Her Ladyship's Spouse Novels & Stories

I greeted them. I see recognition in their eyes. “Good afternoon Mrs. Ottave!” They greeted me. “I'm visiting my husband. Is he in his office?” I ask them. “We'll just call her secretary Ma'am.” They said. While they are calling my husband’s office I took quick glance at the building’s lobby. Like our building, they have the minimalist look, simple but elegant. “Ma'am Mara as per your husband's secretary, Sir Maru is in his office.” “Okay. Thanks. ...” I look at her nameplate “Abbie”

I was nearly falling asleep when he returned with a lady on his arm. I was on my feet already; from her well made hair, her expensive gown to her leather shoes, I knew she was the lady of the house. "Lady Penelope, this is my bride Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn, this is Lady Penelope, the viscountess." I didn't know if I should curtsey or kiss her cheek, I didn't know how I was supposed to behave in the presence of a viscountess. She was such a young woman, she didn't even look above three and twenty, yet she was a viscountess.

“Grainne?” Old William only now noticed Grainne standing beside Liam William. He rejoiced, "Liam, is this your wife?" Grainne frantically shook her hand, "No, no, sir, I'm not." Liam William explains: “Grandpa, this is my friend, his name is Grainne.” Old William was a little disappointed, old Lady William walked over and pulled Liam William into a chair.

Why is it that every time she gets married, she becomes more and more stressed, she even has insomnia a few nights before, not having a good night's sleep. The make-up artist came in and started putting on her makeup when Harry ran in too. Today he wears a white suit, with a bow tie at the collar. He looks so handsome and cute. The young makeup artists always liked to tease him. "Miss Grainne, you have such a handsome husband, and your son is so cute, you are so happy!" The makeup artist's words were filled with admiration. The other make-up artist grinned and continued: "That's right, Miss Grainne, you can pretend that Levi is the blessing of many of those girls! Miss Grainne is a kind pers

She then led us toward two ladies dressed in beautiful silk dresses. One of the ladies had red hair and I frowned lightly. If I am not mistaken she is the one who started the conversation of my relationship with both Eros and Alcander at the alpha conference. And I don't think she likes me very much. "This is Lady Irene, lord Johnathan's wife. And this is Lady Angelica lord Anthony's wife." Luna Selena introduced me to the two ladies and I curtsied before them. "Well, aren't you beautiful?" Lady Angelica asked before she gently lifted my chin with her gloved hand.

he replied, and a warm smile washed over her face. “Who was that noblewoman you were speaking to not long ago?” she asked. Another silence; the Grand Lord didn't look up nor stop his work. After a while, he replied. “Lord Fredrick's third wife,” he finally said. “She came over to report instead of her husband.” A strange relief washed over Lylah. It was surreal, but she was glad that woman was already married… married to an old man like Lord Fredrick? The one who bought Arianna to the Citedal.

She had to protect our family's dignity. She smiled gracefully. But her words cut deeper than any blade. "How wonderful. You only remembered I was your wife after everyone else did." "Lord Ashbourne." The Crown Prince stepped in calmly. "I believe Lady Seraphina should decide." "I believe your wife has already received enough attention from you for one lifetime, Lord Ashbourne." Cyran smiled. "Now, allow me to take your place." At that moment, I wanted to slit both their throats.

I forced that big, bright, hollow smile back onto my face and nodded. We reached the dining hall, and Elin excused herself. I walked toward the empty chair beside my husband. He didn't look at me; he was too busy smiling sweetly at Lady Selene. I stared at her, the confusion gnawing at me. Who is she? “Ooh, look who has arrived,” my husband laughed, his voice booming and arrogant. “My ethereal wife. The most beautiful creature in the world. I still can’t believe I won her.”

Did i forget to mention Adie is married. he is married to Imani. His perfect little wife. How could he still think of her after what just happened? After the way he kissed me rough yet tender. After making love to me like I was something precious, like I mattered. “Your wife? Oh,” I muttered, suddenly feeling small. He stood up, grabbing his pants and his now-rumpled shirt. “Uh… I have to go. I’ll text you,” he said quickly, already halfway out the door, his shirt still unbuttoned.