Kiki Shepard Husband Novels & Stories

Tears fell from the corners of my eyes, drop by drop, into the sink. "I guess we didn't make it past the seven-year itch after all," I murmured. Seven years ago, Dad, Don of the Sassi family, held a gun to my head and told me not to marry Stefano. I married him anyway, for love, for a soldato who had nothing but ambition back then. I gave up my birthright, my crown, and my family's empire to build his instead. I played the perfect housewife, funneling him money and dealing with his enemies. Step by step, I put him on this city's underworld throne.

When the rag was pulled from Vivian's mouth, she dry-heaved for a long time before managing to rasp: "Dominic, I'm still legally your wife! This is against the law!" Dominic flung the marriage certificate in her face and let out a derisive laugh. "You really think I'm as stupid as you? My legal wife has only ever been Claire Ashford. What makes you think a few good days entitled you to act like you belonged here?" "What..." Vivian's eyes went wide. With her hands bound, she dropped to her knees and caught the edge of the certificate with her teeth, not caring that her legs were being scraped raw and bloody against the floor.

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.

The poor guy was giving an assuring smile to Krishika but little did he know how fatal this smile was going to be for him. To know more, stay connected with the story," My Husband Is A Billionaire Son-in-law" *********************************** Like, share and vote.

“You’re vile! You got my son killed and attacked me! My poor son!” “You might want to be mindful of your words, Judy. Surely, you don’t want to wish bad things on Hank, right?” I let out a sarcastic smile. Judy stammered, her expression stiff, while sounding me out, “M-My son is lying in the morgue, and you’re denying getting him killed? Have you no conscience?” Brushing Judy off, I turned to the funeral home staff and said, “If the body was mangled from the crash, how did you verify my husband?”

"Who exactly is Sebastian Kingsley’s mystery wife?" "We’re here to answer that question. For those who didn’t know, his wife is the daughter of—" The television abruptly went black. I whipped my head toward Father. He sat there holding the remote, his thumb still resting on the power button. "People seem very interested in your marriage," he said calmly, adjusting the cufflinks on his shirt. I pressed my lips together and walked over to the chair across from Jordan before sitting down. "Hidden wife finally gaining the spotlight," Jordan said with a faint chuckle. "People love stories like that."

Thompson asks confusingly, and he scoffs. "If Kira didn't quit her job, why was Wendy the one cleaning the house? Isn't that why you have a maid? Kira is paid for this job, why was my wife doing it instead?" He asks calmly, trying to be as much respectful as he can. Maybe this wouldn't have been the case if not that she's his mom, and he respects her so much. "Come on. Don't tell me that's why you didn't even bother to greet me when you came back. You shouldn't let that bother you. It's just cleaning, so..."

I’m sure there are other ways to get acquainted with Caleb. Hank rubbed between his brows and said, "Kiki, Caleb is married. It's just that the media don't report it." The implication was that she should not do anything to embarrass their studio. "What?! That's impossible!" Kiki retorted almost reflexively, but Hank's tone was firm. "His cousin said it himself." He omitted how Liam Jones had mentioned Caleb's divorce as well, lest Kiki tried anything. The woman's eyes flickered, but she calmed down after a brief shock.

he says nodding at my husband and I. I give him a questioning look, "Im Keagan, Maleeyah's brother and their friend, and Kylie's uhmmm-" he thinks for a minute "well i3 dont know what we are to be honest, we just went on two dates but I'm in love with her already" he says eyes shining brightly when talking about my Kylie. He's so damn handsome. No. No. I can't fall for his charms just yet. I narrow my eyes at him. My husband clears he's throat and I think he's about to say something nice when he says "Harm one strand of hair on her head and I'll kill you, got it son" says my husband and everyone starts laughing while Keagan with a straight face says "Yes sir".

I found Vivienne's posting account and, after a moment of hesitation, sent her a private message. "Girl, you're amazing! My husband always complains I spoil my family too much and calls me obsessed with my brother. But I have my own struggles I can't share. The person I'm actually supporting is my own child, but I can't let him know. How do you keep your husband willing to spend money without suspicion? Need advice. I also want to transfer assets to my kid." Within minutes, my phone buzzed. Vivienne replied. "Girl, I feel you! Men are all the same. Soft-hearted and easy to fool. Just cry in front of him more often. Tell him how much you suffered as a child and how biased your parents were. H