Novel & Cerita Drake's Wife's Trainer

Then she turned to Drake, and with a smile she said: "Sir, is there any specific preference you have in mind for your beautiful wife?" Wait! Did I hear her say wife? Drake winked at me as if he was reading my thoughts. "Please miss, we're not a….." Drake began, but I cut him off, not willing to let him complete whatever he has to say. "Yes, he does." I completed his statement with what I thought was the best at that moment. After all, the sale's assistant doesn't have the right to know whom I'm married to or not. It seemed like Drake was flattered when I accepted the lady's statement that his my husband.

I couldn't train properly because I was getting so many stares and felt insecure. Drake encouraged me to ignore them, but I couldn't with so many discreet eyes scrutinizing me. I'm sure they were eager to see how their new Luna fared, and I disappointed them. I left the training ground a little disappointed in myself. " Don't sulk," Drake says, pulling me in a side hug. " You're sweaty," I push him away, and pull a disgusted face. Lady Anaiah is waiting for us as we enter the house.

Chapter 34 George got into his car and he picked up his call, he dialed Drake's number. Drake was pacing furiously and impatiently, he wanted to get out and monitor Evelyn himself but he is a moron and he won't be allowed out as instructed by the Chairwoman Valentino. And even if he wasn't a moron, is he becoming a pest and a bone on her neck! He furrowed his brow and he sighs, whatever people think Evelyn is his lawful wedded wife, he said the word once again and he chuckled.

Drake crossed his arms, while smirking. “I asked for your husband's approval. You know, I really wanted to train you because that's part of you, being Luna. You need to be prepared in terms of fighting. This is important so you can defend yourself towards the enemies.” I smiled so widely from what Drake had told me. “I would love that!”

I wanted to solidify my relationship with Drake first before adding more stress to the mix. I had enjoyed training this past week. I was learning fast, Drake indicated I was doing well with training. He had brought in a couple other trainers to help so I wouldn’t just have Drake’s training style to learn. It was good and definitely added to challenging me. As I walked around the Drake’s suite, I tried to determine what I could do to fill my time. I should have just gone with Drake, then I wouldn’t be sitting here feeling bored and out of sorts.

The next day, drake paid me a visit home, he left his office and now come to continue Interrogating me in my House. "Good morning Corey, may I come in?" He asked even though he was already inside. "You're in, what do you want?".. My response was straight and direct.. "Oh! I've come to talk to your wife, where's she?". He ogled around the mansion, anxiously searching for my wife.. "She's upstairs, sleeping". I noted..

Drake left her alone in the living room, crying in distraught. "Mom... Are you okay? Did Dad makes you cry again?" "No.. Baby.. I'm fine. We are just talking.." hiding the pain from her son as she embraces him. The next day Drake ran to Anika's company. "Ma'am, I'm so sorry.. We tri-" Anika, raising her hand. "Leave us..." she said. Drake was out of control. His anger was visible in his dark eyes. "You will repent of doing this to my wife.." hearing that from Drake, Anika felt unease. The word wife serves like a sharp knife, stabbing her chest to oblivion.

To my surprise, Max says, “Leave her alone. Elanor isn’t here for you to harass her.” The woman on his lap is quick to chime in, “You should have higher standards, Brandon. Look at her. She is letting herself go now that she is married.” The woman snaps her finger, “Hey, poor girl. You girl, Max’s wife, pay attention.” I look over at her. “Would you like me to make a diet plan for you? I’m a model, so I know what it takes to stay fit. You should really think about losing some weight. When Maxwell can finally free himself from you, it will be time for you to latch onto another rich man. If you look like you do now, you won’t find one.” In a calm voice, I reply, “Thank you for your advice, but

Edward Crane was running around doing crazy stuff and now he was about to get into another fight with the only person that makes everything alright. Drake was worried, he had never seen his wife this cold toward him. Amelia had always been sweet and amazing even in the middle of all the ruckus they were facing. His company must have betrayed her somehow, But how?

He demanded, trying hard not to be suspicious since Miranda could still see them on the sofa. "I'm trying to find out if this woman knows anything about..." She turned to Miranda's direction before saying, "Adriana". Mr Contreras was quite sick of his overbearing wife attitude so he let her have it. "Nobody suspects anything honey, Don't make them!" "Whatever you say but we are leaving here early tomorrow." Mr Contreras nodded knowing his wife was right. If Ema and Adriana were the same people which obviously they must be, They better avoid any place that had a connection with her especially if it could trigger her memories.