Mi Hermosa Esposa Novels & Stories

We are both laying on the sofa. My eyes flutter from her question. "Well... I don't---" I hold up my thought. I can't be with her. She is already someone's wife and of all the people it's the actor that I loved so much. "No, I can't. No... Why did I allow this? This is a mistake." I flinch when she picked up a strand of my hair. "I'm sorry so sorry you have to be in this awkward situation... Since I'm a married woman." She finally broke the silence.

He mumbled. "Mr. Satan." The man that had just walked to them gave him a slight bow and he smiled. "How I've you been Jose?" He asked. "I have been really fine, trying to check if LA or Seattle would do me good." The man named Jose mumbled to have Mikhail laugh. "And who is the young lady with you? She's eye-catching." "Let your eyes wander from her Jose, she's my wife." He answered. "Yeah, I know what you mean and...

“I couldn’t help but admire you both from a distance. You make such a beautiful couple.” Eduardo beamed, clearly pleased with the attention. The man extended his hand. “I’m Miguel,” he lied smoothly. Eduardo shook his hand. “Eduardo Torres. And this is my wife, Selena Torres.” Selena rested her hand on Eduardo’s chest and smiled warmly. “We’re here on our honeymoon. We just got married and we still have three more countries to stop by.” Hector’s underling hid his smirk well. “Wow! That’s amazing,” he said. “You both look so great together, I couldn't help smiling and admiring you both when my eyes landed on you.”

“We’re divorced. Stop harassing me.” Marco’s voice shook. “Aurora, I know you’re still angry at me. But that night, I swear I didn’t know the person they brought to me was you. Lina lied to me. She wanted to tear us apart. If you hate me because of that, she’s won!” His explanation made me laugh outright. “Hasn’t she succeeded? She married you. You two held a wedding in America.” Marco looked stunned, like he still believed I had no idea. “W-When did you find out?”

“If her husband decides to knock you out, I won’t even bat an eye.” “Saint Vittori, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Santiago,” I said and shook his hand. “Call me Miguel, please, we’re practically family.” He greeted Kaelis as well, a bit more reserved. “How is your lovely aunt?” “Still happily married to the Russian,” I said. “Such a pity,” Miguel said. A beautiful woman walked toward us, her smile genuine and warm. She had laugh lines around her eyes, but it didn't take anything away from her looks. “Welcome. I’m Marisol Santiago.”

Despite the pride that I was feeling, I sighed in defeat as I composed myself and let her mind do the thinking since I could not keep up with it just yet. Leaving how busy her mind works, I head back to the bedroom where I saw her preoccupied. Roxanne Morison-Salazar, my wonderful wife, and my unusual vaewolf Luna, never failed to steal my heart. Despite how serious she looked whenever she was in her deep thought, I found her breathtaking. She was simple but so charming to my eyes. “Seriously, how hot could my wife be?” With an amused smirk playing at the corner of my lips, I shook my head and went closer.

“I suppose. But i still love him what am I supposed to do,” “Find someone better, someone that's going to treat you right and would never cheat,” I tell her and she rolls her eyes. “Not with the men these days,” She mutters. “My friend Sierra just married the love of her life and he's a great guy,” “She's lucky,” She says, taking the remaining liquid in her glass and downs it. She motions to the waiter for another one. “So where are you from?” “Chicago, you?” “Isla Martago, “

"Okay I know that place–" "Clera!" a baritone voice spoke from behind. "Uncle!" she happily said and run to the person behind me. I stood up, hinarap ko ito and to my shock ay napaatras ako. He slowly lowered his sunglasses and gave me a smirk. "We've seen again, mi esposa" (mi esposa is a Spanish word for 'my wife')

Mariposa was beautiful, even with her large belly. After a lengthy pause, she spoke. Her hand rested on her stomach, no doubt a defence mechanism. “Nice to meet you, Luna. I am Mariposa. Sorry for imposing on you and your husband but I am afraid I had nowhere else to go.” Her lying came easy. Too easy. What would her father say about this? The Goddess got it wrong again. Leaving the most fragile souls to the worst of monsters. “Nice to meet you, Mariposa. This is Jessica, a friend of mine from Eiecrunt.” I introduced Teagan. Mariposa gave a small wave and Teagan furrowed her brows.

Now he was heading to Aiden’s office to discuss some things he found about their joint shipping company in Japan and when he went every time to Sofia’s apartment building to catch a glimpse of his wife to give him hope and comfort, he wasn’t just expecting to see her so soon and she was coming out of the building he was entering. She looked more beautiful than the last time he saw her, he skin was glowing, her hair which he loves to let down was up in a ponytail and he was really tempted to walk over to her to take it off the band that held it and probably ban her from buying or using hair bands. ‘Hermosa’ was the first word that popped into his head when he assessed her looks from her smoot