Istri Baru Suami Mawar Novels & Stories

“My marital life is none of your fucking business.” My lips quirk up in a cruel smile. “What did you do this time?” “Smiled at the maid for making pasta. Thanked her.” He exhales sharply, like a man questioning every decision he’s ever made. “Irina says I’ve cheated on her by giving my smile to another woman. Told me to marry the maid since I love her food so much. When I left to stay at a hotel for the night, you know what I got?” I arch a brow.

" Wait!! Well... She is my... Wife. " " WHAT ???? Are you mad?? " " No, but getting there very soon. " " Mohit, I am not in the mood for riddles." " She is Srusti Mohit Paul. My wife already." " How?? When did you get married ?? Why didn't you tell us?? Manu is your best friend, you didn't even tell her. "

she asked, rolling her eyes. "Wait, are you making a fuss out of this?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. "aren't you supposed to be my wife?"I said, emphasizing the wife. "Don't you have any idea what married couples do?" I asked with a smirk. My heart gave a leap at his last statement. He drew closer to me in a way that I was scared he was going to hold me, he narrowed his eyes from my face down to my chest and entire body, giving it a cranky stare.

"I know, Luca. I know I messed up everything. But please, give me another chance. Forgive me." "What chance do you want? In case you missed the memo, I am already married to your sister. The one that lived in your house for over twenty years? Long black hair and brown eyes?" "So what? That marriage means nothing and you know it. You don't love Iris and besides she is a bastard and is not worthy to be your wife. I am the only one worthy of being your woman" She spat "Enough! Do you think you can come to my office and disrespect my wife? What makes you think you are better than her? Because you were skimpy clothes and layers of makeup?”

His face was sharp and defined with light stubble. He was a handsome man indeed. I stood up and embraced him in a quick hug. "È passato davvero molto tempo, stronzo (It's been a long time indeed shithead)" He chuckled and let go off me. He looked Ace up and down. "È questo quello? (Is this the one?)" I sighed as I nodded. "Yes Mariano. Ace this is Mariano Di Viao, my brother. Mariano this is Ace Hernandez, my.. husband."

I asked not understanding his words. "When you said you were not my wife and I felt little sting in my heart and I don't want to listen that coming from your mouth. I did not felt anything bad when you call me rude and arrogant but when you said I am not your wife that's the minute I want to kill everyone whoever watching you with lust in their eyes. This will be reminder to you whenever you say you are not mine," he said with arrogant smirk. I just hate this arrogant guy. "Love you crazy wife," he said with mischievous grin.

"When I talk to you, you answer." I quickly removed his hand from me as if I was disgusted. I can still accept that he will treat me as if he can't see me, but I will never accept that after he tells me to be a substitute wife, he will suddenly bring a woman to this house. "You obviously understand that I'm only doing this for my parents, Ambrose, but respect me! I have no other demand of you but that you give me respect." "We are not married yet. As of yet, no contract has been executed in connection with our agreement-"

Check! After the door to his room opened, he saw the back of a woman who covered her entire body. Yes, Diki gave advice to Mama Dila so that the concept of her wedding party with Novi prioritizes Islam and this is Diki's choice to look at Novi who is wearing a Tosca-colored Muslim wedding dress. Although, Diki has not seen Novi's beautiful face. However, he was happy to have his wish come true. Diki stepped towards Novi. Novi looked behind her, it turned out that Diki was already standing behind her.

“Lauren!!!” Lauren sneered at his roar but her eyes contained sadness. Yes, that woman he had married was a seductress even at that age and he was smitten with her, unlike her dead mother who was cold, elegant and powerful. Lauren could hear him trying to regulate his breathing but she didn’t care about that. She instead plays with her nails while waiting for him to say the main reason he called. After a while, Master Sterling who wasn’t in the mood to have more conversations with her went straight to the point, “Come home to visit!”