Jotaro Wife Novels & Stories

The red hair instantly looked away, and he grimaced; he was going to kill her. “Doreen, what's going on here?” Charlie advanced closer, and so did the rest. Tessa was back in Doreen's arms, and she was beaming with a smile. “Papa. Mama, uh…this is…uh…” “I'm her boyfriend, Sir, Ma'am.” Doreen uttered charmingly and Beth's lips expanded into a joyful smile. “And Father.” He faced Charlie. “This is Tessa, my angel, and my future wife.”

“Secret? I'm sure that person's identity is very special." Jethro watched Devlin's moody look from afar and felt a little pity, although the master and Miss Julia did not publicize their love story, the sheriff soon suspected Devlin had a girlfriend, so he quietly told him to go investigate, but he found out too late and didn't have time to report to Sir Robert that Devlin's girlfriend was Julia, then such a big thing happened.

I glanced over at him and in that short time he'd grown more vibrant looking. "You're blessed with a wonderful wife," he told me sincerely and I nodded. I opened the door to my parking garage and entered the elevator. Lifting the secret key panel I inserted my key and turned it causing the elevator to rise. I glanced back at Jericho. "Does your father know how you are treated," I asked curiously and he looked down shaking his head in embarrassment. "Your wife is a Wraith, did you know that?" Jericho blanched and told me he found out after their first child together. I shook my head and realized that I had it great with Grace yet continued to fuck up.

Mom and Dad kept their heads down as well, not daring to defend Vivienne anymore. Dominic turned his gaze toward me, his expression radiating profound affection. "Isabella and I are virtually inseparable. I'm the best person to judge whether she has been meeting people in secret or acting with malice!" He gently pulled me into his arms, like it was natural, and said, "Isabella is my wife and the person I hold dearest! I'm not going to stand by while people spread lies or try to hurt her!" With that, Dominic deliberately raised his wrist to display our matching bracelets. He gave it a little shake, making the bracelet gleam under the light.

I was alone at home. My wife, Queenie Sullivan, had said she had to attend a business function. It was already very late into the night, yet she still hadn't returned. Clutching my stomach, I fought through the pain as I dragged myself to prepare some ginger tea for her. Queenie returned home drunk. She looked upset, as if something were weighing heavily on her. I offered her the ginger tea, but for some reason, she reacted with sudden irritation. She slapped my hand away, sending the cup of ginger tea crashing to the floor. Then, with a cold expression, she kicked me right in the stomach.

When I'd discovered I was pregnant two months later, that burden had become permanent. We'd married in a small ceremony with no joy and few witnesses. His pack had been furious—an Alpha marrying a rogue was scandal enough, but one he'd been forced to marry out of duty was even worse. I'd endured their cold stares and whispered insults, had smiled through the thinly veiled hostility, because at least I had a home. At least my child would have a pack, a place to belong. And Matthew had held my hand tightly that day. "She's my wife," he'd said, his voice steel. "She's your Luna. And she's earned her place here a hundred times over. Anyone who disagrees can challenge me directly."

"He even feels sorry for me all the time, saying my parents favored sons over daughters and that I suffered because of it. He turns a blind eye to me supporting my 'brother.' What an idiot!” "Why wouldn't I take advantage of a guy like this? His money is there for me and my son to spend!" I stared at my phone screen, my fingers trembling uncontrollably. Vivienne Carter was my wife. For five years, she constantly cried in front of me, saying she was neglected by her parents since childhood and forced to drop out of school to support her brother's education. Every single word oozed self-pity.

Then who was their son—and what was he to her? She couldn’t have fallen for someone else. How could there be talk of betrayal? While she was still confused, Atlas stepped forward, his gaze sharp and commanding. “Naomi Swift is now my wife—my wife. She has nothing to do with the Rhodes anymore.” The crowd was dumbfounded. Then he turned to the two women standing across from him. “And as for you—if you harass my wife again, there’s no need for the Rhodes to exist.” Jovita felt a chill from head to toe.

Yelle said sarcastically. I poke her. "What?" "Shut up!" I whispered I saw her pouted. "Care to tell me what the heck is happening?!!!" My husband said angrily. "Maru..." Jana called him while crying. "Explain!!!" Maru shouted. "Maru you need to calm down" Jana was about to touch my husband. "Don't you dare touch my husband!" I warned her. I went to Maru and hold his hand. I furrowed when I touch the paper that her is holding.

“Don’t get your panties in a twist. She wouldn’t have felt a thing. See this here tattoo? This symbol blocks the mate bond. It allows me to live my life the way I see fit. Besides I needed that just as you did” “No. I didn’t need anything. I…” “Oh please. You and your sister rocked up here all tooty snooty. Your no fucking better than the rest of us. Fucking me just fucking grounded your uptight ass” “Who’s your wife?” “Sara” “You are fucking joking. Well, she isn’t going to help me now is she. Does she know her husband is a sleaze ball?” I went to say more when the back of Todd’s hand connected with my cheek, the force knocking me to the ground.