Scarlet Overkill Husband Novels & Stories

She said coolly and glanced at Julian curiously,”Anyways I’m curious, how do you two know each other? “Scarlet didn’t hesitate to reply, “We’re married. Remember the guy I was telling you about the other day? This is him.” She moved closer to Julian as if to prove to Helen that she was saying the truth, Julian was really her husband. Helen’s face registered with shock. What did she just hear? Scarlet her bestie and Julian were married? Her eyes darted between Scarlet and Julian as she processed the information she just heard. It was as if a bomb had just dropped on her.

Elian stormed into the wildly decorated bedroom, already peeling off every layer of clothing on him. He threw the million dollar suit on him to the floor and turned to glare at his rival, aka his husband, who just walked past him, pretending as if he wasn't even standing there. Anger boiled in him as he stared at the broad back of Dex Russo, a dangerous and ruthless Mafia Boss, who was now his husband. The thought alone spiked the anger already boiling in him and before he could think, he unsheathed his dagger and aimed at the back of his head, but Dex turned just in time to pin him roughly against the wall, his back against Dex's very broad chest, and his large, rough hands found Elian's th

I don’t want to go back to that life. --- Scarlet’s situation is both heartbreaking and perplexing. Her struggle with Michael’s obsession and her own fears reveal how difficult it can be to break free from such toxic relationships. Her decision to go back to Michael despite his threats shows how fear can sometimes outweigh reason. It’s tragic that she feels responsible for his well-being, even though his actions are clearly harmful. I admire her strength in confronting her own feelings and her courage in facing such a daunting situation. But her choice to return, despite knowing it’s not right for her, is hard to understand. The fear of being responsible for someone’s death is a powerful for

she glared. Eric threw a sharp glare at his stepbrothers and scoffed. Quinn instantly helped his brother out of the car. "This is embarrassing," the woman mumbled under her breath, Scarlet suddenly felt bad, realizing the number of people watching the scene. "Scarlet, I haven't introduced you to Eric and his father, if I did none of would have happened" she gave a small smile. "I want you to meet my husband and son, he's younger than Silvester and Reid" she was staring anywhere but at the omega, feeling ashamed.

Rather than this, returning home is better not. Scarlet stood by the door with her head lowered. "Tell me, how did you meet?" Scarlet was dazed. "It's similarly as kelvin said." "What? You think I'll believe his hogwash? Tell me, how in the world did you and Kelvin met or did you went to the restaurant to look for men? "I didn't!" Scarlet yelled. Jared scowled. "Scarlet, i said, i don't care how many men you have in the past, now that you are married to me, you can't hook up again."

"The father of my child. And the father of Scarlet's son, though she likes to pretend otherwise." I blinked. Processing. Lucas was Scarlet's ex-husband. The one she'd divorced before marrying Damian. And now he was engaged to her stepsister. Who was pregnant with his child. This was... this was perfect. "I see," I said carefully. Savannah's eyes glittered with something dangerous. "Do you?" "I think I'm starting to." We stared at each other. Two women who clearly shared a common enemy. "Maybe we should have coffee," Savannah said slowly. "You know... compare notes."

And my mother is playing the part of the willing accomplice. The irony is almost delicious. This is the man who looked at Axel and me like we were stains on the family legacy. He’s spent years lecturing us on decency and the sanctity of marriage, yet here he is, buried in the neck of a woman who isn't his wife, in a hospital hallway where his biological secret is currently bleeding out. I pull my phone from my pocket. I don’t even care about the flash. I want this framed. For future purposes. "Well, Arlo," I drawl, stepping out of the shadows with a grin that feels like a razor blade. "I didn't realize high morals included cheating on your wife and committing years of paternity fraud. Does y

"Everyone, I am devastated by the tragic death of my son. But all of this was a conspiracy!" He tearfully accused me, "My wife, Penelope Harper, married me from the start just to scheme for the Warren family fortune! She deliberately switched the two boys' clothes to trick me into making a mistake, then used it as an excuse to team up with my father and steal everything I had in the company!" He even dragged out Celeste, who had been kicked out of the Warren family mansion and was equally desperate, to testify for him.

"Shut. Up." He turned back to me, reaching for my hand. "Vivian, don't be impulsive. I never wanted to divorce you." "We said we'd be together forever -- you, me, and Sophie--" "Save it." I cut through his performance, pointing at Scarlett's belly. "She's already pregnant. Drop the devoted husband act." Garrett frowned, shooting an irritated glance at Scarlett's midsection. "It really was an accident that time. I’d had too much to drink and felt a sudden urge; originally, she was just helping me out with her hands—as a friend—but somehow, she ended up pregnant..."