" she asked raising her head to meet my gaze. I clenched my jaw as burning in my throat returned. My chest tightened with awful reality as I nodded. “…I am…." She smiled deliberately. "And you are?" I asked curiously. She opened her mouth and then closed it. She seemed hesitant for a second before she answered. “I... a….” she whispered as age stared at the window. “I knew his mother..." she looked at me. "My name is Rachel.”

“I will be right here if you need me, boss. And I don't think she would refuse such a huge offer just to get justice for a man who constantly cheated on her” “Wait what?” I was shocked at the revelation. Christian grinned after he said it. “Yes. They were already not on good terms before his departure. From my findings she knew her husband had someone outside her their marriage but she doesn't know whom the lady was”, “That's sad”. I commented. “I will begin work tomorrow”. Christian gave his assurance.

Why wasn’t he in Christian’s life? He’d told her that he would give her time to remember but he wouldn’t wait forever. Was he planning on taking Christian from her? Had that been his plan all along? He’d acted like he was here for her though. Had she cheated on Kevin with Mark? Is that what had happened between them? If she was originally from Washington then why had Kevin had to search for her? Had she ran with Christian so Kevin couldn’t be in his life?

For once, he was curious to know who she was. Mrs. Davis, Keith's grandmother, was all smiles seeing the beautiful couples on the altar; finally, she was alive to witness this special day of her grandson's life. Her heart was leaping with excitement. “Do you, Carolyn Kingston, take Keith Davis to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" The priest asked.

Nuella coughed and looked away feeling uncomfortable seeing this strange woman rubbing herself against her husband. Kevin pushes the woman away and Nuella felt better. “What do you think you're doing?” He asked as he reached for Nuella again and pulled her closer to himself. “What are you talking about Kevin? And who is this?” The woman finally turned angry eyes at Nuella and she shivered. Kevin leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Nuella's forehead. “This is my wife, Nuella Lowes. Be sure to trust her with more respect in the future or else…”

They will never understand. I mean, how could they? Miles was there dealing dirty, having an open marriage. How does he even sleep knowing another man touches what is his? I would run mad. And to allow it? That is just preposterous. And for Christian, work came first; his wife was second. I did not expect him to understand either. “So you’re saying she faked an abortion?” Miles asked, and Christian confirmed. “Wow. Millie will love this.” He reached for his phone, which I was sure was to text Millie.