Julia Schlaepfer Husband Novels & Stories

She wore an elegant white dress, her face was glowing, and her hand was intimately intertwined with Julian's. "Mr. Kessler," a journalist's voice rang out on the screen. "Your marriage has only just entered its fourth week, yet you've gathered us all here. Is there major news from Kessler Group?" Julian smiled. A triumphant smile that made my blood boil. "Yes. We decided to share this happy news a little early. My wife is expecting our first child." The crystal tumbler slipped from my hand and crashed against the floor, shattering into pieces.

* I shoved my phone back into my purse and put a blank check in front of him, "name your price Wilson, we can get in this marriage and carry on with our respective lives, you will be my husband on paper and paper only." He leaned back in his chair and loosened his tie with one hand, the corner of his mouth lifting like he found the whole thing amusing. His fingers tapped once against the armrest before he tilted his head and locked eyes with mine, “Red, you are just as interesting as your name, I've gotten out of fifteen marriages, what makes you think I can't get out of this one.”

Celeste asked, her tone gentle, sensing a deeper layer. Julian nodded. "Partly," he confirmed, his gaze drifting to the bustling kitchen. "But also, my wife and I have been trying for a baby for two years now. It's been... stressful. Even with the world's best fertility doctors, it just hasn't happened." He let out another sigh, running a hand over his tired face. "We haven't had much joy in our lives, you know? Going out to dinner just seems like a chore."

The man who was making his way to the other side of the club, was a spitting image of a younger version of Lorik, everything about him was fuckin’ Lorik, and I knew right then that he was our long-lost brother. “And who is that with him?” “From the information gathered, it is his stepmother, Julia Gusev. The current wife of Oleg Gusev.” Ava responded in a heartbeat and my hand which was nestled on her waist tightened. Something about this Julia rubbed me off the wrong way. I don’t know why, but seeing her so carefree and so damn happy made my blood boil. “I want a full file of this Julia Gusev.” It was Verzi who said with a pressed grunt, and that told me he could sense what I was sensing. T

Juliana was the first person I met when I started my job at the Slade's mansion and we have been nothing but close friends ever since. "Hey, Freya. Hey,Juliana," Craig, one of the many gardners at Slade's greeted. He is a year older than me and had told me about him being interested in me one time, but I declined. I discovered that not only does he have a pregnant girlfriend, but also for a fact that I'm not attracted to him in any way at all. But still, he persist. And that only gives me the slightest irk. "Hey, Craig," Juliana replied and I kept schtum, not saying any word.

"I hadn't seen my husband in a week." "Are you newlyweds?" Julia laughed. "Married ten years, but we have a very active sex life." She looked at me and I nodded, confirming. "I wish my husband wanted to have sex with me so badly." "Special circumstances," Julia said. "What special circumstances?" She asked. "I'm his sex slave," Julia laughed. "Totally voluntary, I assure you," she added when she saw the look of shock on the nurses face. "How does that work?"

His expression stayed calm and. “Stephanie,” he said. “How have you been?” “I’ve been bored,” she replied dramatically. “You don’t visit anymore.” Lucian gave a small smile but didn’t move closer. Instead, he turned slightly. “Sephora.” She stepped forward. “This is my wife,” he said. “Sephora.” “And Chloe,” he added, nodding toward his daughter. Stephanie’s eyes lit up. “Oh my God,” she said, immediately hugging Sephora. “You’re so beautiful.”

“I did my research on him immediately after you told me about the news you had heard months ago. Do you know who the major corporate sponsor of PfP is?” “Who?” “TMH, Joshua Mulenga.” “What!?” Martha jumped from the bed. Ben was smiling like a man that had suddenly won the lotto. “Yes my love. Do you see where I am going with this? Right now Mulenga is our in-law; our daughter and his son will be getting married soon and let’s not forget, between us there’s Sean. What do you think Kaponda will do when he discovers this?”

“What are you thinking? Or are you doing the math now—happy to find out your wife comes from a powerful family, wondering how that might benefit your business?” Julian’s reputation traveled fast; even if Josef hadn’t cared to hear it, the stories found him anyway. He couldn’t deny a certain respect for the way Julian had played the fool for years, endured quietly, then surfaced and crushed his enemies in one decisive move. The man had ability. And patience. But business acumen had nothing to do with being a good partner. On that front, Josef had seen enough today. “I didn’t think about any of that,” Julian finally said, lifting his gaze. His voice was steady but heavy. “You may be right—I fa

While Kyle and Julie were chatting in the office, the discussions outside were even more heated. "Wow, look at this! I just found an article from a few months ago about Mr. Reinhart’s appointment. Turns out, he really is married… And not just to anyone, but to the daughter of the Kingsley family!" one colleague exclaimed, immediately drawing the attention of everyone around. At that moment, another person mumbled, "The Reinhart family and the Kingsley family… Kingsley… We have a Lysia Kingsley in our Economics newsroom. OMG!"