Novel & Cerita I Am His Captive Wife

She saw me standing there, looking more radiant than I had in years. "Ava? What is this? This isn't an apartment; this is a fortress!" "Lisa, sit down," I said softly. "I’m not a captive. I’m a wife." Lisa’s jaw dropped. "Married? To who? Some shadow-dealer?" Connor walked into the room then, radiating pure High-Alpha authority. He leaned down, nuzzling the junction of my neck and shoulder. "I’ll leave you to your girl-talk for thirty minutes, Ava. Then, you're mine."

Mustafa who is now with Zoe wants to live a new life again after going through hell in his marriage with Cassie but with the children they have standing in the way, how does he function properly as the husband to Zoe and as a father to the children he has with Cassie? Cassie is left to deal with the misery, trying to patch all of the broken pieces together after so much has been ruined. Would she ever get a renewal of love and life itself when there's unprecedented polyandry standing in the way? Aren't you excited for this??? Ooh la la! Until next time, see you in The Captor, sequel to The Captive! One more thing, you can read The Captive on GoodNovel now and you can also purchase it on Okad

I retorted. “As I said, he is mine. If you think you can take him, you’re mistaken. We are going back to Russia, where you will stay and fulfill your duties as my wife,” he shot back, and I stared at him in disbelief. “You did this! You brainwashed me, tried to kill me, and took me hostage. You lied about everything, but deep down, you know the truth,” I cried out, causing the baby to wail in my arms. “I have always loved you, but you never gave me the chance to possess you. I saw an opportunity and seized it, so don’t blame me. Now you belong to me, so accept it,you are my wife” he declared as he smirked.

Irene’s POV. ‘There was no way I heard that right.’ "Wife?" I stammered. “I... I don't understand." His eyes narrowed, "Did I stutter, niña?" The floor tilted beneath me. ‘This was utter madness.’ ‘Did he spare my life, only to put me through this?’ ‘Coming here to work for a villain like him was humiliating enough, not to talk of being his wife, sharing his bed… oh, that would be the end of me.’

“Who is your real wife, Gabriel?” ~ Gabriel blinked, as if the question punched the air out of him. “Celina,” he said softly, almost a plea. “Please, let’s not do this here.” She stepped back, her voice rising, shaky but firm. “Answer me!.” “I’m your husband,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “That’s the only truth that matters right now.” She let out a bitter laugh. “That’s not an answer, Gabriel. That’s a deflection. I’ve seen the photos. The gala. The magazine article. ‘Power couple,’ right? Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes.”

You had no idea that I have eyes and ears everywhere, “he says. “You have eyes everywhere, but you are still too blind to see, too deaf to hear too! I don’t care what you say or do, I will not go back with you to Galentia without releasing my mother from Damien’s wicked captive! “I yelled. “What did you say? Damien, has your mother been imprisoned? Where is she?” his voice became calmer. “Damien has her! I had to escape from him just to get help from you and instead, what did I get from the person that was supposed to be my husband? Betrayal, you made me a servant instead! I don’t care if you are the king of the world, you are not going to take me back to Galentia! I will go back to Avalor n

"I just need to sit here for a minute." "Okay," I say. We sit there for another stretch. Long enough that my back starts to register the floor's lack of cooperation, but I don't move because he isn't moving and I'm not leaving him in this room alone tonight, and the floor is just a floor. "She's in the Ruins," he says. "Yes." "Pregnant." "Yes." "With an execution order that's only in holding because Cassidy made a quiet decision and Dominic is unconscious." "Yes," I say. "Which means we have a window and it's not a large one."

she whispered, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Exactly," Victor said, his eyes darkening as he leaned in close, his hot breath brushing against her ear. "You are not entering this room as a captive. You are not a pawn sent here to die for Rome's sins. You are the Pakhan’s wife. You are the queen of this empire. Every man in that room answers to me, which means every man in that room answers to you. If anyone looks at you the wrong way, I will cut their throat before they can even blink."

Celine nods, seriously, “I left him asleep; he woke and I wasn’t there, he panicked and ran out of the room to this balcony looking over the living room where I was laying on the sofa on my back with my legs in the air. He came out shouting, ‘Where is she?’, he looks down at me and I meow. Fi, Sammy and Nate all burst out laughing, he takes a moment but joins in eventually. That was an interesting day. My first day of freedom after eleven years in a basement chained to a wall.” Frida stops in her tracks and looks at her, Celine realises she hadn’t known. “Oh, Frida. I’m sorry. I thought you knew, it’s fairly common knowledge now.” Frida comes up to her, and takes her hand. “You were a captiv

Bella hesitated. She agreed to delay our divorce until she gave birth to Poppy. To save my marriage, I looked the other way. I no longer brought Carlson up. Instead, I focused on Poppy. That year, our relationship recovered, and we found love again. But she secretly took Poppy along to meet up with Carlson. Poppy hated Carlson. She hit him when he tried to carry her. Carlson fell and suffered a huge injury. When I saw Bella and her disappointed face, I thought that our marriage was over.