Devon Bostick Wife Novels & Stories

“I was wondering where the BDSM loving Storm I met those years ago went.” The night Storm cheated on his wife with her beneficiary he performed BDSM styles with Bash and he didn’t even create a safe word for Bash in case it got too much for him. He was too drunk and lost in lust to think or so Bash thinks…. “Sex strengthens a relationship, “Bash said to himself with a sad smile. He had a feeling in his chest that he couldn’t pinpoint , the feeling wasn’t all that good. He took a quick shower and wore some comfortable clothes. An employee of the resort was waiting for him outside the door. He led him to a smaller dinning table where Storm was sitting leisurely sipping his morning coffee.

Devon to see how determined I was about growing my company, and it would be utterly shameful to allow issues like a rift and a woman stand in my way. Mr. Devon stared closely at me. “Aside from what I already read in the blogs, I heard that your ex-wife was here,” Mr. Devon eventually said. “So rumors are being spread about me in my own company?” I asked, feeling very upset and disgusted. I didn’t like my business being all out for everyone to see and talk about, which was why even when Alexa and I were married, details of our marriage stayed out of the public eye. What the city knew about me was my engagement to Ivy and my marriage to Alexa, and of course, our recent divorce.

“Hang on, champ. Let’s negotiate. How about we share your mom’s kisses? You get some, Diana gets some, and I get… oh, I don’t know, a few?” Devon’s eyes narrowed, his little brain clearly working overtime to process this outrageous suggestion. “No,” he said firmly. “Mommy is ours. No one else can kiss her unless… unless they’re her partner.” I blinked, my cheeks heating at his innocent yet unexpectedly accurate comment. Dominic, however, looked positively delighted. “Well, then,” Dominic said, leaning in conspiratorially, “what if I am her partner?” Devon gasped, his jaw dropping. “You are not! Mommy doesn’t have a partner!”

his mother retorts. "Well, I didn't know Devan would keep video calling Eca until he left the bar," Robi replies. "Damn it! What now? Can't you trap him on the ship?" "I can't, Mom. There are many people on the ship who know both me and Devan. I don't want to take the risk." "It seems we need a new plan!" "Yes, Mom." They have arrived home. Devan and Eca are busy preparing for their wedding. All the media are talking about them, how perfect they are. The handsome guy who just finished his postgraduate studies abroad, the grandson of a wealthy entrepreneur, is about to marry a beautiful and viral photo model.

She just nodded “uhn uhn.” “What are you concentrating so hard on?” I asked her. She turned the laptop toward me and it’s a picture of the devil himself with a beautiful woman I don’t recognise, he had his hand around her waist as they smiled big for the camera. The caption read business mogul and billionaire investor Knox Carter with his wife the veteran model Vivian Carter. Wtf!! He’s married? I didn’t know he was married, I’ve never seen him wear a wedding band. Is he a cheat? I had all sorts of thoughts running through my head.

she finally let the word out. “Really Adina?” “Yes!!” she said again, this time a little louder. “Well sorry but I have to document this moment for future purposes Doc can you please make a video right now.” I said, which made everyone laugh. Well, the doc took my words seriously and brought out his phone to record. “So, Miss Adina Miller, would you do me the honor of being my wife again?” I asked “YES! Yes Tyson, I will.”

Some girls stole glances at Devon, of course they hoped this guy would ask them out. Devon’s appearance is not bad, this time he wears jeans that match the color of his jeans jacket. But what gives him more value is the BMW car keys that are in hand. The BMW SUV type is indeed the latest release and the paint is still very shiny. Of course this made his appearance look great, and everyone thought Devon had much money on his wallet. “You want to see me? For what, will our meeting be profitable for me?” the woman Devon was calling Asked. Devon was silent and let the woman he called keep on talking. She is Sabrina Collins, ex-wife of Erick Dalton. Both names do have their own story with Nicko.

Alex didn’t move. “We have somewhere to be.” “I said let go.” A beat. Then Alex looked at him lazily. “Correction,” he said. “She’s not yours to hold onto.” Devon’s expression darkened instantly. “Don’t touch my wife.” That word landed heavily. But Alex didn’t flinch. “Wrong,” he said calmly. A pause. Then— “She’s my wife now.” ***** “What do you think you’re doing?” Devon’s voice cut through the noise like a blade.

All I want to hear is his confirmation. Devyn mischievously grins at me. “I’m pretty sure you’ve heard me the first time. Stop pretending you didn’t.” I pinch him on the shoulder which makes him wince. He deeply sighs and takes something out of his pocket. I almost faint when I finally see the ring on his hand. Devyn gently takes my hand and kisses it. I can feel his love. “Betsy Miller, will you be my wife?” he whispers in a hoarse voice.

He went on to talk about how he felt about her and how he had been the one that had chased after her. But Hailey's mind was only on one thing. Her mind was stuck on the name. That Rosslyn seemed to have a place in his heart. But who was she to Kendrick? 'Urgh' she couldn't keep it in anymore. "Devon." She glanced at his side profile and asked. "Is it the same Rosslyn you and Kendrick were speaking about?" "Yeah." Devon didn't waste time to answer. "Rosslyn's my girlfriend," he murmured, almost sadly. "And she's your husband's assistant."