Mob Boss Wife Novels & Stories

I greeted them. I see recognition in their eyes. “Good afternoon Mrs. Ottave!” They greeted me. “I'm visiting my husband. Is he in his office?” I ask them. “We'll just call her secretary Ma'am.” They said. While they are calling my husband’s office I took quick glance at the building’s lobby. Like our building, they have the minimalist look, simple but elegant. “Ma'am Mara as per your husband's secretary, Sir Maru is in his office.” “Okay. Thanks. ...” I look at her nameplate “Abbie”

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.

“Who said I got a new secretary, Karen is handling everything perfectly like you said, I got myself a wife and not only a wife but also a companion. ’’ “‘WHAT?? YOU GOT YOURSELF A WIFE, HOW COME WHAT ABOUT US…..WAIT YOU MARRIED A NOBODY?”’ Stephanie’s voice was so loud that all the staff overheard her, they were all shocked and could not believe their boss married another woman, not Stephanie. She has been around him longer than any other female. The staff stood frozen in their various spots. How could this be happening? Karen was the only one who knew better, she had long suspected the boss was seeing a lady and it was definitely not Stephanie. She is pompous, very luxurious, and so proud o

I fixed my trousers and took a seat. “Double Expresso, make it long.” I barked, then looked at the idiot in front of me. “Where the fuck is my wife?” “Well, the last time I checked, I no longer had one boss, but two.” “The fuck! Who is your second boss?" “Ahh, master, you seem to have forgotten that you got married. The Boss Lady told me to zip it, so I will have to zip it." I looked at him. Was he seriously trying to tell me that he was following my little wife’s orders?

"That is not a problem but what do you mean by he isn't nice?" "Arrogant, rude, all those bossy things you know," Serena confirmed. Monica shrugged. "It's typical of them. It's fine." Serena was surprised by Monica's attitude. She couldn't even stand her boss in the office, let alone the CEO. However, her eyes spotted the ring on Monica's finger and she couldn't help but enquire. "Where is your husband?" She saw Monica's countenance change at her question. "Sorry, I don't mean to intrude but that ring is beautiful," she said.

“When I refused, the mistress demanded a 500 million cash gift. I reduced it to 100 million. Your wife returned it three days after your marriage with interest to boot. She had wanted to transfer the properties back, but I refused.” She laughed and added, "Given how they have expanded over the years, it was a great choice. She has managed to expand it astonishingly well." Jonathan asked, “What was her maternal grandmother’s name?” Emma thought for a while before she answered honestly, “Katherine Green, as far as I can remember.” Jonathan listened some more and left. He had confirmed all his doubts. His wife was the girl he had always wanted to marry. The one he had just partnered with was hi

“I am not ready.” I made her wait until I was done foaming the body wash on her delicate shoulders, then I gathered her hair in my fists and applied shampoo. When my silence greeted her, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her pissed face and red angry eyes glared at me. “If you want a child so much then why don’t you fuck some other woman and build a family with her. Why are you so adamant on tormenting me? First you stalked me, married me against my will and now you want to impose a child on me?” She blurted. Her lips wobbled. “I am your wife for fucks sake not a damn breeder.” Her eyes full of sweet anger. I agonised day and night to see her emotions other than fear—even if it was her ang

He pressed something on the wall and it went off like an alarm just that it sounded so loud and just like that all the maids and guards in the mansion gathered immediately, “Everyone from now on, I want to introduce to you all……’’ He walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my waist in a possessive way “I want you all to meet my wife, Morgana and from now on you all should refer to her as boss lady and you must give her the amount of respect you give me, you can as well disobey me and kiss your ass goodbye, Am I understood” “Yes, boss!” They all chorused, with their heads bowed “Let's go,” My older man said to me, with his hand still wrapped possessively around my waist, I’ve never felt so

Another bidder. “Eleven million dollars, five hundred thousand." A man with a fully grown mustache that would make you mistake him for an Indian said, and I saw a woman smile at him as she placed her hand over his shoulder. She was his wife, there was no doubt about that. “Looks like the main character is about to enter the stage." Tom's voice was barely audible, but we all turned to him at the table, and Jane nodded. “I could not agree less." She supported.

“I think I'll pass,” she replied, “So how does it feel to be my wife?” It was a rough demand. Startled, Susan stared at him. She was shaken by the seething quality of his glittering dark eyes. They seemed to reach down and threaten to go for her throat. All of a sudden she was very grateful that they were standing a ludicrous distance apart. “How?” he prompted with lethal persistence. “Leo, I don't feel like your wife, so don't let it worry you,” she responded with a forced laugh. “All I want to be is the best mother I can be for Sophie. I have no intention of interfering in your life in any other way.”