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Ever since Don Placido passed away, Donya had made him sit there. Esteban clenched his jaw. They were grilling Hadrianna, for God’s sake! He let out a deep sigh. He couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up, his presence commanding attention. "It’s all my money. I bought the two cars and the house," Esteban’s deep voice echoed, surprising everyone. "My wife had nothing to do with it."

Seraphina’s POV “What is this? Expired canned sardines?” Dante’s voice sliced through the air, sharp and accusing. My heart skipped a beat. “Calliope, you’ve been married to me for three years, and you still don’t know I’m allergic to nuts and seafood? Tell me what you are capable to do if you can not even be merely a housewife?” Dante, my husband, dressed in a tailored English suit, sat at the jasmine-covered dining table, looking as commanding as ever. He never allowed anyone to contradict him—not even me, his wife.

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

Ever since she sleepily asked me to be her mother last night, I had become more curious-than ever- about her real mother. So immediately she fell asleep, I rushed to Christopher's office. I had never been there before and honestly, I had never gotten any interests or gotten so curious about what he kept in his office. But right now, I was scrolling through the files on his table, not caring if he was probably watching me right now through some hidden camera. Christopher had gotten so desperate for a wife that he had paid me to play the part. Like that was not enough, his mother had agree. I knew that if a wife wasn't so important in Christopher's life- too important that he had to pay someon

He replied like a high schooler "Who caught those idiots" "It's me" We shouted I remembered Damian face he has stayed up all night to catch the woman that was destroying him from within. "Ma'am?" the store clerk asked "I am.... sorry we are happy for you. Please take this little token" she handed me a quality wine "Thank you, I am grateful" I replied joyfully receiving carefully putting the wine in my bag. "Madam?" the store clerk called "Are you his wife?" "No, his not married" I laughed

However, if I was going to be sold, I would be the one to write the invoice. “Continue,” Rhysander said. He leaned back against the mahogany table, crossing his arms. The dismissal was gone, replaced by a sense of intrigue. “You are currently facing a PR crisis regarding your expansion into the Eastern territories,” I said, laying out the facts like cards on a table. “The public sees the Berts as cold, ruthless and disconnected. A traditional marriage to a family with deep historical roots, even if we were a struggling one, softens your image. It provides a 'human interest' story for the board of directors. Furthermore, my family still holds the legacy permits for the deep-water ports in the

“I’ve never seen him smile until our madam came into his life, he used to be a robot, all of his life, he only lived for others, but he became selfish after he got her and finally found his happiness which he searched desperately for years, He never cared about where he stayed or lived because he never had a home, but he found a home in her, which inspired him to build the most beautiful mansion in the country. He destroyed all of his favorite clothes, watches, shoes because he wanted to wear everything according to her taste. He never cooked for anyone in his life, no matter how many people begged him, but he cooked every meal he had with her after their marriage. Our master never ate befor

Esqueza's shoulder. "I'm not buying you any bags, Ashley," Mr. Esqueza teased. "Aww, that's so sweet!" she said and followed inward to where their mom went. Her mom was jealous of me because I married Mr. Esqueza? Is she okay? Or maybe, she was just wondering how the hell her son married me. If she only knew I didn’t really win her son’s heart. He's like Mt. Everest in height, way out of my league.

Janette whispered as she gazed at the beautiful panels of colorful decorative tiles representing each of Spain’s provinces which are set overlooking the long pool. Danielle chuckled again. She wondered if Janette really knew the person she’s married to. Perhaps she has no idea that Jackson and she owned almost half of the shares of that tourist building. “Seems ya still haven’t realized that you’re married to one of the top billionaire in the state. Well, to answer your question, Jackson and I owned half of what you are seeing here and now that you’re married to Jackson, you’re automatically a shareholder, too.” Janette gasped and widened her eyes in shock. “From the surprise look on your fa