Eazy E Wife Novels & Stories

Laura beat him to the punch and it frustrated him how quick she was at these things. "No take back," she reminded him. "I was tired of being your fiancée so I decided to upgrade my status to wife. It took me a painfully long time to actually ask my father for some help to get everything done legally so don't complain! At least now you don't have to go through that blockhead to make me Mrs Boey. I did all the muscle work. Aren't you glad?"

Getting the crowd aside he reached to his wife as they gathered blocking his sight. Karan held her through his waist sideways but not before eyeing her she looked amazing. He thought he would get overshadowed but Dia managed to keep him in the limelight. Later, they were left alone as the party started and the host started saying something. Dia heaved a sigh in relief as she was finally able to feel air. She never thought she would be welcomed like this even now and that made her amazed but happy too. "So, my wife is a star, huhh? I didn't know", he said, handing her a glass of fresh orange juice.

She hugged Eavon tightly, her eyes sizing me up with an unnerving intensity. "Eavon! It's so good to see you!" she gushed. "And who is this?" She turned her attention to me, her smile tight. Eavon wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. "This is my wife, Shay." I stood tall, refusing to return her saccharine smile. The woman's eyes widened in surprise. "Your wife? I didn't even know you were seeing someone!" She gave me a forced, brittle smile. "Congratulations! I'm Athena."

She rolled her eyes and walked over to Ethan with calculated, slow steps with a sneer on her lip. She flung her hair over her shoulders as she clicked her tongue against her gum. "Tsk tsk tsk. Point of correction, Old frog. I am Eddie Yates which means I am Bruce Yates's wife too. You should respect me as much as you respect my husband_" Ethan cut in.

Garcia, the boss is expecting you in his cabin. The woman Eleanor Garcia, none other than the wife of the one and only infamous Zavier Garcia stood up elegantly and started walking towards the elevator. Her pencil heels clicking against the pavement were increasing Xander's heartbeat with each passing second. The more cold and ruthless his boss is, he got himself a wife just like him: cold and tough but her beauty and elegance was undeniable. Whatever she does it has elegance, class and royalty in it.

She seemed to be busy arguing with someone. She was a beautiful woman with blonde hair, slightly lighter than Zoe's natural hair, but her body resembled Sara's. Perfectly accentuated curves by the choice of clothing. Zoe wasn't initially interested in the argument, but her steps halted when she heard a familiar name. "I'm his wife! Emily Edison! Did you see this? I showed you earlier, didn't I?!" Zoe stared at the woman more closely. The woman was E—for Emily. Was the woman kissed by Wolf's wife?

Meanwhile… wife #2’s been posting glam maternity looks? Hashtag it: #WhereIsRegan #SoloDischarge #ReganTheGhostDad I*******M – Zara’s modeling page flooded with comments: 💬 “Wife or stepmom, girl? 👀” 💬 “U knew he had a baby coming and still married him?” 💬 “We love you but this whole setup is giving Real Housewives of Lagos.” 💬 “Zara Kareem or Zara the Backup Plan?” TIKTOK LIVE – Influencer Gossip Panel –

Buy me more time to annoy Wifey who froze the moment she saw both of us. “I didn’t get your name,” I tell her. Her blue eyes crinkle with delight, her mouth moves in the shape of an O. “Elena.” The missing band on her ring finger doesn’t escape me. I take another step back to create a reasonable distance between us. I might be an ass but I don’t want my wife to be too upset. “Mrs Elena, thank–”

The new and improved Erevos released yesterday, merging with Eclipse Studios, Emma and I designed it together, it has new mechanics, new worlds, new packs and while designing with my wife, it brought back memories of us in our dorm room back in college when we were creating Erevos, surviving on nothing but pizza and soda. Fortunately, the talk of our wedding three months ago has died down with talks about Tristan’s and Charlotte’s upcoming wedding. Emma walks into the living room, her blonde hair down, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and shorts, holding a pint of ice-cream. My wife. My gorgeous wife. My fucking beautiful wife. Even like this, with her hair down and her face bare of