Love Is Blind Ramses Ex Wife Novels & Stories

I shouted and she put her head down, sniffing. “Save the crocodile tears, and walk out.” She raised her head up, and looked at me for a moment, her eyes narrowing before she walked out. I turned to Vittoria, who was focused on her work. “Vittoria I…” “Congratulations sir, on your betrothal,” she said in a cold voice. Fuck!!

she said, “this is about your marriage. Your life. Your love. You’re fighting for love, for marriage..... Don't make any rush decisions, we are talking about your life here.” I almost laughed at the absurdity of it... love? After betrayal? But she wasn’t done. “Ryan is your husband,” she said, pressing her point. “That woman? She’s just his mistress. He’ll get tired of her soon enough. Like I told you, She’s just manipulating him.” She leaned in, her tone lowering. “Now that you know what you’re dealing with, you can slowly work your way back into Ryan’s heart. Back into his life. Remind him why he fell in love with you in the first place. Remind him why he married you.”

“You’re not, I swear—” His hand came up again, weak but trembling toward my throat. “Please,” he said again. “Please, Adrian.” I didn’t realize I was crying until my tears hit his cheek. “No,” I said. “No, I can’t—” But he was still reaching for me, still caught in Marcus’s command. My wolf howled inside me, torn between love and instinct. I wrapped my fingers around his wrists, trying to hold him down, but he kept fighting—until I had no choice but to press harder, pinning him with all the strength I had left.

I was pacing now, my words coming faster. "I've already been the one who got cheated on, Khiron. I've already lived through having my husband choose someone else. I'm not going to turn around and do that to another woman. I'm not going to be what Isla was to me." "Isla," he murmured "My cousin. The woman my husband was fucking while I was sleeping in the room down the hall. The woman who destroyed my marriage and my entire life." I stopped pacing and faced him directly. "That's what you want me to be? You want me to do to that beautiful woman what Isla did to me?"

She never expected to be claimed by it. Ramses Al-Masri, 45, watched her like a pharaoh surveying his newest treasure. Tall, powerfully built, with sun-bronzed skin, sharp features, and piercing obsidian eyes, he was a powerful businessman whose family had protected these lands for generations. He had met her earlier that day near Hatshepsut’s temple. One conversation, one commanding look, and she had followed him into the desert night. “The ancients understood power,” Ramses said, voice deep and resonant as he circled her slowly. “They understood that some women were born to be worshipped… and others were born to be owned.”

His face remained straight and impatient as he waited for Kelsey. “Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with her now,” Doris said when Ramon remained silent. “Definitely not, Mum. There’s no way brother can love her,” Venus said while rolling her eyes as though it was impossible. “You are right. Wanda is the one he loves,” Doris said with a nod before adding, “And I know he still hates Kelsey for what she did.” Venus’ face twisted in disgust. “I still can’t forget how she dared to drug Ramon on the same day they got married. Desperate thing.”

Tears began to roll down from her edge of eyes again. “Why should I walk away from my husband’s life, Queenie Qamra? Why should I move out from this mansion? Why should I step back from this battlefield?” Columba Rajadi smiled in her relaxing fashion. “The answer is I won’t walk away from my husband’s life… I love him utterly… I love him very deeply and madly…” said Columba Rajadi still in her relaxing fashion. There was a kind of touched feeling deep down of Apollo Frias’ sea of mind hearing his wife could speak up those sentences in front of her love rival. The touched feeling began to rise up and turned into an undescribed and unmeasurable love and happiness.

Lord save, at this point, I think you are the only one who can save me. We stroll around the plaza filling our eyes with the gorgeous view of Kings and Queens palace. Then we get to the jewelry section, and I see the Cartier necklace with a little diamond pendant. I have always wanted it as a gift from Lorenzo. Yes, I wanted a lot of gifts from Lorenzo. I can afford them, but I wanted him to spoil me, I wanted him to make me feel like the wife everyone assumed I was. I just wanted a princess treatment from my husband, but I guess he was busy with other things, like dating my best friend and stabbing me in the back.

I forgot that choosing each other is a very bad decision to make for the both of us. After that hot, passionate, and unstoppable night with the man I truly love, I woke up only to find out that he will leave. He is bound to forget me, he is destined to met and turn his back from me, from the road where his future was not secure. Arthur has a flight for that morning. I saw his passport and his beautiful expensive name was written there. I am happy for him. I ham happy that he has future. I am happy yet the pain will forever stay inside of me.

"Alright then, I'll take care of the overseas move. But you have to remember, Mera. Time, place and distance, can't be a limit that blocks my love for you." "You're blind, Abraham." Suddenly Abraham caught both of my hands. His eyes stare at me. "Yes I am blind, Mera. I was blind because of you. I'm already crazy, crazy because of you," he said with sharp but dewy eyes. "Think sanely, Abraham! Can't you see that I'm your sister-in-law?" I said in a panic. "You are my sister-in-law. But you rule this heart, Mera," he said in a restrained tone.