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She bemoaned and relaxed her back slowly. He felt her skin in attempt to give her a massage. "My wife is glowing." He whispered and kissed her shoulder. He advanced up to her neck and cheeks. Nicole was starting to feel hot all over and badly turned on. She stopped him slowly and he felt a hard blow. He was loosing control. What has gotten over him??? He pulled back taking off his shirt thoughtfully. "Sorry." He muttered rolling his eyes. He was pissed as well. He eagerly wanted to go into her walls and ride her till he was partly satisfied.

I screamed as the strong man carried me effortlessly out of the room. “It's about time, I wondered when you would stop calling your husband Mister." He said to me. “You're not my husband you fool!." I was saying but the man had quickly thrown me roughly out of the room room for insulting his boss. “You were married to Mr Shawn... I never knew he was married, you should consider yourself lucky instead of running your little trap." The man said and he took some ropes from a shelf. I backed away from him but there was no place to run to.

I stumbled and felt my vision going dark before my stomach churned due to being pulled up suddenly without warning. Ignoring my discomfort, Nicholas held my chin and forced me to look up. "Whether you feel wronged or not doesn't matter to me. Don't affect me and my family. The Hawk family doesn't need an unruly daughter-in-law." He gave me a rational reminder. "You should know that from the moment we got married, our marriage was no longer just between us." After he said that, he was silent for a few seconds. He then reached out to brush the wet hair off my face and study my face in the hallway's dim light.

I retorted. “As long as you’re not a man, it’s all good with me,” he replied. “Well, actually, I am!” I teased. He started laughing and mocked, “Really?” “Yes, in fact, before the surgery, my dick was bigger than yours!” I replied, laughing. He turned serious. “You must really be Daon’s woman. You two are just alike!” he commented. I was out of breath from laughing at his expression. “Yes, we are the perfect couple, which is why we got married,” I replied.

I immediately snap out of my reverie, forcing a strained smile onto my face as I walk towards him, but his next words make me halt. "Get out.” My smile faltered a little but I soon recovered quickly. I had to play the part of a good wife to help my plans. If I act as stubborn as he was acting, no one would actually believe our relationship was now good, henceforth affecting my plans. "No. I wish to dine with my husband." I replied, my voice steady. Alexander slowly rose from his seat, the chair scraping against the floor before flung away with force. He rubbed his temples as if warding off a headache.

The seventeen-year-old Nickolai is now the boss of the most feared mafia in the world. Although I didn’t know much about Nickolai but he never revealed anything that connected him to the mafia family. He was just Nickolai. Whoever Nickolai is now has nothing to do with me. It is over between us. I am leaving no matter what, as long as I find a way to get myself and Marc out of this. I am going to get my brother from the Keegans and live a peaceful life in Australia.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

Jimena retorted, looking at him with distaste. “Well, for some reason, three of you are married to us. We must have that je ne sais quoi that drives the Gutiérrez women crazy,” he said with a proud grin. “Conceited idiot.” She grumbled, eliciting laughter from her husband, who got out of bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Let go of me, you moron!” She squirmed in his embrace, which only made him hold her tighter. Pablo placed a loud kiss on her neck, which only made her angrier. “Let go, Pablo!” she growled. He slowly released her and turned her to face him.

The poor guy was giving an assuring smile to Krishika but little did he know how fatal this smile was going to be for him. To know more, stay connected with the story," My Husband Is A Billionaire Son-in-law" *********************************** Like, share and vote.

First of all, I am not the owner of the house they intend to rent, and we are only close friends with the owner's brother. As a result, I am at a loss for words. What else can I say, especially with Niro, Macedonia's ex-boyfriend, here? I'm embarrassed to speak, but what else can I do? After leaving Macedonia without saying a word, where did he get the confidence to show his face? When I recalled what had previously occurred, I breathed. Additionally, for some weeks, Macedonia was dumbfounded because of Niro. He hardly even ate unless Rome and I were invited.