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Kiara smiled at the cameras as the reporters all rushed to her with their questions of who she was, Immediately she said she was Kiara Louis, their where a lot of murmers as more questions where asked like when she had returned and if she knew her husband was now engaged, she answered one or two questions before she spotted Henry, like the rest of the peopke in the room, he was looking at her, that basterd probably didn't even recognize her, She looked around the room until her eyes landed on Daniel, Her once best friend, her husband, he was Looking at her surprise evident on his face, Kiara forced a smile on her face as she walked towards him, She held his eye contact not bothering to look

She was not his wife; she was the woman he had an affair with, and wanted to reconcile with. His cell phone rang on the desk. From Ximena: "I'm ready. Come now." He breathed in deeply and stood up and no matter what he had in store for him he walked towards her office. Ximena sat behind her desk, her spine rigid, her eyes pinpointed and tired. She looked up when he entered the room and for a second there was a spark, some kind of light in her eyes. “Miguel,” she said, and her voice was harsh. "Yes, we have much to discuss, but for the moment something else is more important."

"What? She has children? Who is her husband, do you know?" "No sir. I don't think she has a husband. At first I thought there was a special relationship between her and Jonathan Issac, the famous young actor, but so far it turns out that they are just good friends. I investigated and found that in the past she was once engaged to Garry Eich, but just broke up and Garry Eich is still with Fely Braiven until now."

“Ah. I see. You came for her.” Dorian didn’t respond. Freddie tilted his head, his smirk deepening. “I imagine you’ve seen the news.” Dorian’s jaw clenched. Freddie leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just enough for only Dorian to hear. “You should know, she said yes.” Dorian inhaled sharply, willing himself to remain calm. “She always was a good actress.” Freddie’s smirk faltered for just a second. Dorian took a step closer, dropping his voice to a dangerous whisper. “The question is, do you really think she’s yours?”

She laughed as she flopped into her chair. “Freddie came by Kris. He was insistent that you call him.” I didn’t say how strange he was acting. That is something Kris needs to see for herself. Her smile turned to a scowl. Then she picks up her mobile, obviously texting him. As Freddie is not part of our pack, she can’t mind link him. Her phone then beeps, “He’s coming over.” Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

Mr Richard peeked at his raging wife thru the corner of the newspaper in his hands, and meeting her gazed on him, he quickly stared to the newspaper again in his hands, but Mrs Cindy yanked the newspaper away. Mrs Cindy screamed out - Honey am talking to you and you're still reading this newspaper!! Mr Richard replied - Oh! Why can't you allow me to have peace in this house?. You and I should be happy that Mike has finally accepted to settle down and I don't think that young lady is truly a prostitute before Mike got her pregnant. Mrs Cindy replied - That's a lie. Mike meet her in a brothel home and am so sure about that. Mike cannot marry her and that's finally.

Lost. After trying to talk to drunk Lilith, everything happened so fast Her eyes met mine. Then her hands were on my chest. And then, her lips were on mine. It was Soft. Warm. Tasting like alcohol and sweetness and pain. I should’ve pulled back. I should’ve told her to stop. She was Killian’s wife. My brother’s wife. But I didn’t stop her. I kissed her back. I kissed her harder. My hand reached for her neck, gently cupping it. I brought her closer. I felt her small frame melt against mine. My other hand found her waist. I pulled her in. I kissed her like I had never kissed anyone before.

Tiffany Halton, a stripper, is now the wife of the famous English multi-billionaire. No, she wasn't a contracted wife. She was going to be his legal and loved wife. A life she never thought or dreamt of was suddenly hers. However, if only her mother was loved by a man like Kai. How— would she have lived a better life. Would she have met Kai? Suddenly, Kai’s arms slid around her waist, pulling her into his warmth, pressing a soft kiss at the back of her neck. "Good morning, darling." Tiffany paused, then slowly and carefully, she turned to face him. Her fingers brushed along the back of his neck. Kai’s eyes opened slowly, then shot wide open when he saw her tears.

Nicole’s eyes narrowed as she responded, “What you have in mind might be totally different from what I want.” “Okay, if you want to play it this way,” Ellen said, shrugging. “Hmm, hmm,” Nicole murmured. “I am sure you are aware that Travis Ashford got married to my stepsister," Ellen started. “Married? Travis?” Nicole asked, feigning surprise. “Oh please, it was a secret, but half of New York knows you were once his girlfriend.” Ellen waved in dismissal. Nicole’s eyes glittered with interest as she leaned forward, saying, “Now you’ve gotten my interest up. And what else does half of New York know?”

Cassie's face fell seeing him, he was trying to fight his way through the guards who blocked him and Camille stayed behind Sea. “Oh no, Frederick.” She wailed. She tried to touch him, but he shoved her hands away. “Don't you dare you touch me. You murderer.” he shot a hard glare at her. The crowd gasped in disbelief, murmuring among themselves. “What—what do you mean Frederick? It's me, Cassie, your wife.” She said in a low tone, her expression sad and at the verge of tears. Frederick ignored her, looking at Camille. “Camille whatever have done, please forgive me. I swear I never meant to. Why will I divorce you?“ he screamed in frustration.