Novel & Cerita Esposa Del Fantasma

Daniel says with a smirk. “Did Brandon tell you that? He is a little mad that I rearranged the bones in his face after he touched my wife and ran his mouth. Michael Alester also wouldn’t stop talking about my wife’s body. That mistake has cost him millions of dollars. I’m sure he isn’t happy. Now, my wife and I are on a date. Leave us alone.” Max’s voice sounds deadly. “You went out on a date dressed like this?” Daniel says in disgust.

"And you are?" "Camilla Dante. Ghost's moll." "Moll?" Ciara repeated. It was a weird term. Never heard of it. "Girlfriend." Camilla rephrased. Girlfriend. Ciara let the word echo in her head. Ghost had a girlfriend. And a pretty and bitchy one at that. It shouldn't be surprising. The man might be one hell of a devil but he was undeniably sexy. Any woman would want him. Would 'literally' and 'obsessively' want him.

Unknown POV I got married to Lisa since it has been Lia's wish to make Lisa her mother, but life has been empty after losing Lia. It started with nightmares. I would see Lia in my nightmares, trying to communicate with me but I wouldn't understand a thing. Sleepless nights followed, and every day was a nightmare. Lia would appear to me but she was more like a ghost, she wouldn't move nor talk. She stared at me while I cry at night feeling guilty for having her murdered by an unloyal friend Lora's ghost has been missing for days and that worries me a lot. I stared at the ceiling as the birds chirped good morning and the sunlight beamed through the curtains.

And just like what he said, he didn't come home on the days that followed. Strange. But I felt weird living in his house. I was not expecting a normal married life with Nicholas. But I was half expecting we would try. Guess it will not happen. On Friday morning, while I'm busy scanning the daily business news, I stumbled upon an article that made my hands shake as I clicked on the title. 'Young CEO Nicholas Dela Vega to tie the knot with Hotel Heiress, Roxanne White.' I didn't bother reading it though as my mind panicked to call my Grandfather's assistant slash caregiver, Amanda.

“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.

He was a weapon whose trigger was being pulled by a ghost. Elena stopped two feet away from him, her tattered linen shift stained with the blood of her escape, her silver eyes locking onto the blank face of her husband. Through the fated-mate bond, she reached out one last time, but she was met with nothing but a vast, hollow, and silent void. He looked up slowly, his milky eyes passing right through her as if she were nothing more than a phantom haunting his dark castle.

Oliver asked, his face twisted with worry. Antonio pulled out his phone from his pocket and began dialing Ghost’s contact, leaving Oliver to check the other footage. “ Boss.” Ghost answered from over the phone. With sweaty palms and a racing heart, Antonio asked. “ Where's my wife?” “ Mrs. Eloise went to her friend's place.” “ She's not here, you're supposed to follow her every time and not have her out of your sight.” “ I did, but since she was with her friend, and there was no threat around I…”

I looked down at the short woman and said, "I'm searching for Valentina. " The woman appeared more and more uneasy, avoiding my gaze. “She isn't at home,” she replied quietly, her Italian accent quite strong. “You don't need to worry. I am her husband, Luca Delgado. Can you tell me where she is?” I asked while resting my arm on the door frame. "I'm sorry, Mr. Delgado. She is at the Santa Philip," the woman said, shaking a little. I didn’t understand why she seemed so scared of me.

"I left like you’ve always wanted me to and since you wanted Lucas all to yourself, I gave him up. You won, Victoria. You got the husband and you surely got the life you wanted. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?" "I got a ghost!" she shrieked in pain like she was possessed. Her face contorted in anger and I watched in horror as her already frightening appearance got even more scary. "I got a man who whispers your name in his sleep when he barely rests. I got a man who spends every waking hour obsessed with finding you, watching you, and wanting to drag you back into his filth. You ruined my marriage before it even began because you won't just die and stay dead in his mind."

I muttered bitterly after drinking from my glass. "It was just a marriage for convenience. I was his contract wife," I added while pouring myself another glassful of tequila. "And that woman we saw with him in the restaurant," I scoffed while motioning my hand in the air. "That was his real wife." "Real wife?" Selene frowned. She stared at me with disbelief written all over her face. "Are you drunk?" she snapped. "Not yet!" I growled. "I'm not drunk! That's his real wife! She came back from the dead after years!"