Raja Gemini Husband Novels & Stories

The news struck a raw nerve, fueling the flames of his resentment and jealousy. "How dare they! After all I have done for her, she chooses to flaunt her happiness with that man." The informant, cowering under Guhya's intense gaze, remained silent, knowing that the storm of Guhya's fury had been unleashed. The revelation of Rajeev and Gowthami's impending honeymoon had unveiled a deep-seated rage within Guhya, setting the stage for a tumultuous confrontation fueled by jealousy and unbridled emotion.

Before she could speak, Jabco stepped forward. “I’m her husband,” he said calmly. “Jabco Grey.” Riyana narrowed her eyes at him instantly, shooting him a sharp look. He ignored it completely. Instead, he smiled and reached for her hand, holding it firmly, naturally, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. The woman’s eyes widened. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Grey. I’m April.” She turned slightly. “And this is my husband, Joyce Meyer.”

Asher was the only one she ever loved, and she never thought about anyone else. "Exactly, don't forget that I am your husband and you are my wife. I didn't go out and sleep my way with the female population of Nepolis because I am your husband. It doesn't have anything to do with someone who chooses their career over me" he replied with a hint of anger. He never raised his voice on her before. This is the first time. Aria's hands slipped down from his face and she took a step back.

Carlo reminded me. "Sì. I'm going home to Akira from there. " "Then that means Miss Gia will not join you on the honeymoon?" "Honeymoon?" I lifted a brow. "Yes. It also happens to be in Rome. Your father booked everything." I sucked my teeth. "I have important matters to take care of. I don't have time to play house or husband. But I can't leave her alone the entire time." I turned to Carlo with a suggestion. He seemed to have had already figured out what my order would be.

That was all her husband said and Bella left his room that night and she’s never been in his room since then. She wasn’t going to pine over some man when she’s being desired by tons. But she was lying, fooling herself because she kept desiring her husband. So who was Gabriel? Gabriel was a wealthy billionaire, sexiest amongst his ton but his flaws? They were so many that his wife, Bella, included the fact that he didn’t crave her sexually or touched her as one of his flaws, the worst of them.

He would constantly murmur, “Eve, I’ve finished the design for your wedding dress. Why won’t you come try it on...? Meanwhile, Zane and I held our wedding at a glass conservatory on the banks of the Seine. When someone informed Alexander about it that morning, he sprinted madly to the venue, only to be stopped by security. Through the glass panes, he saw how radiant I was in the wedding gown that Zane had designed. I was smiling brightly as I held Zane’s arm. Zane slipped a ring onto my finger and kissed me with deep affection. At that moment, Alexander’s world collapsed completely, and he saw nothing but gray. He pounded violently against the glass but failed to make a sound. The security g

Now, hearing Jason's malicious remark, she only showed a brief disappointment before telling Jason righteously, "I'm not trash! I'm Mommy's daughter, Anna Combs!" "You even changed her surname!" Jason snorted and continued, "Luna, since we were married for seven years, let me give you a piece of advice. Some children will always be inferior because of their genes. They're hopeless! No matter how hard you try to educate and cultivate them, you'll only end up raising an ungrateful wretch! Be careful, or you might end up raising a pregnant teenage girl who doesn't respect herself and runs away with a hooligan!"

"Don't think that we are doing that all for the family’s benefit. We’re doing it for your happiness too." "That's right. What's the point of staying at the Elysium Gate every day and watching those thugs fight and murder?" Jewel did not show any emotion. The voices around her had no impact on her emotions. "I won't marry him." Jewel’s red lips slightly parted and a few words emerged from them. She was not loud, but she sounded very firm. Her body and soul and even her lifetime belonged to her husband—Darryl. How could she marry another man?

Ruby giggled, curled up on the sofa, eyes glued to the live broadcast of the grand pregnancy announcement. Rafael stepped out of his home gym, towel around his neck, sweat still glistening on his skin. He didn’t say a word as he walked past her, grabbing a bottle of water and heading to his room. “Come see,” Ruby said again, beaming. “This is inspiring!” “Oh, come see naa,” Ruby called out once more, laughing as the music on-screen swelled. The host stepped forward...“I used to wonder what legacy is meant...he said softly until witnessing this brief taking moment between the Mondragons...

“Baby, a Grissham must not lower his head in front of others. You are my wife, Aria Grissham. And as my companion, nothing can make you afraid and lower your head like that. You are the ruler, just like me.” Aria took a deep breath, she tried to calm herself. “I don't know if I could do that…” Aria whispered. “You couldn't, you should.” “Alex, you didn't tell me who you are yet….” Aria dared to remind him. During the few days she lived with him, Aria realized that her husband's job was not an ordinary business. It’s dangerous and more to the criminal side. They both stared at the orange sun which was gradually lowering into the evening sky. Leaving a very beautiful orange and blue tinge.