Novel & Cerita Kiana Farmer Wants A Wife

Only Kian knows. If it weren't for the fact that I'm Kian's wife by law and his Luna by title, I would be a laughing stock in the pack. We're only together because of the loveless marriage and the legal obligation that comes with the mate bond. I knew from the start that if Kian had to choose a Luna, he wouldn't even consider me. He has plenty of women to choose from, and the crown would likely be on the head of his lover, Fiona, by now.

For a moment, I stood still, with my legs closed tightly together, and when she was gone, I became weak and tired, and proceeded to sit on the chair so I could rest a bit, then after a couple of minutes, I took my leave without informing anyone. ***************************** Kiana's Pov That evening, I was so sad about what I noticed. This is so strange. Did I just see what I saw? Or was I dreaming? Mom always told me that she likes her son-in-law and wants him to marry me anytime soon to give her grandchildren. Why will this same person turn out to get sexually attracted to him? Meanwhile, she has a husband whom she just got married to recently. I became devastated, folded up in my blankets

KIAN Everywhere was quiet, Martha and Kian was having a conversation. “What do you want to talk about ?” Martha asked Kian folding her arms “I have decided to make things real between Vivian, like our marriage. I want a real marriage with her so I am telling you now so you wont pull any wrong stunt with Mira” Kian finally breaks it down to his mother “So your marriage with her was fake?” Martha asked not looking surprised, she sips her drink slowly

Antonio growled. Not Anna. He and Anna were never on good terms. Anna was his hot tempered younger sister. At least when she was a baby she was very cute. Now she was just impossibly stubborn and vain. “Fine, I’ll think about getting a wife.” Nathan muttered, cutting the line. He clenched his teeth and exhaled deeply, he was about to open the car door when he heard a scream. Nathan turned back and noticed a young woman on the floor, covered in flour. She wore a pink knee length gown with a white apron on it.

I don't want to be known as the prettiest girl who is already married. Kieran narrowed his eyes and studied his wife, realizing she did have the looks to be recognized as the prettiest girl in university. "Isn't being my wife a good thing?" "I don't want others to know how early I got married, or I'll become the clown on campus, and everyone will be talking about me. I want to enjoy a peaceful university life." Kieran and Valerie stared at each other. The determination in Valerie's eyes told Kieran that if he didn't give in, she'd start kicking up a fuss again.

Gerald gritted his teeth. Chris smirked. "And I won't allow this marriage to last," he said, threateningly. Ariana looked up, observing Chris who seemed to be staring at Gerald without blinking. If this were a movie with effects, Ariana was sure that right now, both Gerald and Chris's eyes were emitting lasers, attacking each other in the air. "I heard the woman who should be your wife is Karenina. And from what I know, Ariana herself never wanted to be your wife. Isn't that right, Darling?" Chris lowered his gaze to Ariana.

The man remained silent, listening intently. "I asked for some money for plastic surgery to make my face worthy of his wife, but he refused to give me the money for nothing," Ariana laughed ruefully, but her voice sounded bitter. "As if my appearance doesn't matter, because I'm not allowed to introduce myself as his wife." The man clenched his fists under the table. "I finally realized," Ariana continued, her voice trembling slightly. "No matter how hard I try to be patient, he'll never see my sacrifice."

“And try to keep your weight intact. My son only fancies slim girls.” She walked away when she was done speaking and I was left grieving once again. It felt as if someone had dug out my heart and poured acid into the spot from which it was removed. I felt tears threatening to spill out but I did not want to cry. At least not here. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of watching me cry. After everything I had done, this was how they chose to repay me. And I had no idea what to do. After what happened today, I was sure Sal didn’t want to be in this marriage but I couldn’t divorce him.

Someone he made sure was his stay at home wife and nanny for ten whole years. Anytime the thought crossed my mind, I realized that if I hadn’t overheard him that day, I would never have found out. He would never have told me until his Diane, wife, was ready to come home and settle. And judging by the type of woman she was, Diane would only return when she was finally retired. They were both willing to gamble on my life, and make me waste years tending to their needs, raising their child only to be discarded like trash whenever they were ready.