His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius Novels & Stories

he got back on topic. "Yes. No-one ever cheats on me, no one!" she declared. Noah stared at her intently. "My darling wife. I'm sorry to say but, you are clinically insane," he said. "What makes you say that?" she asked innocently. "You ran your best friend...I mean your lover out of the country instead of breaking up with her just because she had a one night stand with a stranger? And then you destroy the said stranger's life just so you can hurt her pride a little. ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?" Noah screamed.

He said it with gritted teeth, looking at her as if she was the worst thing that ever happened to him. And just like that, Hazel Anderson became Hazel Kingston. The wife of the richest man, but also the most unwanted woman in the world.

The headline says: "ASHCROFT FOUNDATION RETURNS—LEO SERRANO AND WIFE EXPECT FIRST CHILD." Wife? The world tilted on its axis. "They… married?" Pandora's tone is subdued. "Two months ago. Secret wedding in Paris. That's how she received diplomatic coverage—she's now legally part of the Ashcroft board by marriage." "She manipulated us," I gasp. "She wanted us busy so that she could set up her power pieces." "No," Pandora answers. "She wanted Cassian dead. But not before… " I look at her. "Before what?"

“No way, I am not obsessed with her! I am in love with my girlfriend! What I experienced today is just a call of a worldly desire. I am just a man, after all. He lay down on the bed to sleep. Then he turns his back on his wife that was sleeping. He slowly closes his eyes when he felt her soft breast touch his back so suddenly his manhood came to life unexpectedly, and the more he was sweating profusely. He was annoyed with it. He felt that his wife did it on purpose. He turned in her direction to tell, but when he saw her sound asleep, all of a sudden, his annoyance subsided seeing the gentle face of his wife up close. He was fascinated to stare intently at her until he fell asleep next to h

Which made him very astound and happy to have a very loving and genius wife as her. “Oh..my Husband…please, I know I am a genius…hohoho..”. (Countess Vinetta) Seeing her glee husband, Vinetta was pleased. Still she was wondering if just that she can joined in on the tasked, she wanted to do more perhaps even proved that maybe, despite being a supporting wife maybe she can even make a name for herself.

Duke Morrison and his wife Layla Unvine no longer wanted to keep up their act upon hearing that question. Layla said glumly, "You're a saint, Wendy. You're capable of living with anyone. Not me, though. I was born into a respectable family. My father is a college professor, and my mother is a musician. I was raised with proper education from a young age and never mingled with the rabble." She continued, "My husband is a software company's CEO, which makes me the CEO's wife. We can't possibly lower our status and live with someone like Suzanne. It makes me sick."

I’m going nowhere. Maria doesn’t understand she’s not leaving. She’s my perfect lover. I’ve never met a woman like her. Her drawbacks are she’s a gold digger and has no pedigree. If it were different I’d have married her the first time I had her. But after the scandal I need a wife with a pedigree to satisfy my family. What I want doesn’t matter.

"My name is Clara Vance, and I am the founder and CEO of V-Tech Industries." The room erupted. Reporters scrambled to get closer. "Miss Vance! There are rumors you were married to Julian Thorne! Is it true you've been his housewife for three years?" a journalist yelled. Clara leaned into the microphone, a small, icy smirk playing on her lips. "I was a wife, yes. But I found the position… underwhelming. I’ve decided to return to a role that requires more intelligence and significantly less cooking." Julian felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. He stared at the screen, his blood running cold. She looked beautiful. She looked powerful. She looked like a stranger.

He whispered gritting his teeth, his eyes screamed the madness, the unrequited obsession and immense possessiveness for his wife as he murmured viciously. "Not even Freya can! I possess her soul, I own her everything. And if she's not mine, then she's of no one's!" _____________________________________ The next will be updated soon keep on liking and commenting. Till the next adios

He pulled me back roughly, and I landed back down on him with a yelp. “You're shredding whatever is left of my dignity. I don't want to be known as the weird couple.” I answered him briefly ducking my head and whispering. “Look around.” He ordered and I obeyed instantly, noticing that the entire lounge area was empty. It was just me and him remaining. “Did you clear the area?” “Yes.” He answered. “God forbid everybody finds out your wife had a psychotic breakdown. Wife of Shipping and Tech Magnate Nikolas Stavros’s wife regrets her decision one night into their wedding.” I gesticulated in the air in grand style and chuckled sadly but he didn't find it funny.