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“You all right?” I stretched out my blood-covered arms. My shirt and pants were drenched. My fingers ached when I wiggled them. I smiled wryly. “My wife has been fucking her half-brother our entire marriage, Daniele.” My words died in my mouth, my throat becoming dry. Felix got up with a wince. He stepped over the corpse and almost slipped on the blood. “Fuck,” he growled before he stopped in front of me. He held out his hand.

"Miss Kate, have you thought this through properly? Mr. Jack has impotence. It is a sexual disease, a condition in which the penis cannot get erect or maintain an erection, despite sexual stimulation. If you marry him, it will mean widowhood all your life, Miss Kate." The lawyer repeatedly reminded her of this. The look in Kate's eyes showed that she had made up her mind. "I'm already convinced. Please give me the contract, I'll sign it." Kate replied casually.

"I'm here for both. We were… surprised, you see. That he finally chose someone. He was always so particular. And after what happened with Odette…" Her blood ran cold. But she didn't flinch. Instead, she smiled. "Oh, I know all about her. That's old news. I suppose you'll have to try harder if you're here to rattle me." For a second, the man blinked. Then something passed through his eyes, respect, perhaps. "Careful, doamnă," he said softly. "When you marry a wolf, you learn to howl, or you get eaten. Nova stepped closer. "Maybe I've already learned."

“In two years of marriage, you’ve only touched me twice. And those times, you were drunk. I had to beg you—force you even—just to feel like your wife.” “That’s why you cheated,” he said coldly. “Because I wouldn’t touch you.” I flinched. “For your information,” he added harshly, “I never loved you. I have never loved you. And I never will.” My knees buckled slightly. “I have always loved Fiona. Long before you showed up and came between us.” My heart cracked. “That’s why I don’t find you attractive. That’s why I couldn’t touch you,” he continued, his voice like a knife. “Fiona said you had a small brain. And I believed her. Only someone foolish wouldn’t have seen the handwriting on the wall.

The next morning came cloaked in gold light and the scent of cedar. Aria stirred beneath the silk sheets, her body wrapped in warmth and the memory of Sebastian’s touch. He was already gone, of course—ever the CEO, ever the mystery. But his scent lingered. His side of the bed was still warm. She sat up slowly, her muscles deliciously sore, her lips still tingling from his last kiss. Married. The word echoed through her like thunder. She had married Sebastian Wolfe. Not just in signature, but in presence. In touch. In desire. What started as strategy had turned into something far more dangerous.

“Do they even love each other? It’s so sudden.” “Maybe it’s arranged.” Mrs. Stones chuckled quietly. “Absurd,” she muttered. “Looks like it’s the right time to pay Suzan and Jessica a visit. They need to remember who they’re dealing with.” Her grin widened — cruel, confident, and dangerous. SYDNEY’S POV “What the hell?!” I screamed as I stared at the posts plastered all over the internet. Marriage. Jason Anderson… marrying someone else. I hurled a glass at the floor, the shattering sound barely calming my rage. I pulled my hair in frustration before collapsing on the couch. The TV only made things worse — the marriage was breaking news. Again, I grabbed something and threw it — the screen cr

The fat one is more handsome but one thing about Chadians is that they have this fetish for tall men. The next twenty minutes passed in a blur with her only saying I do then she is married. Her heart thudded in her chest afraid whether this is a wrong decision or the right one. She don't like the responsibilities that comes with marriage and relationships. Maybe she should set out some rules for them not getting in between one another while she only try getting her money from him. Not hers but who cares, they are now married.

A man I had been forced to marry I wrapped my hands around myself. A part of my body wanted him badly when he touched me the first time but after everything I had heard from the other Mafia wives, I was terrified. I had never had sex with anyone before. Ethan had tried a few times. We had come close but somehow it had never happened. Something had always interrupted us or rather someone. My father always found a way to control every aspect of my life Soon, the bathroom door opened and I turned instinctively. Ryan stepped out with a towel hanging low on his hips,.His skin was still damp from the shower. My eyes followed the water droplets as they traced down the planes of his muscled chest be

Aside from the day he woke up next to Julia knowing something went on between them, he had not as much as touched her again. "She can't possibly get pregnant just that one time they got together. Plus, that is not why she became his wife. They woke up married," Jason thought. "Ah! Contracted marriage," Mrs Haward asked, flipping the magazine to another page. "No Mum, why would you think that?" Jason said, descending the staircase back to the living room. "Son, the two of you have no chemistry. It simply means you didn't marry out of love. You two are total strangers. So, tell me, why did you marry someone you don't love?" Mrs Haward asked, putting the magazine down and sitting up on the sofa