Joseph Lancia Wife Novels & Stories

I recognized her instantly. Lucia Eduardo. Daughter of Mayor Manuel Eduardo. A golden child and a politician’s princess. “What is she doing here?” I asked sharply. Lady Marta smiled like she had rehearsed it in the mirror. “This is Lucia. The young lady Santoro will be marrying.” My jaw dropped. “Excuse me?! Marrying? Are you people mad in this house? Is this a prank? Hidden cameras? Where?” No one answered and instead, Lucia walked right up to my husband... my husband... and wrapped her arms around him like she was claiming a prize she won at an auction and she placed a hand over her stomach.

Then, I saw Gianna slowly walking towards us with some soldiers. She looked very pale for a pregnant lady. Josephine saw her as well, so she intentionally raised her voice and said, "Do you think people are all blind?! My maids told me everything! You tried to seduce Lucian multiple times! You were standing in front of him, stripped naked, and flirting with him! He took you to a crayfish restaurant and you two had a date! Don't you know that he has a pregnant wife at home?! Don't you have any moral in your stupid dumb head?! Shame on you!"

“It’s an amazing ass though. You have to admit.” “Of course, it is but it’s mine.” Luis says with a laugh. “How the hell are you cousin?” Luis says as he pulls Jacob into a hug. “Baby come meet my cousin Jacob.” Luis holds his hand out to Veronica and she smiles before taking his hand and walking towards them. “Luis?” Jacob asks questionably. “My wife, Donna Veronica Molina. Baby, this is my cousin, Capo Jacob Deluca.” “It’s nice to meet you.”

However, maybe it was, in reality, the scheme of the Fates, a lesser being than the Creator but a separate element with the gods, for the ruin to arise. The odds were made possible by an elf named Jilroid. He was a powerful member of the aristocracy and a dreadful leader. He was deceitful, vain, self-centered, and greedy. He was fortunate enough to have a wife, named Estelel, even though it was through a fixed marriage. But he ignored and mistreated her. Neglected, his wife stumbled upon the human world and met a mortal. Unlike her husband, the mortal was kind and giving. They secretly met up many times before they fell love. They planned to get away and build a family of their own, in a pla

Vita was one lucky girl to have these big, powerful men wrapped around her tiny fingers. "I'm taking her out on a date." Leo winked at Carlo as he carried Vita. Carlo just chuckled and made a shooing motion at them. "Your wife didn't come along?" Lily asked Carlo. "She is in Sicily with her parents since she is almost seven months pregnant." The disappointment was evident on Carlo's face. Sasha had already spilled the details about Carlo's sinking marriage. Lily felt bad for them and especially for little Vita. The girl was so vibrant. Lily didn't want the cruel hands of the Cosa Nostra to snatch the color away from the girl's life. Like it did to hers.

Jade said taking a sip of her wine. "Elisa is the wife of Petro. Luciano's cousin and uncle Giovanni's son. They are a really nice couple honestly. I am glad you are beginning to see the brighter side of this family" Elizabeth smiled whilst helping Jade untie her packed hairs. "I never even thought there was a brighter side to this family..." Jade chuckled when the doors of her home bursted open and a distraught maid scampered right in, to their bewilderment. "Could you not knock?" Elizabeth scowled at the younger maid.

The top trending post was Lyla’s. Ivanka clicked on it and immediately saw the righteous rant she wrote. Lyla: “Hi, everyone. I’m Lyla, wife of Mr. Lane, chairman of Lane’s Group. I’m also the mother of Chiara Lane, who is the victim of this incident. ”Here’s what happened.

She could barely even swallow properly. “Aren't you going to do anything? Or are you just nervous?” One of the ladies asked, and Liya turned back to look at her. The lady quickly extended her hand. “Liana Sinclair. Xavier Sinclair's sister.” Liya could quickly spot the similarities between the two. Liya took her hand. “Liya Marino.” “Aldo Marino's wife. I know.” Liya found herself blushing. The only thing she could do was watch Liana as she touched her makeup, applied more lip gloss, and fixed her hair. They were soon huddled out of the dressing room.

"You know Lorenzo was thirteen when he went to his mother's funeral." Silence. Kyrian didn't know that. He looked at her but didn't say anything. Isabella kept talking. "Lara Moretti. Vincenzo's first wife. Lorenzo's real mom." She stopped for a second. Like the words hurt to say. "She was seven months pregnant. It was supposed to be a happy time. Lorenzo was excited to have a brother or sister. Lara was happy. Vincenzo was getting the baby room ready." Isabella's voice got quieter.

He aborted his intention to approach Ethan once he saw the figure of a woman in her mid-thirties who walked towards him with a warm smile. Risa Lancelot. She was the wife of Gerald Lancelot, a prominent businessman who was among the most successful businessmen in the city. Lancelot's position was on par with the Flynn family as well as four other high-profile business families. "Hello, Mrs. Lancelot," Andrew flashed a polite smile at Risa Lancelot. "You look healthy and young, as always."