Kyle Selig Wife Novels & Stories

It was later when Kyle asked Carlos, "So, um. Is that Mckenzie girl still bothering you? What’s her name? Bailey? Or was it Ali? You are taking care of her, right?” Carlos and Kaleb became amused. Kaleb remarked, “Kyle and female names, man. They don’t go hand in hand.” “What do you mean?” Kyle asked. “I know female names!” “Yeah, what’s the name of my ex?” Kaleb asked. “Which one? Ross or Fisa?” Kyle asked with a frown. "Who is your wife?" Kaleb challenged. "Gabrielle Taylor-Wright," Kyle proudly answered. "My beautiful wife."

screens of five television channels and appeared on the front pages of as many as four highest-circulation tabloids. To Josephine's big surprise, Theo's best friend Leo looked completely different from her husband. He was as handsome as Theo, but not as manly, and, unlike the dark-haired Theo, Leo was blond and blue-eyed. He turned out to be very smart, pragmatic, and extremely witty. He gave her his cell phone number in case she needed anything during Theo's absence. As promised, Theo gave her the keys to his lavish villa on a hill above Malibu, which offered an enchanting view of the ocean. The property around the house was huge - as much as a thousand square meters on four hectares of la

she whispered. With that tug from Selena, Kyle seemed to finally come back to himself. He eased up on the pressure around him and stepped back, drawing Selena slightly closer to him. His jaw was clenched as he said, "If you weren't Selena's sister, I wouldn't even care." Once he finished speaking, he turned and walked inside, pulling Selena with him. His strides were big, as if he wanted to quickly put something behind him. Mother stared at Kyle, then at Soren and me. In the end, she gritted her teeth and stamped her foot. "You… Just wait!"

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

"Please, have a seat." She sat down, her expression a mixture of curiosity and caution. "Now, tell me a bit about yourself," I said, my tone light and friendly. "I'd like to know more about the woman who's going to be playing the role of my wife." She cleared her throat, "I'm not like those fancy girls on I*******m who can snap their fingers and get what they want," she said, her voice strong and confident. "I don't come from a wealthy background. My name is Selena Gardner, as I said before. My sister and my grandmother are the only family I have."

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

I never break my rules. Not for money. Not for loyalty. And certainly not for anyone else’s wife. Yet here I was, standing in a room where power whispered from every corner. The polished mahogany tables gleamed under soft chandeliers, men in tailored suits whispered deals, and yet all I could see was her. Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me.