Conquistando A Mi Ex-esposa Novels & Stories

He said sarcastically. He had been nagging for minutes after she had left to go back to the dressing room, he clearly didn't want this marriage to hold and he kept reminding me that I was setting myself up for doom if I got married to her again. Of course I didn't forget that she cheated on me and no, I didn't like her. I just needed someone to be at my side, someone believable and who was more believable than my ex? He had left after I had tried to still explain myself and after that, Gina had walked in and we had been talking since then. “Not now, Dion,” I muttered.

VERONICA Approaching the villa, I parked my car and then slowly ascended the steps with a racing heart. I'm finally here— at my ex-husband's residence, whom I have vowed to never see again. Now, he's back in life like a storm, threatening to crumble my walls. Despite my deep desire to leave, I can not. I have something precious to him for whom I am willing to endure my heartache and face him again. My son, Zeon, needs me, and I will not abandon him this time.

“It’s not what it sounds like. Or maybe it is. I don’t know. But what I do know is this....I was betrayed. Humiliated. My ex destroyed me in every possible way. And nothing, absolutely nothing, would spite him more than knowing the woman he discarded is now in the arms of someone he could never compete with.” The words spilled out faster now, carried by a mix of rage and adrenaline. “You’re powerful, Victor. You’re respected. You walk into a room and the world bends for you. I want to stand next to that. I want him to see me next to you. I want him to choke on the sight of it.” For the first time since my confession, Victor shifted. His body leaned slightly closer, his eyes narrowing as he s

he replied swiftly. Joel chuckled lightly. “You married your rival’s ex-wife, Eros. And you think you’re going to succeed?” He uttered with no humor in his voice. Then, he leaned forward, his voice lowering. “Tell me something. Does your new wife even love you at all?” he added.

The kind of pain that lived in the bones. Sandra. The woman he’d called not wife material. The woman he’d replaced three years ago because her family didn’t have the right last name. The woman who’d cried quietly when he told her it was over, then packed one bag and walked out without begging. He’d thought that was the end of her story. I need to visit Grant Group now, he muttered. The words felt like a confession. He grabbed his car keys off the desk. The metal bit into his palm. He didn’t feel it.

I asked calmly though I am greatly trembling. The lady stared at me and gulped, "Achetbir Villa Forca," she uttered. My knees suddenly went falling at that moment. Luckily, Caster immediately grabbed my hand and supported me. I am having a child with my ex-lover?!

The More I thought about the fact that my Ex husband was with another woman the more the whole situation made me crazier. I shouldn't crave sex with him so much right? yet in a way I found myself craving each and every bit of him. I still wanted his hands, I wanted every part of him everywhere. Still it was obvious that I couldn't get myself distracted at this moment. Not with the fact that I couldn't wait to carry out my revenge. I ran through my plans for the day, if I really wanted to get my revenge on my ex husband I had to start working at it as fast as possible.

Everyone came, some cried and it was generally such a successful wedding. Marina Romana Bosta finally became my wife. That night she stayed with Selena who ended up being sick but good for her. She escaped me. But she couldn't run for long because the night after, I had her all to myself and I pounded into her and fucked her so hard, she wanted to divorce me. I loved when she matched my energy in bed and became a freak or when she initiated it and begged to choke on my cock. I never disappointed her. These days I learned to be gentle. I wasn't even fucking her everyday and I've never been more proud of myself.

He probably has no idea about her decision to pretend to be someone else to Simon because of what they had in the past. Simon wouldn't fail at recognizing the woman he married out of convenience. She might look different, more sophisticated and classy, but her cat-eye is still the same. It makes her look sexier, especially when she bats her eyelids at him in an attempt to avoid her gaze. How can he forget the body of the woman he spent a night with just a few weeks before their divorce? That one night refused to leave his head even with her absence. Jessica’s betrayal was an eye-opener. It made him realize his loss. He had gold but was in search of diamonds. He lost the gold and didn't get t

“Why would you say that?” Isabella shook her head, pacing the room with quick, agitated steps. “I’m the one who wanted you to marry her in the first place,” she said, her words rushing out. “But now, I’m telling you—she can never be your wife!” Marcus’s heart sank. He had never seen his mother like this. “Mom,” he said firmly, trying to stay calm, “you know that’s not possible. The wedding is in three days. You can’t just—”