Novel & Cerita Novel Luka Hati Seorang Istri

This body was filled with hatred for the man with dark eyes; hatred for herself and her family. When the images of suicide appeared, Ishtar screamed. She could feel the pain and emptiness of death. She could feel everything the owner of this body felt until her last breath. She crashed into a vase, staggering backwards. Her shoulders struck the bedpost as she dropped to her knees, clutching her head. Her memories and the body’s memories tore through her head like wildfire. Lillia. That was her name. She was a highborn princess, a foreigner in a strange land, a Luna, Queen to an Alpha King she never loved. Betrayed. Used. Discarded.

But I can't do it. If, I want to sacrifice my own happiness. Even my beloved. Why not! Because of him, if she want merry of him. Okay, Find.. she is the good investor in our bankrupt Company. I use it! If She want me. okay. I'll give him! What she want. But now I want alone. Alone! We will not be happy! Even if, we are married and we will go home the same house. I don't want to say that, I won't look for him. She mistakenly thought that no matter what happens. I will look for him. I promise she will come back to me. By MCT

” He growled lowly but it wasn't just anger in his eyes now, there was something else. “I would never do that to Isabella, I'm not the monster you've painted me to be in your head. I'm just—I’m just a woman who made the mistake of falling in love with you but not anymore. That era has ended. I hate you, Luka Thorne. I hate you so much it almost hurts. Looking at you makes my blood boil, breathing the same air as you makes me nauseous, your touch… sears against my skin.” I gritted, trying to pull his hand away but he wouldn't budge.

Luka asked making me frown in confusion “the woman is hurt, she may not show or mention it, but as your wife, she is hurt” “This marriage was supposed to be a contract, Luka, how the hell did it get to this?” I asked taking a sip out of my whiskey glass. “It’s called catching feelings, growing up, and wanting to settle” Luka stated in a tone that had me want to pour my drink over his head. I wasn’t a person that caught feelings, everyone knew that, hell, even my wife knew it. “You of all people should know that I never wanted to settle” I said stubbornly.

Alone, I turned back to the city lights outside my window. This wasn't about the baby. It never was. This was about revenge. And I wouldn't stop until Robert Bautista's daughter knew what it was like to lose everything. Inside, I could already see it—the fear in her eyes, the helplessness in her voice. That was the justice I craved. --- [LUCIANA'S POINT OF VIEW] I sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the sheets tightly. My body ached in ways I had never known before. I shifted uncomfortably, heat rising to my cheeks as the memories of last night flooded back.

"Six months since the wedding, and..." She downed the rest of the drink. The burn in her throat was the only thing that made her feel alive. Finn, her husband, treated her like a piece of furniture, he hadn't even touched her. Not on their wedding night, and not a single night since. He was always 'at the office' or 'traveling,' leaving her to rot. "I’m sure Mr. Finn is just—" "Busy? Tired? Bored of me?" Larissa laughed, a jagged, bitter sound. She stood up, the world tilting dangerously. "I’m going to my room, don’t bother waking me up for breakfast. There’s no point."

She hated him and she never even wants to see his face ever again. This time, he knew, everything was over. ========== Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

She dug her teeth into her lower lip, terror written all over her face while a slow grin crawled up the sides of my lips. "I'm Luca — the Pakhan of the Ricci Bratva — and you, Isabella, are my wife. I paid in full for you from your goddamn father. You belong to me. And you will respect me and love me. And you will stay within these walls, or I fucking swear it — you’ll age in this room and die here too." I asserted in a cold and commanding tone, making my finality clear before slamming the door shut and locking it.

Diki replied making Mini and Rangga look at each other and quickly look away. "You suck!" mocked Diki with a cynical smile. Diki who wants to launch the action again. Right when Novi suddenly stood up and walked cursing in front of the television which was the size of a cinema screen in the living room. "It's really cool to be a woman, already knowing that her husband is cheating on her and has a lot of mistresses. I still want it, a husband like that should just be kneaded with chili sauce and then kicked into the sea." Novi cursed angrily in front of the television.

I’m feeling so cold. Luke’s jaw clenches with frustration, his hands balling into fists at his sides. “I’ll find out who did this,” he vows, his voice low and dangerous. “No one lays a hand on my wife.” My wife? Did he just say that? He cares for me. It is written on his face. No matter how much he denies it and how much he humiliates me, his actions speak louder than his words. I don’t know the reason for his hatred, but I’m not going to give up. What happened today strengthens my resolve to make him admit that he has feelings for me.