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It was her big day, a day she had been planning since she was a little girl, I had been able to help them come to a compromise, but my gut told me Monica Lombardi was not going to forget that incident. “No, she just made some offhanded comment about grandbabies the other day” “She better watch it” Vanessa quips. "She has grand babies, isn't her first daughter married?" which means she meant that comment specifically for my friend. “Just enjoy your husband Isabella, when it is time, it will happen” Gianna advised and I nodded along. If only she hadn’t married so far from home, all the way in Miami, to another family. We talk some more about nothing as serious, just some recent gossip. Now we

"I thought you said you were married, Elena. Why are you here, harassing Clara again? Or should I say, you finally realized how shameful it was to be a mistress and regretted it?" Where did that come from? "Mistress? What on earth are you talking about?" Liam let out a cold snort, his voice dripping with disdain. "That Maybach you left in? It's a custom model with only ten units in the world. You really think some powerful tycoon would be interested in an amnesiac nobody like you? "I looked into it. Every major player in Zentara was already married before you even went missing. So, unless you're some rich man's mistress, what other role could you possibly play?"

“Ms. Lorenza is the children’s biological mother. Since both she and Mr. Marchesi are busy with work, the children were left in Ms. Bianchi’s care.” Even Isaac glanced sideways. So the biological parents were unavailable, yet the stepmother was expected to shoulder everything—and the birth mother was being publicly introduced as the wife? Damiano spoke quietly, his tone lethal. “Mr. Marchesi, when I visited Milano last time, you introduced Ms. Lorenza as your wife. I’m quite sure I remember correctly.” Inside the private room, Lucia felt her body go numb. Leonardo’s shamelessness made her past feelings seem ridiculous. Damiano didn’t wait for an explanation.

Fuck them both. Before I could respond and probably start a family drama, our guests walk in and I immediately compose myself. I only see two older people who I assume to be Mr Arthur De Luca: the chairman of the De Luca Refinaries and his wife, Mrs Rosemary De Luca: CEO of Marrs Stitches, a popular worldwide fashion design brand. The main person I have been anxiously waiting to meet is absent. “Ah, it’s a pleasure to have you meet us tonight. This is my wife, Veronica, and my first daughter, Hazel.” My father introduced us to both couples, and I must admit, they look absolutely stunning for their age.

There was something animalistic about her, Josephus thought. Perhaps the Devil had already taken her for his own. A plump woman he recognized as the wife of Marcus, the 1oreman of the cementarii, seemed to be in charge of th birthing. She was positioned at the foot of the bed, her head darting in and out from under Santesa's shift, blathering in Italian and barking orders to Santesa. The woman's hair was braided and bobbed to keep it out of her eyes, her hands an

Lyzza replied. The woman's eyebrows furrowed, and she glared at her. "Who are you to tell me what's right and wrong?" Lyzza ignored the people who were now looking at them, she held Gideon tighter and made sure Mariz couldn't get near him. "I'm the current and only legal wife of Gideon Vesarius." The woman laughed. "It seems to be your hobby to pick up the discarded. I was Mrs. Vesarius before you. I already used that surname, discarded it, and you just picked it up."

Theo rubbed his face for who knows how many times. Josephine's message upset him deeply. Why didn't she answer his phone? What the hell is Vanessa? What did she say to his wife? He and Josephine have been married for less than a week and he already had to figure out a way to keep his mistresses as far away from her as possible. He hadn't heard from Vanessa since he got married. True, he called her once, but since her maid told him that her mistress would not accept his invitation, he thought that the two of Josephine no longer had anything to talk about. Jacqueline sent him only one short message. Let me know when you freak her out. Why did Josephine use the word poisonous? Something nasty m

It was her big day, a day she had been planning since she was a little girl, I had been able to help them come to a compromise, but my gut told me Monica Lombardi was not going to forget that incident. “No, she just made some offhanded comment about grandbabies the other day” “She better watch it” Vanessa quips. "She has grand babies, isn't her first daughter married?" which means she meant that comment specifically for my friend. “Just enjoy your husband Isabella, when it is time, it will happen” Gianna advised and I nodded along. If only she hadn’t married so far from home, all the way in Miami, to another family. We talk some more about nothing as serious, just some recent gossip. Now we

Zander was perched on the edge of my bed, and he could do nothing but try to offer me comfort. Which was of no use, because nothing could make me feel better at this point. “Now that the stupid Mafia Don has found them, I’m going to be married off like the sacrificial lamb that I am.” I pointed out as I pushed myself up into a sitting position, with my legs folded beneath me. “Stop it, you’re not a sacrificial lamb.” Zander argued feebly. “I am. That’s what dad said. You and Ethan are the only important assets he has in his children.” I said harshly, roughing scratching my cheeks with my hands.

I stood up from my seat, and my manager followed closely behind, until I heard a word that made me stop in my tracks. “Isnt she Mr Lancaster wife?”, The CEO of Lancaster group, “what's she doing here in paris?”, “Why is she here?”. I looked at Elena. She's on her way inside but she stopped on her tracks and looked sad. “ I recall the day I went to Adrian's office with Linda”,