Dom Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dominic invites Tom into the house and says. "Let's go into the house together, then you'll understand why I'm here. No matter what you do, you can't change the past, that's Lisanna is my wife, maybe me and her will remarry soon. I hope you can attend my wedding in the future." Dominic's voice was very gentle, but it made Tom's heart swell with a hurricane. Tom's footsteps began to stop, and he felt that Dominic was deliberately teasing him. Tom's hand grasped the bouquet to control his anger, then Tom turned to Dominic with serious eyes and said.

he uttered slowly. "And? What about my family? Is my wife okay?" I can understand why my heart pounds inside my chest, I'm getting more uneasy. "Uh--" "Dom, just get to the point, will you?" I uttered, irritated from waiting. My patience isn't long tonight, I need anything I have to know as fast as I can. "They're fine. It's just that uh-- I didn't expect that it's this ugly," he replied. "Your wife is fine, but she's tied up on the chair. As well as your mother."

I could not hold myself up. Fake. Forged. A lie. The words bounced around my head like bullets. If the files were fake... Then Rita never lied to me. She never cheated on me. The baby was never another mans. "Adrian " I choked out. My throat felt like broken glass. I could barely speak. "Are you absolutely sure? Are you telling me... Are you telling me that my wife was telling the truth?" "Yes I am telling you that someone did a lot to destroy your marriage sir. Someone paid a lot to make you think she betrayed you."

You’d think after we eliminate an enemy that I’d get a reprieve, but once you chop off one head, three more pop out to shit on your progress. As I walk back inside the mansion, I can’t help but smile, listening to Lucia chatting and laughing with Nikki and Julia. I haven’t heard her laughing like this, and it makes me incredibly happy knowing she’s possibly made friends with the two women. Dom is waiting for me in my office and as soon as I open the door, I can already tell he’s about to go off on a tangent. He’s been pissy since the women arrived here and is still adamant he’s not marrying Julia because of her apparent prejudice about him being in a wheelchair.

His body felt warm and solid against mine. “You are strong, Cierra. Stronger than you know,” Dominic said softly into my hair. “Live for your son. That’s what matters now. You have to keep going for him.” I pulled back a little, looking up at him through my tears. “Why are you being pitiful to me?” I asked, my voice small and confused. Dominic’s eyes softened. “Because you are my rightful wife,” he said quietly. I pulled away completely, stepping back. “No. No, I’m not your wife. I do not belong to your bloody world!” I said, shaking my head.

“Who are you?” He stopped mid-step. Blinked. Then, slowly, his smile cracked into something mischievous. “You don’t know?” “No,” I muttered, feeling irritated by the fact that I couldn’t recognize most of the people around me. His expression which was hardened few seconds ago turned soft. “You’re my wife, Lisa.” “What’s your name?” I asked, hoping I could remember my so-called husband, if his name strike a cord in my head. “I’m Dominic. Your beloved husband.”

Julian looks at me, concerned, but Dominic just smiles. His hand reaches the junction of my thighs. His fingers are thick and calloused, and they move with a terrifying confidence. He finds my center, and his fingers slide into the heat he had created earlier. I bit my lip so hard I tasted copper, my eyes squeezing shut as I try to remain still. "Your wife has learned a lot about respect over the last twenty-four hours," Dominic continues, his voice steady as he begins to work his fingers inside me. "Haven't you, Sarah? You’ve learned exactly what it takes to keep this family afloat."

I just clenched my teeth, refusing to glorify his words with a response. "Search the room!" Dominic growled at the warriors. "Don't stop until you find my wife!" I narrowed my eyes, a cold anger running hot in my veins. "What wife? You don't have a wife anymore. Selena is my wife now, I thought I already made that clear the other day. You had something so precious, and you couldn’t keep her or your kids. You did what you always do, brother. Chase away the people who actually love you."

“I really can’t come with you?” Isadora asked him as he got dressed in a suit. “It’s famiglia business. You’ll have two weeks to yourself, enjoy yourself, go shopping, go for a massage or take your friend somewhere for a weekend,” Dominic said. The guilt was there but not as bad as it had been in the beginning. This marriage was an arranged one. He wouldn’t love this woman but he would do his family duty. He’d give her attention, treat her like a man should treat his wife and have children with her.

, and Maria said no. "You did what you felt and trust me if it was me I would have done the same thing or more worse than this. Coz you know even in this emotional torture going inside you, you didn't accused him nor did you misunderstood the whole situation. It was all bottled up inside you and I'm happy to know that you are a sharp lady. And I'm sure with this smart ass brain of yours will never let your title wife be snatched by anyone. She was and will always be a past and you his present and future being his one and only wife for life", Dia smiled hearing her place was reserved and she knows her place and position was so strong and powerful that everyone will need to bow down near her.