Rome Flynn Wife Novels & Stories

"Ryan, I think we need to talk." Ryan's eyes flashed with a challenge. "If you have something to say to me, you can say it in front of Trisha." The blonde dipped his head to Trisha."My name is Jace. I'm sorry if this is rude, but this I cannot allow." "There is nothing you can do about it." Ryan's smile never faltered but he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him."She's my wife." Jace sighed hard. "I believe I saw a reporter giving quite a different story yesterday. This is Logan Star's wife."

“I do not like what you are insinuating.” Flynn sighed. “Again I find myself apologizing, Princess Alexa. I wish you good luck in your marital affairs that seem to include three persons, you, your husband and your husband ex-lover that he apparently still loves.” Flynn bowed before he turned and walked away with a smile. Yes his plans were not only working but they were moving smoothly and very fast too.

Your smile and loving time with your wife would be snatched soon just be ready! Riya says and walks out of the office to execute her plan and for which first she needs to know their location. I am sure, this hideous honeymoon was out of fear only. And I loved it how you have a tint of fear left in you, she says to herself and dials someone's number while getting into the car.

" For never trying to keep us apart. And for never giving up on me. For that, I'll be forever grateful to you... Dad." "Dad?" "We turned to meet Flynn who was ogling at us with a lazy smile on his lips. "Please pass me my wife now." "You mean, my daughter? " Roger grinned and hesitated before handling me over to Flynn. As soon as Roger walked away, Flynn drew me closer and whispered in my ear. "My beautiful wife. The most beautiful woman in the world. " I blushed so hard that my cheeks were starting to hurt from too much blushing. " " My handsome and gorgeous husband. "

Each trip left expense records, each one included transfers to James. Serena and I got married six years ago. Ethan turned five this year, and Noah six. While I had thought we were building a future together, she had long since built another family. The phone vibrated again. Liam sent another message: [There’s one more thing, Mr. Drake. The night you had your heart surgery, Ms. Serena was with James for his birthday.] … I stared at the words, and the world around me fell silent. I remembered every detail of that night.

"Nothing at all. Alex is another man's biological son, and Hazel has been sleeping with other men. Bryan is broke, and his mother was murdered." "Gosh! That's brutal. Turns out the one who played the victim the hardest was having the most fun all along." Many of the women in the courtroom watched her with disgust, and one commented, "With the extent of Hazel's affairs, she must've slept with someone to get named the town's model wife." In an instant, a flood of condemnation crashed down on Hazel. She completely broke down and began screaming at me. "I married you and worked myself to the bone! Is this how you repay me? After all these years together, are you so determined to ruin me?"

Finally, I grabbed it—and froze. It was Rachel. My wife. Shit. I gestured frantically for Ramona to stay down and keep quiet. This was a video call. Rachel's face appeared on screen, still clearly pissed at me. "Cole, my bestie said she was coming to see you today, and she still hasn't come back. Is she there with you?" So she knew. I couldn't exactly lie. "Yeah, Ramona stopped by. I was just about to start cooking dinner." Talking as I moved toward the kitchen, I forgot about the camera angle. A few steps forward, and suddenly the whole room came into view—including Ramona sprawled across the bed in complete disarray.

I flinched so hard, I lost my balance and fell on my butt and trust me, the shit hurt like hell, it felt as if hot rocks had been implanted on my butt. “Sleeping on the bed obviously.” I replied, my voice louder and deeper than intended… I was in pain and I was angry as well. “I see you've grown some wings, wifey,” he had a devilish smirk on his face. Did he just call me WIFEY? I swear I asked internally but maybe I had said it out loud somehow. “Are you not my wife?” He asked, taking off his wristwatch. What the hell had come over him?

“Everything, Carl. If there is a next time with Lila, I need to be prepared,” I watched as he pushed the hair flopping into his eyes back, staring into nothing before he breathed. “Flynn had a romantic relationship with Lila. She was head over heels for him, ready to risk everything to be with him despite knowing the enmity between her pack and his. While she was ready to give up her life, Flynn was only messing with her just to get back at Miguel for hitting him” An ache bloomed in my chest, eyes burning with unshed tears. “Concerning the baby?”

A week later, when I stumbled upon the live broadcast of Dante and Isabella's wedding, I was able to treat it as an insignificant piece of news and calmly switch channels. "The mafia boss of the Rossini family in Eralia is quite an impressive figure!" Andrew glanced at the broadcast and asked me thoughtfully, "This is news from your home country. Do you know that guy?" My hand paused as I held my teacup. I answered him in a mild tone, as if I were discussing the affairs of a stranger. "I know of him. In Luncy, who doesn't know him?" I had already received the divorce certificate Luca sent over. After divorcing me, he spared no time marrying the woman he truly loved.