El Esposo Piadoso Novels & Stories

Hari Prakash Joshi snatched the phone from his wife and said, “Adhyayan, it is high time. You will be turning thirty-one next month and we want you to get married. I am talking to her parents.” Having said this Mr. Joshi disconnected the phone leaving Adhyayan appalled. He closed his eyes and mumbled, “Fine, do whatever you want”. Shrugging his shoulders, Adhyayan got up, picked up his car keys and dashed out of the house while Parisa kept wondering what went wrong in the lives of happy couple who were crazy on the day of their engagement.

But what happened next took my breath away. "Sofia Esposito, a member of my family, has agreed to be the wife of our Capo, and it is an honor for us," Don Federico Esposito said, rising from his seat with a deep, gravelly voice. His words hung heavy in the air, and for a moment, the room felt even colder.

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

Bella's POV On the night of our first wedding anniversary, I received a notification from an unknown number—a video of my husband and his female best friend kissing. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched it over and over again. No matter how many times I replayed it, the scene remained the same. The man in the video was my husband, Luke Graham, and the woman in his arms was Serena. The same Serena he had spent years assuring me was nothing more than a best friend.

Did this mean that her plans to marry into the Quimby family would fail? Pearlie did not know that Yosef already told Zachary all about the ugly things she had done. Yosef thought she was good and obedient he even loved her like his own sister. He even helped her conceal the fact that she hurt Yvonne and did not tell Zachary.

he whispered, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “So are you,” I replied, my lips curving into a smile. The priest cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention with a warm, commanding presence. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Charlotte and Adam in holy matrimony, an institution not to be entered into lightly but with reverence and love.” His voice carried over the rows of seated guests, settling a sense of sacredness over the moment.

* I shoved my phone back into my purse and put a blank check in front of him, "name your price Wilson, we can get in this marriage and carry on with our respective lives, you will be my husband on paper and paper only." He leaned back in his chair and loosened his tie with one hand, the corner of his mouth lifting like he found the whole thing amusing. His fingers tapped once against the armrest before he tilted his head and locked eyes with mine, “Red, you are just as interesting as your name, I've gotten out of fifteen marriages, what makes you think I can't get out of this one.”

"Unbelievable. If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe a woman like this actually existed. She stuck it out through the hard years, and now that the money's rolling in, she wants a divorce?" "She obviously has another man. She probably couldn't keep it in her pants after the pregnancy, and her husband wasn't enough anymore." "You know what, that actually makes sense. I feel sorry for the guy. Imagine when that kid grows up and finds out what kind of mother he has. It'll be humiliating." I was drowning in the noise when my parents arrived with Adam. He looked nothing like he had the day before. The anger was gone, replaced by something raw and urgent. He pushed through the

"The kid was already very confident to begin with, but now that he has a brother-in-law, he's going to be walking on air!" "@GisellesAdoringLittleBrother, when is Madam getting married?"

“My other brother is wed to a lass far to the east whom we have never met. They too will have to couple for the emissary and they are yet strangers to one another. You are lucky to know me, are you not?” “It would appear so,” she said softly as she let him help her to her feet. The emissary, fortunately, seemed to be so excited by the idea of watching them couple that he put the paper away without even checking if the ink was dry enough not to smudge. They waited for the priest to finish, neither of them really listening to him. Finally, Padraig put his arm around Eliana’s waist and held her tightly to his side as they led the emissary down the hall and up the stairs to his bed chamber.