Novel & Cerita Mr Criminal Wife Age

He was betrothed to some Adora Mikel. "Who is Adora Mikel, Simon?!" My temper was slightly rising. Whoever this bitch was, she was going to ruin my fucking plans and I can't let her do that. I need Marco position as don and if I need something and someone stands in my way, I kill them. That's my way of scaring them off my property permanently. "Adora Mikel is 22 years of age and she is from the 7th highest Mafia family. I see her around Marco every ball or Mafia family event and it is announced that she or Mrs. Luciano’s daughter might marry him" he breathed out.

Now they really felt no reluctance to interact with Stellina who they regarded as Vellina. One afternoon, there was a bit of a commotion in the servants' room. "Look at this, I got a gift from Madame Vellina," said Martha, the butler who had worked at the Pavnozzi mansion for decades. So far, if there was a problem, Martha was the first to take responsibility for everything. Velina did not hesitate to punish or cut Martha's salary. "Wow, you've got a really nice necklace, Martha," said Leoni, a waitress whose tenure didn't differ much from Martha's.

The price for the protection offered by the powerful family was higher than I had initially imagined. I closed my eyes, resigned. It was a marriage devoid of love, and I hoped to unite with the older brother of Paul Mitchell, a disgusting man on the verge of sixty; I would be his second wife, as the first one died under inexplicable circumstances that no one can explain. However, to my surprise, my heart raced when Paul Mitchell's youngest son entered my living room. I could feel my legs weaken in his presence, his defined muscles, blond hair, and light brown eyes. A cross tattoo adorned his neck, and his smile was charming.

(QUEEN-WAY VILLA) “You killed Grandma! You hungry looking buffalo! ” A slap followed on Camille’s cheeks, it left hand-prints on her cheeks. That was Shania Rodrigo, Camille’s mother-in-law. Tears streamed down from Camille’s eyes, her heart was racing. How did things happened so fast? She wasn’t crying because of the slap but cried at the sight of the woman placed in the coffin. Rina Rodrigo who was the only person one that loved her in the family… now, she’s gone.

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.

Chris, this is Camille, and she’s 21 years old and you cannot touch her. I nearly groaned at the prospect of pushing it back into her throat. What was she thinking? Nobody and I mean nobody, has ever sucked me like that. My little wife took me fully in and made me groan out loud like I was just a small boy. No one has ever swallowed me whole. But my wife, on the other hand, gobbled my brains, and that happened in a meeting while my staff members were around. Fuck, it was nice. Camille is the wife you vowed not to touch. I remind myself that she is 21 years old. I’m not sure how many times I’ll have to repeat it in my head until it sinks in that she’s just a child.

Laura again started asking him, hiding her curiosity about it. “Huh…” Mr. Xavier took a deep breath and then revealed, “I was only 15 years old when Old Madam has joined the Aldrich family. She looked so beautiful as a bride and the smile on the Old Master’s face didn’t leave his face at once. He was too happy, I have never seen him that happy in his whole life neither when Young Master was born, he loves his wife a lot…. More than anything… More than his children…” Xavier sighed bitterly while saying the last sentence.

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

He told her that she changed her mind and decided to come here on behalf of her invitation. All of us went inside and the food was served. His mother introduced us to his father’s friend's family. They looked like a gentle family. They did not know that I was his wife. The daughter of his father’s friend’s was trying to flirt with brent. Because she was here for Brent so that their marriage got fixed and I became their biggest problem.

~~~~~~ "Her priority was her career but the day she married him, he became her one and only priority" Dia Agarwal a 23 year's old girl who had a rich dad named Aditya Agarwal but except of having a golden spoon from him when born; she never tried to take anything from him instead was busy building her own name and residues of her sucess story for others to follow.