Re: Zero Regulus Wives Novels & Stories

Mabel whispered. “Okay, how on earth and where on earth are you hearing all these rumors?” Octavia demanded, “I mean come on, you need to get your facts right.” “My facts are right.” She protested, “You wouldn't know all these because you don't like to listen to the news.” “Wait, I like to listen to the news and I didn't hear all this." Ezekiel protested. “Not the sports news Zeke, normal actual news.” Mabel said, “There was this whole thing, about how his ex-wife is now married to his uncle and that seems to be clouding his judgment on decisions that he needs to make concerning the company.”

“But then again, there's always been fire on the mountain, you've just managed it well. But now, isn't it getting a little too much?" Arching his brows, Cillian asked, "Getting a little too much?" Rourke leaned forward, placing the glass on the table, and propping his chin on his folded hands. "Yeah. I saw the news, everyone did. Regina's back, so, there's no need to remain in the marriage if you don't like it. Or, you can just bring yourself to accept it. I mean," Placing his hand on his chin, he pretended to think. "Your wife's not that bad looking, she's very pretty and young. I'm sure if you divorce her now, she'll quickly find another man who would–”

He waits a few seconds for his words to sink in before continuing. “I’ve been made aware of the rumors surrounding her. She’s is not my mistress as some of you have been saying. She’s my wife and I expect her to be treated in the same manner you would treat my family. Anything said against her is a direct insult to me, going against her is akin to going against me. No one and I mean no one is allowed to bully her or I swear you’ll have me to deal with. I will fuck your life so badly; you’ll still be trying to piece it back together fifty years later. Am I fucking clear?”

Green fulfilled Regita's invitation to talk to her, although she did not yet know what the woman would talk to her. What do you want to say, Re? Green started talking, because all she had been doing was stirring her avocado juice. "Well, thanks for coming," said Regita. She gave a short pause. "I want to ask you something." "Please," Green answered tersely. "You know Reina?" "Reina who?" Regita showed a picture of a woman facing the camera with a broad smile. Of course Green knew who the woman was, the woman Alta was sleeping with, the woman who made her future plans fell apart, and the woman who separated her and Alta.

Regina stared at Henry with a sharp gaze. "Just give it to your ex, she'll pay you back with an unforgettable kiss." Regina distanced herself from Henry. Henry seemed pleased with Regina's reaction. "My dear wife, are you truly jealous of my ex? Relax, I never actually did anything with them. It was all lies, really. Don't dwell on it." "I don't care if it's true or not! It's none of my business; you can do whatever you want. We're just a contractual couple!" Regina asserted.

"Go straight to the point!" "Ah, I see..." She rolled her eyes. "Always so serious, aren't you, my love?" Now, she was standing right before me, grinning so widely. "I just thought, you know, it'd be a very, very blow to Clara and your reputation if an audio like this naturally manages to reach the internet, don't you think? What would all those people say about her when her ex-husband is leaving his pregnant wife to her?" "That's ridiculous!"

“Dexie, I’ve got the information you asked for. Should I send it now?” “Yes. Email it to me. I’m almost home.” After hanging up, her fingers tightened on the steering wheel. Her eyes turned cold as ice. Back at her downtown apartment, Dexie opened her laptop the moment she walked in. She checked her inbox. A smile crept across her lips as she read the document. Just as she expected. The file was all about her so-called stepsister, Regina. Dexie’s father, Roger Zellweger, had married into the powerful Winston family.

"Thank you very much," I said before ending the call. I let out a frustrated sigh as I ran my fingers through my hair. "Trouble in paradise?" Jessica muttered before taking a sip of her coffee. I rubbed my temple. "Rowan is refusing to sign the divorce papers." She chuckled. "That doesn't surprise me. Besides, I told you. The Black family are a bunch of handsome and beautiful looking Creeps." I couldn't help but laugh. "You do know I, Ruby, and Russ are members of the Black family, right?" I asked.

"You stole my life! You stole my sister! But you will not take my daughter!" My father laughed, blood dripping from his mouth. "You're too late, Subject Zero. The transformation is permanent. Even if you kill me, she stays like that." Above us, the giant Elle let out a roar of pain. The red light from the crystal was burning her. She grabbed the edges of the hole in the ceiling and began to pull. She wasn't just standing there anymore. She was trying to climb out. She was going to step on the city. She was going to crush thousands of people because she didn't know her own strength.

“You nearly ruined us with your scandals and reckless spending. I cleaned it up. I saved this company. And now, because you can’t stand being irrelevant, you’d rather tear it down than let me stand on top.” Reginald rose, still tall, still carrying the old weight of authority. “Irrelevant? Don’t fool yourself. I gave this family its name. But fine, play the victim. The truth is simple: the Takahashis won’t sign until they see stability. They want a wife by your side. No wife, no deal.” Silence pressed in. The city glittered outside, mocking him. A wife. After Elena, the word itself was poison. He had sworn never again. Marriage was weakness. Love—just a fairy tale for fools. He’d sworn never