La Esposa Perfecta Novels & Stories

Was there anyone as perfect as he had described that beautiful woman, it was all a lie. Spencer ignored him. "Before the family complained so much, then they accepted her so meekly, they had imagined they would marry." Spencer was silent before continuing to speak, watching him grumble was his greatest delight, he was amazed at how much that woman changed. "You had to see how delusional he was with Eileen before his marriage to you. There was no one else in his eyes" he exaggerated wildly. "So you do know how to talk" Alisha was infuriated by that devout way of speaking from that beautiful woman, she knew it, earlier at the party she was very nice to her. It might not all be made up.

In public, she projects an angelic image, but in the past two months, she has been a nightmare to work with. Throughout my three years as a wedding planner, Amanda has proven to be the most demanding client I've encountered. She meticulously dictates every detail, prolonging decisions that should have been swift. It took her an entire month to settle on a motif, despite our expedited timeline. Despite her challenging personality, I can't deny her stunning beauty. With her cascading black hair, soulful blue eyes, and porcelain skin, she could make any wedding dress look breathtaking. I sigh, pondering life's inequalities—some effortlessly enjoy the best while others face constant struggles. D

The man all the girls in the merchant's family want to marry. "Marry him, help him, Kylie. Give him an heir, be a good wife, so that our family can be protected forever," my father whispered in my ear on our wedding day. Afrer I got married, I did everything my father asked me to do. I became the Mrs. Adams that everyone admired and imitated. I provide my husband with emotional support and business advice, help him socialize in high society, and deal with secret and tricky issues. I can assure you that, apart from not being pregnant, I am doing better than any other lady in high society.

The first day she spoke about you, I was wondering who could have captivated my wife's heart but seeing you today, I realize one can be captivated by how beautiful you are', Collins said laughing, which got both Ellie and Natalia laughing too. 'Thank you for the compliment, sir', Ellie said, smiling. 'Even your smile is captivating', Collins said laughing, trying to make the environment as lively as possible. 'Don't mind my husband, he jokes a lot and which is the reason I fell in love with him', Natalia said, laughing. 'Are you such it was because of my joke or because of my handsomeness?', Collins said, touching his face, which got both Ellie and Natalia laughing. This scene was witnessed

To my surprise, Max says, “Leave her alone. Elanor isn’t here for you to harass her.” The woman on his lap is quick to chime in, “You should have higher standards, Brandon. Look at her. She is letting herself go now that she is married.” The woman snaps her finger, “Hey, poor girl. You girl, Max’s wife, pay attention.” I look over at her. “Would you like me to make a diet plan for you? I’m a model, so I know what it takes to stay fit. You should really think about losing some weight. When Maxwell can finally free himself from you, it will be time for you to latch onto another rich man. If you look like you do now, you won’t find one.” In a calm voice, I reply, “Thank you for your advice, but

The dress pools at her feet, leaving her standing in front of me in nothing but a black lace bra and a pair of strappy heels and nothing else. Kak chelovek mozhet byt' takim sovershennym? (How can a person be so perfect?) A low hiss escapes my lips as my gaze travels down the length of her reflection in the mirror, memorising every bare inch of skin I can get my eyes on. I already knew she wasn't wearing any underwear but seeing this? My hand instinctively goes to her waist, my fingers pressing gently into her skin as I squeeze her firmly, pulling her flush against my body. No word in the English and Russian dictionary can describe how perfect my wife is.

Someone even grabbed my handlebars and shouted, "Mr. Quinn! Ms. Pearce waited six whole years for you. Isn't your reaction a bit cold? Are you rushing off because you feel guilty facing the ex-wife who paid off all your debts?" "Enough!" Shirley stepped forward, her eyes turning teary as she looked at me with that devoted expression, her voice trembling. "Marcus, I came to take you home." My knuckles turned white gripping the handlebars, veins bulging on the back of my hand. The other delivery drivers around us had all stopped working, whispering amongst themselves, their eyes full of envy and jealousy. "Marcus is always so quiet, but his ex-wife is actually that loaded." "She's not just an

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

I just let her because I can not even finish it. “Yes, that is the person”. Mariquita confirms her statement. “He looks very attractive”. Andrea says. “With a nice body”. I add. “And luscious lips”. Mariquita completes and we all giggle like a bunch of middle school girls fantasising over a hot male actor.

“She’s our mate. I had let the most primal instinct take over me in anger and my mind conjured up this image of our mate. Isn’t she the most beautiful female?” His question seemed idiotic to me as my eyes stared at the raw beauty of our mate. “She is the most beautiful and exotic female, I have gotten the pleasure to ever lay my eyes on. Her long brunette hair are so tempting that I want to run my fingers in them, Adie. That smile of hers' would be the death of me, I swear on the goddess.” I reply with my eyes closed.