Novel & Cerita Lucky Wife

The lust was written all over his face. "What can I do for you?" Alex asked, annoyed this time that this man had ruined his chances. Who was he anyways? His clothes looked too ordinary to be anything special but the man's face and aura was not to be messed with. "This woman," Lucas said. "… is my wife.” Alex's mouth hung open in shock, his eyes were wide and unblinking. He stared at Lucas like he had just seen a ghost. The news was like a bomb to him and he glanced back and forth between the stranger and Evelyn.

"My wife," Charles repeated, then chuckled. "I know you heard me, Chlo." Even so, Chloe was still quite shocked. "When did you get married?" As Charles' older sister, she had no idea this had happened. Wait, that was not right. The real surprise was that Charles was keeping this from everyone. "You're not joking with me, are you?" Chloe gulped, still finding it hard to believe that Charles was married. "Who is she? It's not that actress from the rumors, is it? What's her name… Winter Shaw?"

Maybe this is a good time to rebuild our closeness a little so that everyone feels appreciated in this game. "I'm sorry, honey. I've been too busy lately, to the point that we've missed a lot of time together. Maybe if we can win this problem, we'll enjoy the results together. In the meantime, let Malisa languish in prison, or better yet, let her die, and we'll finish her off," I said, trying to calm my wife, Lina.

Just as the door to the kitchen opens and in walks Lucky. “Is that harlot gone?” Bertha asks him with a growl to her tone. I know Bertha and Sin grabbed Nova out of the room to escort her out. But still, I know who Lucky is. He is a biker and I know his history with Nova only because she has delighted in telling all of the girls and the staff of Lust. Telling us all that Lucky is off limits because he is hers and she will be his old lady. I was stupid to think he actually liked me. He was probably only flirting to piss her off and boy, did it piss her off. But clearly things were ok with them for her to be naked on his bed while I was in the shower while she bought herself to orgasm on his b

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.

“You are one of the lucky ones, June. Do not ever forget that.” Then she was gone, heels clicking down the walkway. The silence that followed was deafening. The walls of this house felt like they were closing in, suffocating me with the truth she could not see. Lucky? No. I am not lucky. I am trapped. My marriage is not a prize. It is a cage dressed in beautiful lies.

“You have to be smart about being a wife. Just don’t ever let yourself lose. A woman has to know how to keep her husband satisfied. Men stay loyal if we can please their eyes, their stomachs, and their… you know.” “Hi… his what?” Aurelia frowned. “His bird, Lia. The bird in the cage, you know the one. You get it, right? I mean, you’re married now.”

she was surprised and literally open her mouth with the big eyes. She had never heard of a card with no limit. Is this the real difference between a royalty and a commoner. In her previous life, while her card has a higher limit than an ordinary folks but still it has a limit while this one...She smiled. It’s great to be rich. As in rich. They said that the luckiest woman is the one who can be able to buy everything she likes while the luckiest man is the one who can afford to buy everything his woman likes to buy. I think this husband and wife are the luckiest woman and man in the world.

I was just about to enter my husband’s office when I heard his voice through the door, “She’s okay, as far as housewives go, but not stunning enough to take to events.” I heard his best friend, Liam’s voice respond, “Are you crazy? Dude, I would kill for a wife like her. She’s beautiful, smart, and her life revolves around you. Sorry, but I think you’re going blind.”

it again for the next one." Rachel's eyes widened in horror. "Next one?!" Nathan wisely changed the subject as his family dissolved into laughter and teasing around them. But his attention remained fixed on Rachel, on the way the lights caught in her hair, on the tear tracks drying on her cheeks, on the absolute wonder in her eyes as she gazed down at their daughter. "I'm a mom," she whispered, as if she could hardly believe it. Her voice broke. "And you're a dad. Isn't that crazy?" Nathan threaded their fingers together, his other hand coming up to cradle Isabella's tiny head. "No," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "It's not crazy. It's just... beautiful." He swallowed ha