Novel & Cerita Master Lis Pampered Wife

The legal wife was Kirsten and she had all the rights to be jealous and get angry. Kirsten went for another round of coughing fit and she almost peed on her pants because of it. Couldn't ignore her despite his anger, Matthew pulled her and lifted her on his lap. Kirsten struggled but he cooed while he gently patted her back while she was coughing. "It'll help when patting your back." Kirsten gave up struggling and hugged his neck and coughed once in a while. Kirsten was not aware that she was enjoying her husband’s care. And loved being pampered by him.

“I have said all along that you can’t trust an actress like her. She is not a wife material. Who knows how many men she has slept with in the past?” “It is not up to you! Who the hell do you think you are? You are just a bloody actress, the lowest of any job. Do you really think you are the daughter of some VIP family?” Facing a barrage of insults from Patrick’s family, Jean suddenly smiled at Patrick. His heart skipped a beat. The moment he knew it, the screen behind them that was playing their photo album suddenly switched to restricted-material footage. It showed Selena and Patrick in bed. The footage was completely uncensored.

Not only from her but from everyone. Yes, he had couple of men that were extremely loyal to him but he was always alerted even with those who had spent years with him. They both shared a room and as she steps in giving her the rights of being his wife. He surely did treat her slightly special and different than he treated the others but only after he actually got to know her. The few starting months of the marriage were extremely horrible for Danica as Zeke was really cruel with her. His horrible actions ended up resulting in her heart having permanent scars.

He informed me. “His wife?” I asked. “Yes.” He replied. “How is she related to me?” I asked in need of clarification. “She’s not.” He answered. “Then?” “His wife is in prison, for theft and burglary.” He told me as I rolled my eyes in frustration. “I’m confused. What’s her name?” I asked him. “Clarissa Comtino. Known as Big Mama there.” He stated. “Big Mama…” “She’s been there for two years now.” He added.

If what kind of a mistake have I ever done in order for him just to hide me as a wife, but until now the answer remains blank. I was back in my sense when his door suddenly opened. He stood and stared at me seriously while wearing nothing other than his boxer shorts. I immediately took my eyes off of him and then continued walking. Even before I could get away I heard him call his men and ordered to dispatch the woman he had slept with. I laughed softly as I walked down the stairs. Yes, it is also not new to me to hear such a command from him. He is a mafia boss after all, a ruthless one. And I, Jazzie Zamora, am his wife.

I added taking the pillow and sleeping on the couch. The following day after breakfast some couples joined us and it was time to play golf, their wives were present to cheer us and there was no point in calling Amanda because during the morning exercises she refused, so when I was asked about my wife joining us, I lied that she is kind of feeling weak so they focus on the game. "Mr. Andrew, this is Mr. Smith, his father is one of the owners of a famous TV home in California and Smith himself is also the CEO of a luxury apartment for rent out during vacation, I hope you two connect as well.”

This was his bottom line. Despite Samuel’s icy tone, Tina couldn’t help but feel affected by the word ‘wife.’ She almost forgot that she was married to Samuel, but she would never expect to hear him saying that particular word. “Wife…” Tina mumbled softly. “But the woman that you’ll ever acknowledge to be your wife is Cindy, right?” As usual, Samuel didn’t bother explaining himself. However, Tina looked incredibly vulnerable tonight. Besides, she had already lost her mind due to her drunken state, so he didn’t want to be so critical of her.

While Celeste got dressed, she said, "Hungry for more today? If so, you've got to pay up." Taken aback, I asked, "Pay up? I didn't know I had to pay to have fun with you." She pushed my hands away and answered, "Of course. Why would you think I'd let you have fun for free?" "What about last night, then? I didn't pay anything, did I?" Celeste replied, "That's because your wife has paid up on your behalf. If you want to have your way today, it would cost you 3000 dollars."

“You think I believe you? I thought you're happy with Mara?!” My forehead furrowed. Why did his dad mention my name? “Yes dad. We just celebrated our first monthsary yesterday.” He looks tired from explaining. “Then why is your mistress work here?!” My eyes widen. Mistress? Maru has a mistress?! Who is she? “Dad, Jana is not my mistress!” He said angrily. His father smirks. “Really? Then why is she here? If she is not your mistress why can’t you guys leave each other?! You think I didn’t know that until now you are seeing each other?!”

The glow of my phone screen illuminated my pale face. In a private group chat called The Domestication Project, the group admin, who went by the alias "The Tamer", was busy sharing her latest results. "The test subject was emotionally stable today. Looks like switching his medication worked. His reactions are getting slower. Ladies, remember this. If you want to destroy a man, you have to break him down mentally first. Make him believe he's such a worthless loser that no one but you could ever love him."