Novel & Cerita My Crazy Wife

“Oh, shut the fuck up. If a mafia wife’s ‘role’ is gagging on silence while her man bangs half the city and buries the other half, then sign me up for single life...I’ll fuck who I want, when I want, and actually come screaming." Everyone was shocked at her outbursts but I knew she wasn't done with them " You bitches are just jealous. Ciara’s young, hot as hell, locking down a real boss like Jasper who crushes skulls for breakfast. What do your husbands crush? Their sad little dicks trying to last five minutes? Go inject more poison in your faces...maybe it’ll fix the bitterness from never getting properly railed.” The women flushed ugly red, mouths gaping like fish drowning in air. A few me

So my crazy ass life has brought me to this. A mafia queen, a hot as fuck mafia boss about to become my husband in only a few weeks. A few things in my buckle that no manor women should be proud of and most of all a stupid crazy ass extended family to make my rollercoaster ride worth every single stop. But today I am making a special trip on my own.

"My sister-in-law runs a billion-dollar empire. A tramp like you could never." She released her grip, her gaze sliding downward, her fingers following. "You love seducing people so much? Then I'll let everyone watching get a good, long look!" She ripped open my dress. Bare skin was instantly exposed, and the livestream erupted. *Yes! Now that's how a wife deals with a mistress!* *Get her! Homewreckers deserve exactly this!* *If you ask me, this is still too lenient. Back in the old days, they'd have drowned her for this.*

This is the woman I married, this is the woman I miss. My wild, crazy, loud woman. Fuck, I’m close. So close to having her agree to a ménage, and the thought of it made me explode too.

I struggled against his grip, my face twisted in frustration. Mark blinked, glancing at the woman beside him, then asked, "She's your wife?" "Sorry, Jason. We didn't know she was your wife," Kevin said with a smirk, spreading his hands. "Who are you?" The woman Mark was holding pushed her hair back, furrowing her brows as she regarded me. "Donna, you're asking me… Wait. Who are you?" Just as I was about to launch into a tirade, I was confronted by a stranger's face and gasped instinctively.

, he said and left. "Mr. Karan Kundra.. now you will see how everything you have will be mine and you will be left with nobody. I will take every single thing you have including that pretty beautiful wife of yours who has an amazing business skill. But don't worry she will not be my partner but my whore for life", he seethed flashing a sadistic smile.

She was really disgusted to hear that. “I am not the innocent young woman I was seven years ago. Just look for those bitches in the club who are willing to serve you. Oh... or maybe Jessica, aren't you good friends? I'm sure Jessica will happily stretch out her arms to hug you and warm you." "Jessica is engaged to Kriss, I can't bother her anymore." "Then what's the difference with me? I am married! I am a married woman," shouted Edna irritated. Even though Zyan had left her, Zyan was still her husband because that man had legally married her before God. And regarding Jessica who already has a fiancé, that's none of her business! Even if Jessica was officially married, she wouldn't care.

I don't want her and Beatriz to reach out because I know it's a big mess. "You know, you're sick," she said sadly to me. "And you're hurting me, Terrence. I'm like a piece of equipment if you want to throw. I'm your wife, Terrence." I raised my eyebrows. Is this woman crazy? Who says she is my wife? "Are you crazy?" I said sarcastically to her. "When did you become my wife? You're just my fubu. Stop acting like my wife, because you're not." I'll embarrass her. What did she think of me? Have amnesia?

“What the hell are you doing here? He finally asked, forgetting that she was his wife once, now ex-wife. He only remembered this woman betrayed him, and if possible, he wanted to strangle her with his bare hands. His impersonal voice gave everyone goosebumps; everyone trembled with fear; Alex Knight looked very calm from the outside, but only those who knew him closely knew how dangerous this man was when he got angry.

It cares about public degradation. On Friday morning, I am going to march into that courthouse and show my runaway wife exactly what happens when she tries to burn down my kingdom to build a life with a laborer. I will take her career, her status, and whatever dignity she thinks she has left, and I will leave her with absolutely nothing. _____