Double Team Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Look at them, Darling… They’re attacking me solidly like that…” The wife seized her husband’s head to her sweet and warm embrace. “Okay… I’ll try to comfort you… Don’t be upset again, Apollo…” The five team members spontaneously turned their heads away inasmuch as they couldn’t stand seeing the romanticism between their team leader with his wife. Their team leader was intentionally showing off his intimacy with his wife in front of his team members. “Don’t get jealous, Brothers… Once you’ve found your real love soul mates, you can get married and can enjoy the pleasure I’m enjoying at the moment…” Apollo Frias burst out in his laughter.

one massive sports headline read, right next to a bad picture of her looking miserable outside the estate gates. Another popular blog article literally stated that my marriage to a gold-digger had totally broken my mental stability, making me a liability to the team. I dropped my phone onto the counter, staring out the window into the empty yard. The entire sports community was turning against my wife, calling her a parasite and a villain. And the sickest part was that I just sat there in silence, letting her take the fall for my own violent mistakes because it was easier than facing myself.

Allan's brow wrinkled as he haltingly shared how supportive his team had been over those years. "I was never a star, you know? I had fair talent, but if I'd stepped away as soon as Gunner was born, it wasn't going to sink the team. But my guys still had my back. They showed up to the hospital when we weren't sure if he was going to make it-at least one of them would stop by each day. Their wives made us meals, and they drove Kara to the hospital if I couldn't do it. Each time he got sick, they were there for us." Allan slid his hand into his wife's. "We'd left our extended families back in New York when I was drafted by San Francisco, so we were alone out here on the West Coast. But it turne

But being that it was another woman, well, the only thing I could do was take care of Tiffany. Nate and I had words, first, though. He was pretty pissed when he found out his wife had gotten smashed at a game and acted like that. But that didn't keep him from running his mouth off at me. He vowed to make my life hell if I ever got in his face again, to which I rolled my eyes and walked away. Telling him to get his wife's behavior under control was hardly stepping out of line, especially when someone else was injured by her actions. Not to mention, the owners don't like it when people close to the organization draw unnecessary press to the team.

I said, knowing she was referring to the few seconds I saw Rob taunting me by standing by my family. “What happened out there?” She asked, and I thought back to my public relations training, but it all went out the window when she continued. “There has been talk of your wife being a jinx to your team? What are your thoughts on that? You seemed to be distracted by her today during your stumble." My jaw clenched, and I leaned forward an inch to be closer to the microphone. “My wife is not up for discussion. She is not a Jinx, and my playing better was because she was here tonight.”

"You don't know women, just when you think you are hurting them they will turn their back on you and leave you, you are going to be alone and lonely if you keep treating her like this" Liam chuckled, he couldn't believe that she was talking about Cameron. Now she was on team Cameron even though they already met just during the wedding. He couldn't tell what it was about that woman that made everyone crazy. He was also one of those few people who were crazy even though he will never admit it. "You are talking about Cameron" "Yes I am talking about your wife and you know that" Cameron doesn't even know that she was driving a lot of people crazy and got a lot of people on their team.

But being that it was another woman, well, the only thing I could do was take care of Tiffany. Nate and I had words, first, though. He was pretty pissed when he found out his wife had gotten smashed at a game and acted like that. But that didn't keep him from running his mouth off at me. He vowed to make my life hell if I ever got in his face again, to which I rolled my eyes and walked away. Telling him to get his wife's behavior under control was hardly stepping out of line, especially when someone else was injured by her actions. Not to mention, the owners don't like it when people close to the organization draw unnecessary press to the team.

I never break my rules. Not for money. Not for loyalty. And certainly not for anyone else’s wife. Yet here I was, standing in a room where power whispered from every corner. The polished mahogany tables gleamed under soft chandeliers, men in tailored suits whispered deals, and yet all I could see was her. Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me.

Beside us, Christopher was saying something about us being disgusting, and Alistair was clearing his throat. But I held onto my son's hand and ignored everything else as I kissed my wife, my damn best partner. When she pulled away, she leaned her forehead against mine, her protruding stomach wedged towards us, evidence of our love and commitment. A team And when my wife, co-CEO, consigliere, and mother of my kids spoke, my world was turned upside down, over and over again. "I love you, Don."

"Ok. Since we haven't had time for ourselves, I was hoping you'll just stay at home with me and we'll continue designing like we used to." "Ok then." Rodriguez gave her a smile and got ready for bed. She did the same and when she was comfy, she said, "And no phones. It always distracts you." "I surrender." Rodriguez remained awake until his wife drifted back to sleep. He really hoped Mrs. Contreras had a way to fix this or he would. *** Mrs Contreras paced around the room wildly and continued complaining to her husband on how betrayed she felt. "How did you even know she called them?" Her husband asked, sipping a cup of scented tea and being less concerned about what Ema had just done.