Luke James Wife Novels & Stories

I asked. Luke sighed. "We had agreed not to get physically involved with anyone else, remember? And I didn't want to hurt you. I knew that if you found out, you would be hurt, and I didn't want to do that to you." I nodded, understanding. We had made a pact to keep our relationship platonic, at least until our mission was over. "Brie is my ex-wife," Luke said, his voice low. "We were married a few years ago, but I caught her cheating on me with Arthur. That's why we got divorced."

He couldn't look at Lily, and he definitely couldn't look at Greg. Then, the front door opened. "We’re here!" James’s voice boomed from the foyer. James walked into the dining room looking smugger than usual. But he wasn't alone. He was holding the hand of a woman with sharp, beautiful features and a weary strength in her eyes. And gripped in her other hand was a little girl—maybe five or six years old—with a head full of curls and a face that felt hauntingly familiar. "Everyone," James said, his voice dripping with pride. "Meet Marie. My wife. We got married last month in Vegas."

Beside her, Adrian showed no visible reaction whatsoever, as though being interrogated at dinner was a completely normal part of his routine. William shook his head lightly. “When I proposed to my wife, I spent three entire weekends following her through boutiques pretending to have opinions about lace.” “You complained the entire time,” Evelyn corrected calmly before taking another sip of wine. “That’s not the point.” “It seems very relevant to the point.” Selena bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing. Somehow, hearing William Kingston casually talk about arguing with his wife over wedding dresses felt surreal. This was still the same man capable of making half the countr

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't need your charity. That's because I'm here as Gideon York's wife." Luke released his grip on me. His expression shifted from shock to rage, then to complete disbelief. "You? How could you possibly be the richest man's wife?"

The next she was here. At the altar. In white. Marrying Jake Thorn. Her fingers tightened slightly around the bouquet before relaxing again. The officiant continued speaking, words smooth and practiced, but Lisa barely heard them now. The room itself was louder than the ceremony. Not physically. Socially. A cathedral full of people watching her like she had slipped into a seat never intended for her. The daughter of James Sterling. The failed branch of the family. The girl people only mentioned quietly until she suddenly became impossible to ignore.

Noah said with a faraway look in his eyes. “I love you, Noah Shaw.” Natalia said. “Same here, Natalia Shaw.” Noah said with a tight lipped smile before running up the stairs. Natalia turned back to put Wendy’s arm back in a proper position should in case she fell or something. “I asked for a bit of spice. Definitely not crazy celebrity drama. A job, family, loving husband. For my best friend to get all those things too. I am tired of everything that is taking place now.” Natalia muttered and went up the stairs after her husband too.

Here’s a picture as evidence. I scrolled down, and I saw a contract….. a marriage contract. I tlited my head as I glanced at the names on the contract. Mia Blackwell and Xander Winters. “...” "Stop the car." I growled. The driver hit the brakes immediately. Luke tensed. "Sir? Is something—" I turned to him, my eyes sharp, and cold. "You have a lot of explaining to do, Luke." I held up the phone. "Why am I just now finding out I have a wife?"

"Wait you know too." "News spread fast." "I wanted to tell Rodriguez I won't be able to make it to work tomorrow. Adriana and I plan on heading to the park." She so badly wanted to tell him but she kept her mouth shut and continued, "Ok. I'll tell him." She immediately felt a hand grab the phone from her. She turned to see the sick man she married. "Hey Nathan, I was thinking maybe we should join in. My wife here has been really tense lately."

Doctor Grant said, "Who do you think you are? How can I listen to you? You have got to be kidding!" Luke pressed the accelerator hard along the way and thus his foot still hurt. He said, "What you want is money, right? I can give you the money. Let go of her!" Doctor Grant arched his eyebrows and glanced at Luke. Then he looked at Eileen and asked Luke, "What is the relationship between you two?" Without hesitation, Luke said word by word, "She is my wife!" Eileen heard the familiar voice clearly. She opened her eyes and saw Luke.

Luke just went out the door. Before she followed him, she turned to Joyce, “I’m sorry but I hope your friends get the picture. I am Mrs. Luke Contrero and I don’t want any bitches near my husband. I will only apologize to you. Let’s talk before the wedding, ” she announced and her voice was as cold as the arctic. She didn’t see the smile that Luke had when he heard her. He liked what she said to the other women. ***