Once Cast-off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen Novels & Stories

Or her final words to me as she walked away. The scene where I pushed her out of my house onto the pavement three years ago began to flash through my mind. Her voice calling out to me in the dark, begging me to take her back, echoed in my ears. It was not something I could stop thinking about. At this point, it became clear I had f*ck*d *p. Foolish, blind, and greedy, I had let her slip from my hands. I let go of my pregnant, heiress wife for someone less.

He turned to Mary and his lips were unhesitatingly pecked by her. “Huh…?” She met Tony as a poor sad bastard — one who came from a wealthy family, but because of his perverted lifestyle, his parents temporarily disowned him. Since then, she has been the breadwinner — the one providing for him. Was this how she was going to get repaid? — in such a callous way! She wasn't deserving of this bullshit!

Nandini was crying because of her bad mouthing. " Mrs. Priyamvada malhotra don't you dare raise your voice on me and my wife. Keep your vendettas with you. Don't forget you were never the queen but the concubine of my father. My mother was the real queen of this palace. I respect you from the starting that doesn't means you will take it for granted. Nandini is my queen and the real and actual queen of this kingdom so be ready to crowned her as queen. I really love kabir and i remember everything but that doesn't means i will lost my humanity. I called you queen so that my father's reputation must not gotten affected that doesn't means i accepted you as my mother. My mother was mrs. Nyonika m

I'm the one who you gave a chance to work in the film which was half filmed on actress Barsha" Before that actress spoke more , that man turned and walked in the direction of them Abhimanyu didn't spare a glance to her and talked to that man . . Taapur saw them and understand how wrong she was . She felt that everything was taken for granted . She felt that people all over the world despise her position as The Wife of the King ABHIMANYU SINGH RATHORE She didn't know where she was wrong but knew one thing that the intention of that lady wasn't appropriate for her husband Just when she was most isolated and helpless . Someone suddenly put down a coat on her and her cold body was immediately re

She waved back at Gama's waving hand from the car window. "Your taste has gone down since I left!" a woman standing a few meters away exclaimed. Bhuvi looked at the woman flatly and lazily. "A widow with one child, just a businesswoman from a mediocre company. An inconvenience." Without many words, Bhuvi turned around and walked away from the woman. "Bhuvi, I know you still love me, don't you?" she raised her voice. "Besides, you can't possibly prefer that widow; you're just using her, aren't you?"

Who liked to crush everyone for his own selfish reason whether it was good or bad. **A Queen needed to show the KING the right path. Does this world deserve a Saint? No, not even this Famous King. he made himself according to the world which he rules. Today you will feel the same whatever I have felt whether it was pain , humiliation or constraint !** Nandini was determined to show him hell in her own way and here Falcone was excited to go on the Date with his very own wife. HIS WIFE who never demanded anything, except for her kids which was mandatory for them.

He knelt in front of her and bowed. “We are Petrovas. We do not bow or bend.” She said simply. “We are unbreakable!” She added as she helped him up and hugged him. That hug was years in the waiting. Years of separation! Years of longing! When she turned to the stage, she had retained her regal demeanor. “Welcome to my home!” She started. It let everyone know who was in charge. She was the heir. She was back. She was going to claim everything that was hers.

“I grew up being the perfect heir to the Blackwood family. I was not allowed to have friends who were not worthy of my status. I was not allowed to interact with common people because they might scheme against me.” “Grandma, I grew up thinking that you were right. I was Dominic Blackwood, the heir to the Blackwood family. All I had to do was attend meetings, chase after business deals, have no scandal, and ensure that the Blackwood Corp stayed at the top of the world.” “You even said that I did not need a wife. An heir was enough. And I did as you had suggested. No questions asked.” “But then she came along. She changed everything about me. She made me human, Grandma, a human with real feeli

I staggered through the door, head spinning. All I wanted was to wreck the place, march straight to the Corleone Tower, and scream it out—the Don was screwing his stepmother. But Omertà was branded into my bones. The Bettinis don't break. From day one it was drilled in—never rat, never shame the name. Even if your husband's a monster. "Ugh." The rush of rage twisted into nausea. I clung to the sink, throwing up till the room tilted.

I stood in front of the gate of the estate I couldn't leave and I looked at the man who wouldn't let me leave it and I thought about Carter and his daughter and the playing card and the hand in the box and the four minutes outside these walls. "I understand," I said. He looked at me for a moment longer. Then he turned and walked back toward the house. I stood at the gate for another moment. Beyond the iron bars the street was quiet and empty and entirely ordinary looking — the kind of street that appeared in no one's nightmares, that gave no indication of what moved through the city behind its ordinary face. The Monkey Group was out there. Reassessing. Receiving a box. And in here — behind t