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She noticed my eyes staring at her ring and shifted it backward, her lips parting to ask. “Melissa didn’t tell you?” Her question jolted me out of whatever chokehold that sight had me in. I shook my head quietly, arching my brows in inquiry. “What?” “I’m married,” she said with a smile, admiring the ring as she stared at it. “He’s part of the mafia syndicate too.” Of course, I knew too well. “Ohh. How sweet,” I chimed, leaning forward with my lips pouting in feigned adoration. “You must really be enjoying your marriage.”

Unable to contain my curiosity, I blurted out, "Do you know any reason why this man always behaves in such a mysterious way?" The security man took a moment to gather his thoughts before shaking his head. "I don't know," he replied with a hint of frustration in his voice. "But whenever he takes someone as his mate, he gets married to them. And after their wedding night, you never hear anything about the girl again." My eyes widened in shock at his revelation. The implications of his words sent chills down my spine. “If that was the case, why hadn't anyone reported him to the police?”Liam voiced the same question that was on my mind.

"Well seems like you've already fallen in love with him so now it's time to do a background check on him. Is he married or hiding his wife? how many kinds he got? What's his criminal record? Just give me his full name and that'll be done" "Mason sweetie you don't have to go CIA on me everytime, He's widowed actually, his wife died in a plane crash like 8 years ago , it was on the news and he has 3 daughters, all doing well, one of them works part-time at the library, she's really sweet maybe you can meet her and then fall in love with her and settle down ", she said. I sighed, "You have a way of always turning things on me you know that right?", I said munching down on my food.

Soon the doctor came in and started dressing his injury. “What did you say was his name?” I asked. “Ryan” “Why does he look so familiar?” “He is married to that actress, what’s her name Jennet……..” “Jeanette Scarlet Wilson?” “Wow a person who teaches other people how to UN-love is married to a woman who is out there teaching people about Love. That's an interesting turn of events . "Get your camera ready, we have a love story to investigate about" I said.

“You should keep this money yourself. Let me stay here for a few days, and I’ll look for a job once I’ve familiarised myself with the surrounding area. When that happens, you and I can be together again.” Roxanne had anticipated that Calvin would not be so easy to get rid of, and she sighed. “Calvin, you were in prison for so many years. I couldn’t have remained single forever. I’m married now. It’s not that I don’t want to take you in, but I simply cannot do that.” “Oh, you’re married? What does your husband do?” Calvin intentionally pretended to be curious. “My husband is a sculptor. I only dared let you into the house because he’s out of the country on business, and won’t be home for a wh

“You all right?” I stretched out my blood-covered arms. My shirt and pants were drenched. My fingers ached when I wiggled them. I smiled wryly. “My wife has been fucking her half-brother our entire marriage, Daniele.” My words died in my mouth, my throat becoming dry. Felix got up with a wince. He stepped over the corpse and almost slipped on the blood. “Fuck,” he growled before he stopped in front of me. He held out his hand.

his confession brought tears in my eyes. I hugged him tightly for loving me so much. I can see every family member of mine is looking at us adoration and pride. Huge round of applause made us apart from our hug. Thank you so much God for bringing my boring life to interesting, heart breaks, love and most importantly happiest one. I love you so much my dear husband. I don't know why he calls me mysterious? But I was never mysterious, right? THE END.

The man who was spotted at the exact location where my wife, Celine, was murdered. My mate my second chance at a soul was married to a prime suspect in my first wife's death. No. This is wrong. If she truly belonged to him, if she had been claimed and marked by that man, she wouldn't still smell this divine to me. She wouldn't smell like home. Something was rotting in this marriage, and I was going to find out exactly what it was.

she kept going, her voice full of fake worry, "it's sad. You're here bothering a complete stranger because you can't get over some woman from your past? What does that say about your marriage?" "You are Elena!" he screamed. Mia's face stayed cool and distant. "I'm Mia Thompson. I don't know your Elena, and honestly, from what I'm seeing, she was smart to run away from whatever bad situation you put her in." She crossed her arms, keeping the towel around her. "Let me guess—you liked to control everything? You were jealous? Did you make her leave because you were paranoid and always blaming her for things?" "Stop playing games!" "I'm not playing anything," Mia said with cold calm. "But I am cu

Though his face remained emotionless, I caught a flicker of delight in his eyes. He spoke next in a tone of condescension, as though granting me a favor. "You're allowed to visit me in the future, but only once a month. Any more, and I'm afraid Casey will be upset." Casey—Casey Rory—was Ethan's first love. If it hadn't been for the Rory family's sudden downfall and their move overseas, Ethan would never have married my best friend. Now that Casey was back in the country, the two had reconnected.