Claimed By My Husband's Enemy Novels & Stories

“What about Lachlan's family? Are you okay with them?” I flared up. “You've asked me these questions before.” “Well, that's because I discovered something interesting recently…. What's your husband's relationship with his family?” “They're family, of course; they're close.” “Close enough to have one throw him under the bus?” “What?” “I'll give it to you straight, ma'am. Your brother-in-law is a suspect, and he happens to loop your husband in it all.” “What?” “So I'll ask you again, Mrs. Mallory,” he leaned forward. “Do you and your husband have any enemies?”

I gritted out, my fingers curling to slam a fist into his smug face. “Your woman?” He questioned. “She is not your wife. Fiancé. Or girlfriend. As far as we know she is someone who lied and lived off your generosity. In addition to her true identity and on the verge of being repetitive I won’t say it.” The daughter of our enemy.

“ How many more enemies do I have? She says and her husband And her husband who was undressing heard what Evelyn said but wasn’t sure he heard right. “ What did you say? He asked her. “ What are you talking about? She asked him. “ I heard you said something about enemy just now” he said. “ Are you sure, I said that or are you talking about the music I was singing? She asked and he husband was a little confused that she wasn’t singing she said something but he felt again maybe he heard wrong.

I only wished that he was there with me. Pushing aside my feeling, I turned to the building again. It was simply, a story building, large enough for my taste. With wall like glass, though not transparent enough that someone from outside could see what was inside, it was still a glass. My husband had also made sure that it was bullet proof, from top to bottom. In his words... “I have enemies and when you married me, you acquired those enemies too. My father has a dozen and when you bore my name, you also acquired them, I won’t take any chances with you, my love.”

"No? So tell me... WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO GET YOU BACK AND STILL BRING THAT FUCKING CREATURE?" He seemed so betrayed and angry that for a moment I wondered if that was not my angry husband after seeing me with my mistress. I sighed. "This is none of your business." "Is it none of my business? Are you going crazy?" "What? Why did you hate the idea of her being here so much?" "She’s a SAINT!" He seemed to be increasingly angry "it’s a thing... small, bright and full of divine power! She... She’s trouble, damn it! Forget she’s our enemy?"

It was as if he expected me to look away, but I proved him wrong. I did not have to do that because I was not afraid of him. All these years, he tried to break the strength of the Easton Group many times; I had realized it too. But with how I kept everything stable, he could not shake my company even a little. The purity of this enmity was deep. He was my husband's enemy, which made him my enemy as well. If he really murdered my husband, I would give him the death he had never imagined in his entire life.

“Lombardi? He has a lot of enemies. In fact, yes he killed my husband.” I felt my heart drop. Aaron couldn’t have. Mia, she just said it. “Aaron Lombardi did?” I ask again, hoping she hears the full name and changes her mind. “He did. He has a lot of enemies. One of which threatened my husband. They wanted to bring him down and had to use my husband as a tool.” She explains and I almost let out a breath of relief. “Do you know who this person is?” I ask and she shakes her head.

"To talk without you looking at me like I'm the enemy." "I don't think you're the enemy, Damon. I think you're being manipulated and you're too proud or too scared to see it. But you're not my enemy." "Then who am I?" The question hung there between us. People were starting to look. We were creating a scene in the middle of Monarch's lunch rush. Sophia was still at the table, watching with concern that looked real. "You're my husband," I said finally. "At least on paper. The rest of it, I'm not sure anymore."

“What do you mean it wasn’t me? I gave you a simple task, kill the bitch, but what did you do? you ended up shooting my husband and now he is in the operation room fighting for his life.” “I think your husband has an enemy, he was already shot before I arrived at his company.” “What?? You mean someone else wanted my husband dead?” He nodded, “But who?” TBC..

He said to me in riddles and I was more confused. "What are you saying? I don't understand you, make this clear for me," I said to him as I sat up straight. Somehow I felt that what he was about to say was going to be bad news even if he had not mentioned it in the first place. "What I am trying to say is this. As much as I’m not sure of what I could put together now, someone from the enemy's camp has set their eyes on you and your husband. And not just that, they are closer to you now. I noticed, and I’ve been trying to hack into their network. But for now, you have to watch your back. For you, your husband and your child.”