Is Ana Gabriel Married Novels & Stories

“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.

​The comments section was an absolute, brutal bloodbath. ​“Oh my god, didn't Ruby Bells throw her welcome party last night? Embarrassing!” “So Mrs. Ray was lying through her teeth about that 'emergency business meeting' lol.” “Alex officially upgraded the contract to a public humiliation. Ouch.” ​A sharp, violent wave of hot fury and humiliation rushed straight to my face. My chest tightened so hard I dropped my silver fork against the porcelain plate with a loud clatter. My life was officially over. Everyone in Manhattan’s elite circle now knew that my husband had abandoned me to go seek out his ex-fiancée on the most important night of our public social calendar. It was a public execution

I forced a smile, trying to hide the fact that I was freaking out. "I heard you talking to yourself, you do that when you're freaking out." Cara told me softly. "Xavier said he wants me, and he won't stop." I blurted. "Is he silly, doesn't he know you're married to his brother?" Cara asked me. "I told him that the night of the wedding and he said he doesn't care, and we kissed." I admitted, feeling a blush forming. "You did what?" Cara 's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped. "Alana, you idiot!"

he said casually, even though his words were very threatening to me. "It wasn't my will to reject you at that time, and it wasn't my desire to marry Anastasia either. Didn't you ask where she is now? My wedding is coming up, but she herself is not by my side right now," he said. "You are right. I've been meaning to ask that step-sister of mine," I replied quickly as soon as I heard Anastasia's name. "Where is she now? You're not torturing her, are you?" "Tck." She snorted in annoyance again for the second time. "Can you still care about her? Just so you know, Gabriel asked me to break up with you because he wanted me to marry his daughter, Anastasia."

I wanted to scream, to beg, and to do something that would make him see how much he was hurting me, but all I could do was stare at the papers…particularly at the signature line where my name was supposed to go. Was this really it? Was he really going to walk away from everything we built together? Just like that? Then, as I sat there in stunned silence, my phone suddenly buzzed on the table. I glanced at the screen and saw a message from my best friend, Isabella. “I need to talk to you about Gabriel.” I froze. What did she mean? Why would she need to talk to me about my husband?I stared at the message again and my gut told me something was very wrong. Clutching my phone, my heart almost ski

"I wish you both the best in your messed up relationship. Truly. You deserve each other. Two snakes in one nest. Do invite me to the wedding. I'll send flowers. Dead ones to be precise." Gabriella stood up slowly. She walked to the door and opened it wide. Her smile was nasty and thin. "Don't worry," Gabriella said. "We won't invite you. We only want people at our wedding who know how to keep a husband. And judging by that cheating scandal in New York that you were so embarrassed you had to hide in Italy, you're not one of them." Ariana's face went white. Then red. Then white again. Gabriella tilted her head. "How is your husband Daniel, by the way? Still sleeping with his secretary? Or did

“I did nothing.” But Anna shook her head, completely disagreed with Rosalind. “No, you’re wrong. When you accept Gabriel’s proposal, it means a lot to him.” She took a deep breath. “Gabriel once almost married another woman, but she disappeared. My son …” Anna took a deep breath and wept without sound as she recalled the past.