Sarpanch Wife Novels & Stories

He could barely manage one wife, and here in front of him there's a man with seven! "Can you speak a little about each one of them?" Mr. Cuffe manages to ask after recomposing himself. Erik shrugs and replies to the man. "Hmm… Sure. Let's see, in chronological order. My first wife's name is Selena, you already met her, of course, and she is a magical researcher. My second wife's name is Serafall, and she is in charge of Foreign Affairs in her country of origin. My third wife's name is Calypso, she is Greek and has a company that cultivates rare plants. My fourth wife's name is Joan, she is French and takes care of the security of our family business. My fifth wife's name is Leona, she is Ita

They married immediately. Soon, Ranbir Chauhan came. He was Saaranya's husband. Even though it's an arranged marriage. They love each other. Saranya is pregnant right now. So she became an apple to their eyes. Also, her pregnancy was torture to Ranbir. He became an errand guy for her. "Happy Anniversary, Sister-in-law," he greeted and gave a hug. "Thanks, Ranbir," she said. "Where are kids?" he asked. "What are these in your hands?" Laya asked skeptically.

He wants her to greet him with a smile that same smile which enchanted him on their first meeting. "Who are you?" Anirudh asked and Antara looked at him worriedly "What? What are you saying?" she asked him confused "What is your identity jaan?" Anirudh asked again "I am Antara Raichand your wife" Antara chooses an answer that will make him happy. And that is what happened Anirudh smirked and felt proud she called herself his wife on her own. "Exactly jaan! You are my wife and do you think I will let you wear something from your daily wear to our reception?" Anirudh asked and Antara shook her head in no

Her world crumbled right before her eyes. She immediately imagined herself pulling that woman’s hair and strangling her neck. She wanted to confront her and ask her why she would do that to her husband. Ask her where did she find the audacity to steal a married man. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and cry like no one was around. In reality, her self-worth was gone even when she remained composed. She wanted to put all the blame on the woman when her husband seemed to equally enjoy the ass that was on his lap. She could not even bring herself to defend Jack. He willingly kissed and did even more with another woman.

"I can force my choices on everyone if I want, Nikita. I am your Pakhan's wife. That made me the lady of this house. And I have decided to take the control of this house in my hands from today onwards." She clenched her facial muscles, hearing Aria's words. Nikita fisted her hands and let out a breath. "Being our Pakhan's wife, no doubt your position is higher than anyone else in Bratva but I'm not one of Bratva's associates or soldiers." She told Aria firmly.

Sharan asked, moving closer to the fountain. "Sharan. I told you I'm married. You didn't believe me," Drishti said, having nothing else to say. "What the hell is going on?" Shravan asked. "Damn it. Mom told me you were married to some Drishti Malhotra. I actually found it funny that both her daughters-in-law would be named Drishti. I didn't realise you got married to the woman I love," Sharan said, looking at his brother. Drishti paled, thinking of the chaos that would follow. Tej Maheswari would definitely kick her out this time.

"No, Sharanya. She is Avyaan’s wife." Sharanya stopped in her tracks, blinking in disbelief. "Wait... what? Avyaan? You mean *the* Avyaan Singh Rathore? The devil himself actually got married?" Aarika gave a dry nod, her eyes dim but serious. "I know. It's hard to believe. But she’s in pain. She walked all the way here... alone. I don’t want her to suffer any more tonight."

Michael and Joanne looked like they were ready to explode. "You've lost your mind!" Michael barked. Joanne grabbed her, rough and angry. "Get back in the car!" Her grip was brutal. Jared's eyes darkened—he moved to step in. But a sharp voice cut through the chaos. "What's going on here?" Everything stopped. Everyone turned. Out stepped a man and a woman. Gasps echoed. "That's Giovanni Loredan and his wife, Francesca!" Faces blanched. Joanne straightened up fast.

“Her father, stepmother, stepsister, and brother-in-law.” A brief pause followed. “Most of the records connected to her mother were unusually difficult to access,” he continued. “Several records appeared incomplete.” Adrian’s gaze sharpened slightly. “How incomplete?” “Grace Hale. Forty-nine years old,” the assistant answered. “Recent employment and financial records were easy enough to verify, but anything connected to her family history before her marriage was unusually difficult to trace.” The office fell quiet. Adrian’s fingers stilled lightly against the whiskey glass. His gaze lowered slowly toward the photograph clipped to Selena’s file. “Hale…” he repeated quietly.

, he said "Carefully " Sarah took a step closer, "Michael, she's your wife not just a signature on a contract. You can't keep her in the dark forever. Every day you wait makes it worse,", Her words hit him like a shock"she's not ready,"he murmured. Almost a whisper"she doesn't need to know everything. Not yet ". Sarah shook her head. Not ready? "Michael.... She's already part of this life whether you admit it or not. She's is your wife. The longer you wait the harder it will hit her when she finds out ".