Hajime Wives Novels & Stories

The Dodge Tomahawk was a top-notch robot because it recognized its master. The reason Simon was so angry when he heard Elijah take out the Dodge Tomahawk and even give it to others was that he knew in his heart that the Dodge Tomahawk was no ordinary robot, and there was a good chance he had lost the possibility of owning it forever as it would only have one master. Merry's face contorted, and she looked indescribably icy at the thought of this. Her eyes were filled with extreme resentment as she looked at Nicole in the ring.

"Okay... I'm also very happy to have an unexpected guest like you. I hope you can come here again next time." "Of course!" Jun said confidently and immediately grabbed Homi's hand tightly which surprised the woman. "My wife and I will come again next time." Hyomi was clumsy and finally smiled awkwardly without answering anything. "I look forward to your visit with your children." Mrs. Kim laughed. "Of course!" Jun was getting more and more confident as if that was going to happen. And Hyomi can only pensive in an awkward smile. Inside, he wanted to beat the man. "Be careful on the way newlyweds!" said Mrs. Kim, waving her hand from a distance. "And take care of your beautiful wife!"

He raised his hands in mock surrender as the women laughed and splashed him harder, clearly delighted they'd gotten their usually stoic CEO into the water. Something tugged in my chest. Hard. Those butterflies from before—the ones I'd tried so hard to ignore—erupted with a vengeance. My stomach flipped. My breath caught. I watched him push wet curls back from his forehead, watched him laugh—actually laugh—at something one of the women said. Watched the way water droplets traced paths down his chest, over muscles I had no business noticing. "You're staring," Vivienne said beside me, her voice thick with amusement.

Just as Azzmi walks in, Raven says, “Meet my wife.” “Your wife?” Jimmy’s eyes widen. “Yes, my wife. Isn’t she beautiful?” At the compliment, Azzmi chuckles and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. Raven swears he sees a slight pink blush on her cheeks, though he thinks his eyes are deceiving him. “So, what do you think? She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” Jimmy nods enthusiastically, as though he’s in love with her. Azzmi moves closer and sits right beside Jimmy. Her bright smile doesn’t fade as she speaks to him.

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

And now, standing in front of me in our kitchen, he was attempting to play the role of the wounded, betrayed husband—not because he was actually remorseful for what he’d done to me, but because someone else had answered my distress call before he could control the fallout. "You have got to be absolutely kidding me, Marcus." "I'm completely serious, Elena." "Marcus. Stop." His voice suddenly rose, the control fracturing. "I come home after trying to reach you all night, only to find another man walking my wife through the front door—" "Your wife?" He stopped mid-sentence. I took a deliberate step forward, moving out of the shadows of the foyer and into the harsh light of the kitchen. "Your wi

And all others were just murmuring on how arrogant this girl is. "Me!" Then I saw Stacey, were already marching towards the machine. Does she know what she's doing? The murmurs got even louder. I heard that it's the first time for a girl-to-girl match. I went to Stacey's side. "Can you handle this?" I trailed off to Stacey. "Sit back and relax, Lay." She then gave me a smirk. Okay. I know she got this. It's time to pick their characters. The girl picked Kazumi, not that I know of, she's the mother of Kazuya, the daughter-in-law of Jinpachi, the paternal grandmother of Jin and the ex-wife of Heihachi.

At least she's okay. "Now, tell me about your trip to Japan." "It was great, Umma," Jeremy declared but did not hesitate to continue. Hae Mina listened as he retold their trip, but she wondered why he had called Mrs. Naiting, Umma. "Hae Mina, Jae-Woo's identical female twin was there. Well technically that's impossible, but she looks a lot like him. I'm not kidding and it was awesome. You should have seen the dress Hwan Chin-Sun had her in," Jeremy chatted on and Mrs. Naiting smiled and asked questions. Hae Mina wondered if she was interested or if she was pretending so Jeremy would not be hurt. When Jeremy finished, Mrs. Naiting spoke.

“You know that is how mind control works?” Mitsuhide said softly. He was watching the young woman in front of him. Though she was the youngest of the group by a few years she had an aura about her that matched his wife’s in making her seem much older than she really was. He smiled at the thought that he could only deal with one woman like his wife but this other one wasn’t all that bad to add to the mix. Mitsuhide thought Max had lucked out the same way he did.

A little jerk of his body after every whip was the only evidence that they are not hitting a statue of stone. " Wow, you have strong endurance. I am impressed. Basically, almost every girl wants this trait in his husband but not everyone gets it. Guess I am the lucky one " A sweet Honey coated alluring voice came from behind. Everyone stilled in fear but the whip adapters started whipping him with more force because they knew if they stopped then they will get whipped to death. A swirl of red smoke arrived right in front of the warrior. A beautiful, elegant woman appeared from it. He looked at her with a mixture of anger and disgust. His gray eyes meet her emotionless Hazel eyes and an evil