Mr Criminal Wife Novels & Stories

But the receptionist told him that he came here with his husband. Brent got shocked what she was saying. I told him that I’m her husband but she didn’t believe me. I told her that can you kindly tell me in which room she was admitted. I reached the room and nurse didn’t allowed me to enter the room. He told her that she is my wife I have to meet her. Hospital management had a huge misconception that Harris was mine husband. Brent get angry as he didn’t know what to do. Somehow he managed to enter the room and saw Harris there. I know that he will jealous from him and as there is nothing to get jealous from him, But because of the misunderstanding between us.

The makeup artist has long been upstairs in the bedroom, and Jane Tong hedged, she received the old housekeeper's money, this makeup, naturally, is intentional. At this moment, squatting like a quail, shivering, "Shen, Mr. Shen, I ...... will reapply Miss Jane's makeup." "Madam, Mrs. Shen." "Ah?" "She is my soon-to-be wife." Shen Xiujin swept a cold eyebrow at the makeup artist, "What do you think you should call my soon-to-be wife?" There was a swish! The makeup artist's face went pale and white, a layer of floating sweat immediately appeared on her forehead, and her delicate makeup slightly fizzled.

A new confidence to face him. "I didn't commit a felony. You did. You tried to violate a Mafia's Wife and that discards you from the pact signed, which in return puts you in a grave danger. It's you who should be very scared now, not me," I confidently announced. "Well, no matter whatever you say. You're just a mere slave to the entire underworld." I heard a woman's voice in the room. I gulped as I saw Spider standing up and smirking. And then, I saw a woman entering the room. I looked at her, she looked like a fierce woman, with short hairs and unwavered confidence. Her presence had an aura which could scare anyone.

I feel Archer’s arm wrapping around me as he retorts, clearing his throat, "Well, Mrs. Thompson, I have to say that I'm very happy with the way things turned out. Georgina is the love of my life, and I couldn't imagine being married to anyone else." Mrs. Thompson: raises an eyebrow as she looks me up and down, "Oh, come now, Archer. You and Aurora would have made such a perfect couple. And think of the children! With your genes and Aurora's beauty, they would have been absolutely stunning." Before I could utter a word, Archer stepped forward, his voice cutting through the tense silence like a knife. "That's enough," he said, his tone firm and unwavering. "I'm very happy with my wife, Georgin

Marco asked, looking at me with a smile while he shook hands with Mario. “Yes, this is my wife, Gia,” Mario answered. “She’s beautiful,” Marco complimented me. “She is, isn’t she?” Mario queried with an irritated face because Marco looked at me longer than he was supposed to. Marco noticed the change in his tone and then looked away from me and looked at Mario. “I was out of the country; I just returned this morning. I’m sorry I missed your wedding,” Marco said to settle the dust in the air. “It’s okay. I’m glad to see you here,” Mario answered.

She doesn't even know if she has a family anymore after she'd done what she'd done. Daemon stopped in front of a church and removed his jacket. He's wearing a simple dress shirt underneath. He opened the door for me and held my hand. "D-Daemon? What are we doing here?" The man started walking while pulling her hand. "I don't need a fancy wedding, Devon. Never liked that but for your family to recognize us together, I have to marry you." He looked at her torn dress and white face. "You're good enough." That day, she married the mafia boss and the rival of her father and she then became Mrs. Druft.

Am so confused you pick which would be better. 'Leave my family out of this, you are insane!. It's not a surprise you became a widow, you heartless b****.' he shouted. 'Very well, your wife it is' I said nonchalantly, watching his reaction. 'No!' heran to hold me but I kicked him in guys before he got to me, just the reaction I wanted. 'Leave my building and this town with your family. If should hear qoed of you conspiring against me, you would know how heartless I am.

"What do you want me to do? What am I supposed to do as your wife then?!" "Do whatever you can to make me happy." “I’m not a clown!” I yelled at him. "No, you're not a clown but my wife. It's a responsibility of yours to please me." Then he leaned over to kiss my forehead, slammed the door, and left me in the spacious dark room. *********** I got out of bed and made an effort to investigate the goings-on in this mysterious mansion. I have no idea what the Mafia is involved in, but in my head, they are just as nasty as any other criminal, out to get rich quickly and kill anyone who stands in their way.

She laughed, I could feel her husband staring down at her like she was the sun itself and no other stars could exist where she shined. “I've been looking forward to meeting you." She said happily. I stared on in worry. I've never seen any soul born and raised in the Mafia world look so happy and pure. It was unnerving. Almost like Rino could feel it, he pulled me closer into him. I watched as her husband's hooded gaze followed Rino's movement and then he whispered something into his wife's ears and she blinked before nodding softly. She looked like she was holding back from pulling me into another hug.

Jason finished. “Hmm, he can fucking try. I’ll get back to you tomorrow, Jason. I’m going to be fucking wed in a week’s time and it won’t be to that damn family.” Anger simmered in my chest and I ended the call before dropping on my couch. It still stank of that woman’s perfume. I need a wife and I need her as soon as possible. The threats were already building up and I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t expecting it.