La Esposa Del Fantasma นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

“I'd bet anything that Mr. Sterling doesn't actually love his wife. I heard the old Mr. Sterling forced his grandson to marry that pathetic low-class girl, Isabella Grey, just because she once saved the old man from falling. Sometimes I do suspect she planned that event to get favors from him.” Rita let out a loud gasp, and her eyes widened. “Oh my God! Where did you hear that?” Vera shrugged carelessly. “I have my sources.” The words had barely left her mouth when my shadow stretched across the floor between them. The two women instantly froze, their faces draining of colors. Slowly, they turned around and saw me standing there; every ounce of confidence vanished as their bodies trembled. I

I undressed Anastasia and lowered her gently into the steaming bath. I had removed my shirt, not bothering to change my wet jeans. I was cleaning her arms and she was in the bath, eyes closed, and leaning on the bathtub when she suddenly sat upright. “Hey” I blurted out, holding her arms but to my surprise, she touched my cheek. “Hmm? Are Regan?” her words are slurred as she rakes her gaze in my face “My husband is really my husband even in my dreams”

“Yes. Sit down.” Lucas sat, already sensing something unusual. His father returned to his desk, leaned back in his chair, and folded his arms. “I had an interesting conversation with Manuel Guzman.” Lucas arched a brow. “About the joint venture?” “Not exactly.” His father’s lips curled slightly, amused. “He proposed an arrangement.” Lucas frowned. “What kind of arrangement?” “A marriage,” his father said plainly. “Between you and his daughter. Lara.” Silence fell between them.

She heard the gate open, filled with excitement she walked towards the garage thinking it was Pedro, she saw a very beautiful tall young lady come down from the car. "Speak of the devil" Isabella whispered "Who is she ?" Jasmine asked. "She is Boss Pedro's wife " Isabella answered. Fuck, why now, she had already imagined how that night will be with Pedro satisfying her sexual needs, she imagined his lips on hers, his touch how good his dick felt in her mouth ,the heavenly feeling she feels when he's inside her. " You're the bitch,that wants to take my husband from me" Susan, Pedro's wife said angrily.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

She guffawed and coughed, then shouted agonizingly, "Spider Queen, get rid of the girl and her fake robot. They stand in our way to collect our prizes!" Her will seemed to have passed on to the steel monster successfully; the monster looked restlessly at the silver-white robot with red light flickered in its eyes. Soon, the manic bestiality overwhelmed its intuitive sense of dangerous and sanity. Spider Queen charged at the Dodge Tomahawk like a tiger out of the cage.

Our marriage was slowly being a shrimp and I don't want that to ever happen. Hiring a secret investigator was a hard thing to do but, but I did it anyway thanks to my very close friend in college. Natasha was the only friend I made in college, she was jovial, intelligent and most of all nice. I love her respect her and till now I appreciate our friendship so much. Natasha noticed my drowsiness in school, she was a student in the robots department, curious how we became friends, well we met at a party, she loved my vibes, and you know we were somehow alike. She noticed my sullen mood and pulled me out for a walk there I told her all that was bothering me, and you know what she did? She laughe

'Oh Mr Ace thank God you are here, I was just trying to be nice to the miss over here but she just slapped me saying I -' 'That's not true, this slut is the one who was insulting me, saying that she was yours and that I was your little one night stand listen here you little maid I am his WIFE get it HIS!' I could feel myself shaking with anger, when I got a good look at her I saw her face becoming pale yeah thats right bitch his mine. Only what Ace did next left me in shock. 'Please excuse us Jaimee I need to have a chat with my wife.' he says while holding on to her consoling her instead of consoling me his wife.

Even though there was barely a shape of her body and none of her body parts were visible, the sadness in her voice was readily visible. "Before I could do anything, I was killed by the man I loved. I was brutally killed by the man I was carrying the child from. He killed me with the help of his girlfriend. At that time his girlfriend seemed to be a little knowledgable about the power of spirits and their call for revenge. To prevent from my soul from going ahead and revenging them the girlfriend of my husband brought a well-known master who was her guide. It was he who caught my spirit and locked me here turning me into a spiritless person. He also set up many things and remodeled the house.