Claimed By My Husband's Enemy Novels & Stories

She turned to her dad's manager in utter disbelief and he also nodded, confirming it "Alright, that's crazy. There's no way it's him and there's no way I'm getting married to him and there's no way he's getting married to me too. He hates our family, our companies are rivalry and. " Laura suddenly stopped when her brain arranged the puzzles together. "Wait. " She suddenly turned to Mathew(her dad's manager) with a big smile plastered on her face. "Christian Asher right? My dad's biggest enemy, we slept together and had babies and now I have to marry him, impossible, even dad himself would be against this" She said with a big smile and Riley nodded as it also occurred to her too.

“Partners.” I looked toward the garden entrance, where our hired guests were still celebrating our marriage. Three days ago, Genevieve Beaumont had been a woman desperate to escape her father’s control. Today, she was my wife. Tomorrow, our quest for revenge was officially on.

I lied, terribly. "In my office? The bathroom is the other way." He walked in and picked up the frame. Looked at it for a second, then put it face-down in his drawer. Like he was hiding it. "That's not what you think it is," he said. "Then what is it? Your weird shrine for your enemy?" He laughed once. No humor. "Maybe I keep photos of all my enemies." "I'm not an enemy. I'm your wife. On paper." "Right. My wife on paper who broke into my office on day one."

Pink tint coloured her cheeks, but it wasn't from the fever. These days, any little thing Julian did or said was capable of making her loose her senses. Ohh God. How she hated that she loved this man. --- "Why did you come to the party? I thought I told you not to show yourself anywhere near my son?", Richard Hayes sat across his wife in the living room. An end of his cigarette was clasped between his teeth, and the other end lit. He puffed out a thin wave of smoke before her. "Julian is my son too" she argued.

Silver informed. My forehead creased and I looked at him. "Ancient? What do you mean?" I asked again. "It's their family's enemy. It's the clan they banished two decades ago," he answered. "And suddenly, we were involved?" He nodded. "Unfortunately, yes. You are married to a guy who has lots of hidden enemies underneath," he confirmed.

I now feel twice as afraid. The old man said sarcastically, "I assume your husband must be searching for you right now," and my heart started to race. Clifford... He knows about Clifford. I shut my eyes and thought back to what Clifford had said. We first spoke in his other house at that time. That evening... when he told me intended as as someone else. We were on privately owned property and not in a crowded the spot, and I was even irritated, but I was actually hidden. But he explained to me why... that was the case because... He has many enemies.

The only thing she said before leaving me with my sleeping spouse was "Right away, ma'am." Who could be your enemy, husband? They dare to poison you for you to die immediately? For what purpose and reason it might be?

My wife went ahead to say how Ella's mother agreed to the quest of her daughter despite knowing Ella and Tanya were best friend's. I called my wife, who is my mate by her name. I told her she thinks irrelevant things and talks too much. I ask her what if Arturo was dead in two seconds would she and her friends be fighting over a dead son in law. She shouted covering my mouth while I looked at her as if she had lost her mental state. She asked me if I had lost it, why should I say such when I know there are many enemies lurking around us. I removed her hand from my mouth, raising my eyes and looking at her in disapproval. I replied to her that there were no enemies lurking around us then she

The sudden freedom made my jaw ache. I swallowed carefully. My throat felt dry. "Who are you?" My voice sounded rough. The man laughed. "What matters is why you're here." I stared at him. Waiting. If he thought I was going to break first, he's in for a rude awakening. His grin widened. "Your husband has offended some very important people." The answer didn't surprise me. My husband probably had enough enemies to fill an entire city. The question was which enemy. "What do you want?"

But he turned to the goon with the slowest, meanest smirk I had ever seen on his face. "Yeah," he said. “She is bothering the shit out of me. This old hag keeps following me around. I don’t even know who the fuck she is.” My jaw went slack. The air was punched out of me. He wasn’t finished. "And she is the wife of the enemy,” he added, casual, like he was commenting on the weather. I blinked, confusion cutting through the hurt. What the hell is he— "She is married to that Alpha you all hate,” Jacob went on, louder now, playing it up. “The one rotting in the dungeons. What’s his name again? Oh, right. Dominic.”