Novel & Cerita Love After Marriage Novel Mr Lancaster

Chapter 8 WRITER POINT OF VIEW Marcus Dane's desk overflowed with coffee cups and documents. The newsroom bustled around him, but his attention remained fixed on an email from an anonymous sender. *The perfect Lancaster marriage is a sham. Adrian Lancaster's heart belongs to Elias Voss. Follow the money. Follow the meetings. Find the truth the Lancasters want hidden.* Short. Direct. Potentially explosive. The Lancasters were untouchable royalty, old money, powerful connections, spotless reputation. Their recent merger with the Moreau family had made headlines for weeks.

I sneered, "All the women in New York? So, Evelin, do you want to marry Raphael too? Aren't you already married? Do your son and husband know that you want to marry Raphael?" Evelin's face suddenly turned livid. "Don't be ridiculous!" "Why?" I giggled, "Since you like him, you should let everyone know, shouldn't you? Gosh, Evelin, all these years, so you've been suppressing your feelings... But, Evelin, I'm sorry to tell you that Mr. Lancaster probably won't even look at you. It seems that all your years of love for him have been in vain..." Evelin's face turned red with anger.

one of them answered. “And she knows what we want?” “She wants the same.” “But you know only one can get it right?” “Yes, we use her; after she gets what we want, we take it from her.” “By holding something against her while she's still on our side.” “And do you have anything?” “Not yet, but we will soon. If we don't find any, we will create our own.” “Good, an update on Ms. Lancaster?” “Still in Los Angeles, she hasn't fallen for Mr. Frost, but her love for Mr. Rogers is dying.”

“We save that for family dinners.” Before I could respond, she plucked a rose from the vase on the nightstand, twirling it between her fingers. “Your father loves you, in his way. But love makes people stupid.” She snapped the stem in half. “Ask yourself—why would Adam Lancaster, heir to the most powerful family in the city, marry a chauffeur’s daughter?” The question hung between us, thorny and insidious. Eve stood, brushing invisible lint from her skirt. “Rest well, Lucia. Tomorrow’s going to be a very interesting day.”

' I thought looking mortified. He stared at me for a while and burst out laughing leaving me confused and wandering why he was laughing. He soon stopped laughing and cleared his throat softly, he glanced at me and smiled, happiness radiating in his eyes. I groan within me at the suspense this man was putting me through. " Oh darling! You are not getting married to me but someone else!" He continued still smiling widely that I almost found it creepy. " Who would I be getting married to then?" I asked, getting impatient at the suspense.

Even though, she couldn’t scream out the very thing she wanted to say to him at that moment. ‘I love you, Dian’ "Dian…," she moaned. "I know." He muttered in her ears as he started to move, giving her dropping long and deep strokes. He moved like a man professing love to his woman, like he couldn’t get enough of her, like he was making love to her for the first time and the last time all at once. Each thrust was more passionate than every one he had given to her in the week. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

"You're planning a wedding while Alex is stalking a ghost through Europe?" "I'm reminding the ghost what we're fighting for." He stood slowly. "You really love him." "I didn't at first," I said. "He terrified me. Because I saw myself in him. The loneliness. The ache. The way he kept surviving like it wasn't a choice anymore." I looked Lance in the eye. "But I love him now. And I'm going to marry him. With or without your approval. With or without a kingdom left standing." He studied me, then nodded. "Then I'll give you cover. Get you back into the city. But if Claire gets wind of this—"

“In two years of marriage, you’ve only touched me twice. And those times, you were drunk. I had to beg you—force you even—just to feel like your wife.” “That’s why you cheated,” he said coldly. “Because I wouldn’t touch you.” I flinched. “For your information,” he added harshly, “I never loved you. I have never loved you. And I never will.” My knees buckled slightly. “I have always loved Fiona. Long before you showed up and came between us.” My heart cracked. “That’s why I don’t find you attractive. That’s why I couldn’t touch you,” he continued, his voice like a knife. “Fiona said you had a small brain. And I believed her. Only someone foolish wouldn’t have seen the handwriting on the wall.

Mari's whole body ached the next day. With every movement she made, she felt the pain in her whole body, especially in the middle of her thighs. That's what it's called, she's no longer a virgin, her husband has taken her most cherished honor. She's surrendered everything to her husband, which is very happy because they're now married, so there's no problem. But something was bothering Mari's mind, as if she was missing what she and Andrei did last night. What she expected to be a hot fight in bed ended up being a very careful romance between her and Andrei. Even their sex was very careful, without the excitement that would have been sexual. Mari shook her head and something else was going t

"Good night." Lance and Lenie left the mansion, and as they walked, Lenie suddenly asked him a question. "Why don’t you want to get married yet? I mean, your life is already stable. That means you can provide a good future for your child." "I don’t want to get married unless you're the one I’ll marry," Lance replied, laughing slightly as he saw the shock on Lenie’s face. "H-Huh? Do you still love me after all this time? Didn’t I already tell you that—"