Misha Collins Wife Novels & Stories

Lila tiptoed out of the room but reaching the door she suddenly remembered something and turned towards her. “Um, ma’am… can I ask you a question…” “Yeah…” Ojaswi nodded. “Can I know what is your relation with, Mr. Mendas… Please don't take me wrong. I was just wondering.” “I am his wife…” the answer to her question was echoing in her head. She wanted to say it out loud, but she recalled all the bitter truth of her relationship with him. The biggest bitter truth was Shsihir not admitting that she was his wife in front of housemaid Omi.

Knowing the kind of nosy person she is, I already know that she wasn't going to rest until she got every detail about what Adrian and I talked about. "Come on, Amelia, what's with the suspense? Tell me what you guys talked about already," she said to me with an impatient tone, and with that I sighed heavily. "Mrs Nosy, we didn't talk about anything important; he told me about how he still considers me as a wife and bla-bla-bla," I said to Tessa, who widened her eyes in surprise. "He told you that he still considers you as his wife?" Tessa asked me with her two eyes opened widely like someone who just heard something shocking.

Because there was only one Marcus that description could belong to. Marcus, my ex-husband. I pressed my hand against my mouth, shaking my head violently. “No. No, this has to be a mistake.” My voice cracked as the words tumbled out. “You can’t mean… Marcus. Not him. Are you sure?” Collins’ gaze sharpened. “You know him?” I let out a short, hollow laugh. Half disbelief, half hysteria. “Know him?” I lowered my hand, my voice breaking. “He’s my ex-husband.”

She sat on the bed, watching them arrange things into place, including installing a television. What if that man is indeed Mr Stranger? The news states he is the most cruel business man in the country! And would she be carrying his baby? This man is the most eligible bachelor in the country! What?!! "How do you like the curtains madam?" Olivia nodded with a smile as she tried to remain calm. She's a billionaire's surrogate! Not just any billionaire. The top guy in the business world. Shouldn't she freak out? Of course she should freak out!!

Though we’ve only spent one night together and made our daughter, she’s still my wife and I’ve been faithful to her. After getting Kira and Olivia into my truck we head to the mall. I tap on the steering wheel, listening to the radio. Kira was talking about all the things she’s done and her new best friend since I’ve been gone. I don’t get to phone her often and sometimes I can’t call her at all. She’s very understanding about my job. And Olivia has basically been a single parent since I’m gone more than I’m home.

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

I sobbed myself to sleep that night, after I had made sure my door was thoroughly locked, to prevent my elder brother from paying me an unwanted visit. Although, that had never really stopped him if he really wanted to pay me a visit. ~~~~ The wedding day drew nearer and it was safe to say I was now a complete shadow of my former self. I had gotten thoroughly waxed. Gotten measured for a wedding dress, and for the maids who’d be accompanying my mother to shop for new accessories which I’d be taking to my husband's house. I wasn’t sure of how I wasn’t going to face the Mafia Don, or how I was even going to be around him, without fainting from fright.

I replied smirking at them. "Aaron Malhotra open your fucking mouth right now before I punch you so hard," I nudged glaring at him which made him come out of his dream land. "Everyone meet my mysterious wife, who is mysterious to world. Mrs. Shraddha Aaron Malhotra. The love of my life," he replied grinning. Monkey monster. Jerk. Idiot. Moron. "For how long you both married? How long is your baby?" The same reporter asked who smirked at me.

Michael pushes. “I’m married to Maxwell Sturgis, I am a rich woman. I don’t want to be on a poster or billboard, I want to be next to my husband,” I reply. Max grabs my hand, “Michael, please take your foot off mine and refrain from talking about my wife’s body.” Michael has a smug look, “Tell you what Max. I will sign your contract, plus I’m willing to give your company a little more liberty if you loan me your wife for just a night or two.”

"I saw the press conference. Sophia's announcement. That must have been devastating." "I'm handling it." "Are you? Because you look like you're barely holding on." His hand reached for mine. "Mia, you don't have to do this alone. You have people who care about you. Who want to help." "I appreciate that. But I'm fine." "You're pregnant and alone and trying to run a company while your husband flaunts his pregnant mistress." His voice was gentle but firm. "That's not fine. That's impossible." “it doesn't matter anymore Collins, it changes nothing. I will leave Robert no matter what, even without Sophia pregnancy.“