Is Ana Gabriel Married Novels & Stories

I turned my head to Gabriel angrily and he smiled uneasily. “My…ex.” He mouthed awkwardly. “So what do you want from me?” The terrifying beautiful huntress psycho. “It's very complicated,” Gabriel said and sat down upright on the sofa. “I can tell. You came here from the United States and you managed to get away from that crazy wife of yours.” She said with a touch of envy evident in her voice. How a shabby-looking nerd like Gabriel manages to bag hotties like this one continued to baffle me. “That crazy wife of his is my mother,” I growled.

She said rolling her eyes and striking a pose with her hers on the waist which was slightly bent sideways. “Excuse you ?” Nicole said stepping in-between them. “Oh please you are.” Emily said “What happened?” Jayson asked directing the question to no one in particular. “Well well, this hire right here wa caught staring at Ryan Robson.” Anita said from behind. Ava swallowed hard, she didn't know if she was ashamed of being called a horse or afraid of letting them know that's her husband. “Really?” Nicole asked “Well well, wake up from your dreams, I heard his married to some highschool girl.” Emily said

Damon asked flipping through a magazine. "That lady is too clumsy. She doesn't get anything done. You need a beautiful and sophiscated lady and Miss Gabriel is the right one for you. "Miss Gabriel? Is that her name? By the way, I didn't complain about Emily she does her job well and I don't want someone else" Damon cleared. "Yeah! Ria Gabriel" isn't that a beautiful name for a beautiful lady?" Chase grinned trying to avoid the topic about Emily. "Nothing is beautiful about that. It's a regular name. Anyways, I don't want her. Call back Emily" Damon stated.

he murmured. Behind us, Jack called out, amused. “Gabriel, you’re leaving already? We’ve got another round. Everyone’s waiting.” Gabriel didn’t even turn around. He stayed pressed against me, voice soft. “No. My wife needs her medication. I’m taking her home.” Jack clicked his tongue but didn’t push. A second later, my phone vibrated twice. I unlocked it. It was a message from Ella Reed. Grace Miller, want to play a game? Guess—will Gabriel go home with you to make sure you take your meds…

He lifted his left ring finger. He seemed to be surprised by it. "It's a secret marriage and I think it should be kept." "I am just concerned about my wife. She's been secretive," Gabriel said. "So, I saw a message from her notification." He shrugged. "Oh, well. I understand how protective you are. But, I can't say anything about my business with the triplets." Gabriel nodded. "But, I assure you. It's not anything intimate. It's just—" He stopped and looked at the window. "It's about my wife and a business with the triplets."

“You know nothing about me, or my marriage.” Anna’s gaze flickered. “Don’t I? Gabriel used to talk to me, you know. Before you. He told me things he doesn’t tell you. About his father. About the trust funds. About the companies you’ve never even heard of. You’re not his equal, Lucy. You’re a placeholder.” Lucy’s nails bit into her palms. “Get out.” Anna’s smile was all venom. “I’ll leave. But ask yourself this when Gabriel finds out what Patricia’s planning, who will he believe? The woman he married under false pretenses… or me?”

Again. I shouldn’t have been surprised. After five years of marriage, I’d learned billion-dollar deals and boardroom wars were the only things that held his attention. Not anniversaries. Not birthdays. Not me. I lifted my glass of wine—Chardonnay, not the expensive red he preferred. Why waste it on dinners I always ate alone? The bitterness lingered on my tongue, heavier than the alcohol. “Mrs. Thorne?” I looked up. Ana, one of the staff, hovered in the doorway, hands knotted in front of her, eyes flicking nervously between me and Gabriel’s untouched plate.

"Come back tonight, if that's what you want. But just to talk." Lívia smiled, victorious, and Ana nodded, her eyes shining with a mix of submission and boldness. They left, the sound of their heels echoing in the sacristy, leaving Gabriel alone with the weight of the cross and the heat of his own body. He collapsed into the chair, the rosary slipping from his fingers, and tried to pray, but the image of the two—Ana, with her false shyness, and Lívia, with her brazen provocation—was stronger than any prayer.

Alpha Gabriel’s voice out, making my eyes shift back at him. “No, I am not, unfortunately.” I uttered trying to fake disappointment. “My group is just ordinary, Mother Earth didn’t bless us with such powers.”I continued with a sigh. “Hmmm….Interesting” Gabriel said scratching his short stubble. “Tell me little gipsy, how a nobody like you end up married to Kade Greystone?” He asked me, observing my every move. So he knew I married Kade. “I made a deal with him” I heard myself saying and Gabriel's eyes went wide surprised.

I had tried to warn her, but she said those were necessary sacrifices for the advancement of medicine. I looked at her with deep disappointment. "I'll mail you the divorce papers tomorrow." Louis put on a fake show of concern and tried to dissuade me. "Ana just values my talent a lot—that's it. If you're angry over this, I'll apologize on her behalf. Also, don't scare her with a divorce. She might take it seriously." Anastasia's anger exploded. She slapped me hard across the face. "You're acting unreasonable, Gabriel! I'm telling you—I won't get divorced, and I'll accept the hospital's settlement plan for you, as your wife!"