Nia Jax Husband Novels & Stories

It seems that all the buzz around them is pulling his marriage to multi-award winning actress Bethany Sweeting-Dahlberg. A source says that the couple had relocated and are functioning separately and their children, Roux, 22, Lilac, 17, & Periwinkle, 9, are living with their grandmother, 70's business tycoon, Esther Sweeting. The couple has supposedly not been in good terms in the span of the-- "These are lies." I panted and pushed the phone against his chest. Javier, who had been watching my face contort throughout everything, gave a small sound, guilty to the ears, "I'm sure it is."

That Jaxon might have a girlfriend or a wife somewhere. “First of we grew up in the child services system in a group home together. We wouldn’t be leaving any parents behind. As for wives and kids? Hal’s ex is in Europe somewhere. She won’t let him see his daughter. As for Jaxon and I, we don’t have wives. Girlfriends aren’t easy to keep when people you work with telling them you are a tinfoil-wearing type. Hell, I had one date that saw my research library at home and ran for the hills.”

, he said emotionally. "Yes, we are having a baby Jax. Our own child. We are going to be parents soon", Aurora said weakly. Alpha Jax took his hands to her stomach, rubbing soothing circles on her belly. "Thank you for giving me this bundle of joy. Thank you for making me a complete man, for coming into my life. I love you Aurora. Let's get married, Aurora. I love you so much", Alpha Jax said as he held her hands. "Yes, Jax. Let's get married. Let's build our home", Aurora replied. He lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

For a long moment, I remained frozen in Damian's hold, Ethan’s words echoing on an agonizing loop in my mind. ‘Boring.’ ‘She doesn't evoke a single feeling in me.’ ‘Don't buy her sketches on my account.’ How had I been so blind? How had I spent three years married to a man who secretly held so much contempt for me? He was a complete stranger compared to the boy who had comforted me online five years ago when my parents divorced—the boy who had listened when my mother fell into deep depression and ended up in the hospital. That boy was gone. In his place stood a cruel, callous man.

His hair was a bit messy and his eyes looked tired from the long bus ride. The sound of heavy footsteps came from the hallway. Jax walked in wearing gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips and nothing on top. His chest and arms were thick with muscle. A few tattoos ran across his shoulder. He stopped when he saw Riley and leaned against the counter. “You are back,” Jax said. His voice was deep and steady. He crossed his arms, making his biceps flex. His eyes moved slowly over Riley from head to toe. “Mom and Dad left for their second honeymoon yesterday. They will be gone for three weeks. Just you and me in this big house.”

Raze asks. “Nope!” I cross my arms, grin still stretched to the maximum. “Well thank fuck for that. I assume you are finally going to fix this shit.” “What the hell are we talking about?” Gabe hollers from the kitchen. “That Abel is still married to that smoking hot little number. Remember with the dress and hair and boots?” Raze helpfully offers. “Oh I remember.” Gabe enters the game room, bowl of popcorn in his hands. “Dude, did you see the social media uproar over your friend Jax?”

They paid for the food they are and left the restaurant. Ashley had worked as a model in the United States for many years and made some money. Now, she spent all her money on this house in order to secure the life of her son, Alex. She knew that Levi was just a driver. It would be a heavy burden for him to bear the responsibility of being a father when he was totally unprepared. That was why she had to get everything ready earlier on her own.

He asked casually as he smoked his cigar, his feet up on his office table. I flipped through the pages of the contract, reading each sentence carefully. "It was fine." "Gia is a beautiful woman isn't she?" I nodded, absent mindedly. "She is." "Well, don't let her beauty get to your head," he warned me as he sat up straight. "Never forget what they did to your mother." I tensed up. "That has nothing to do with Gia." "She is an offspring of theirs," he spat. "Then why would you get me to marry her if you hate them so much?" I questioned, putting the contract down.

"I'm so happy to see you two reunited. Please also pray for Nicholas and me to join you soon to get married. We want to experience having a wife like you too." Tristan just laughed. Meanwhile, Sophia, who looked curious, asked the oriental-looking man a question. "What are you two waiting for? Aren't you and your boyfriend perfect for each other? Why don't you just get married right away? After all, you're both from well-to-do families, right? So it definitely isn't material things that are the problem." "The problem is, Jacob's parents, especially Aunt Luna, do not fully agree that Jacob is in a relationship with Tita." Instead of Jacob, Nicholas explained to Sophia instead. So far, Jacob h

I could hear the faint crackle of the line as he let me process the information. “And it gets worse.” he said finally, his tone grim. My heart sank further. “How could it possibly get worse?” I whispered. “Samuel.” James said and I straightened. “Samuel? Who's that?” I asked, wracking my brain for a minute before the answer came up. “Oh, my husband's personal assistant?” I asked. “Yes, the one and only.” “What about him?” I asked, dreading the answer that was about to come out of Morgan's mouth.