Novel & Cerita Kairi Sane Husband

“I do, indeed. You see, we’re not so different.” I can’t help but chuckle at this and clap his shoulder. “Ah, I see. Well, let’s finish up the introductions and get the marriage underway.” I say, nodding at Andreas, who closes the door behind him and walks over to us again. Kaen puts a hand on an older woman’s shoulder. “This is my wife, Saeko,” he says, and I take the woman’s hand. Her scent is masked by her husband’s, which is entirely understandable. He’s an Eastern Alpha; things worked differently over there.

“I do, indeed. You see, we’re not so different.” I can’t help but chuckle at this and clap his shoulder. “Ah, I see. Well, let’s finish up the introductions and get the marriage underway.” I say, nodding at Andreas, who closes the door behind him and walks over to us again. Kaen puts a hand on an older woman’s shoulder. “This is my wife, Saeko,” he says, and I take the woman’s hand. Her scent is masked by her husband’s, which is entirely understandable. He’s an Eastern Alpha; things worked differently over there.

= POV 3 = "Busy?" There is nothing more enjoyable than seeing the smile and brown eyes that the man with the wings tattoo has in front of Sarah today. Man - no, more precisely, her husband. A legal partner that Sarah should be able to have ultimately. Not belonging to other women, let alone other men is a perfect male figure in the eyes of women.

"Kyra?" Dane's voice echoed around the study. Kyra's heart is pounding so loud, that she can literally hear her own heartbeat. She is standing in Kaiser's study, with his hand placed somewhere it shouldn't be. And her legally wedded husband is standing just near the threshold. If it's not for Kaiser acting fast and turning them around, Dane would have caught her right now. Kaiser's back is facing the door with his huge frame blocking her from Dane's view.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom. Charlene breathed slowly, she glanced at the woman beside her. She took a sip of champagne and smiled at Charlene. “You're beautiful–” Charlene didn't pivot her head to look at the woman beside her, she thought she couldn't be talking to her. She was still looking around when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. “You come with your husband?” Puzzlingly, she parted her lips. “Um, no. I came with my dad.” She answered nervously.

Assessor Seven intoned, its stylus scratching. “My wife’s commentary is a local atmospheric condition,” Kairi said without looking up, a faint smirk on his lips. “Consider it background noise. Like wind.” The Assessor’s stylus paused. It seemed to process the concept of sarcasm, found it irrelevant, and resumed writing.

Handy muttered giving him a bright smile also as they embrace in a worm hug. "Wow it been long I set my eyes on you, look at you, you are now a big and full grown up man he compliment smiling. "Thank you" Handy muttered his hand wrapped on Kaira waist in a possessive way yes he is glad to have this beautiful woman standing next to him. "Is this your new wife?" he asked scanning the beautiful Kaira who gave him a worm hug. "Yes she is the new one" he said turning towards Kaira. "Kaira meet Sir Augtin the man who thought me my current work. and Meet my wife" he said pointing at the both of them.

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.