Novel & Cerita Seamus Mckiernan Wife

“I’m surprised you haven’t yet. You’ve been wanting to since the moment you arrived.” Something like grudging amusement crossed Liam’s face. He stepped back. “I have wanted to. I’ve dreamed about smashing your pretty face in until you cry and beg for forgiveness.” I raised an eyebrow. “What’s stopping you?” “My wife.” Where Liam was a bull in a china shop, his wife Mari was more like a nimble doe in a china shop. Tall, red-haired, and beautiful, she somehow managed to keep her Irish husband’s temper from exploding. Liam might act like he was in charge, when everyone knew the real person in charge was his sweet, capable wife.

A middle-aged woman, who had been waiting patiently for my signature, leaned over the table, her eyes darting between Kian and Mia with a delighted grin. "Oh, Ms. Monroe," the fan whispered, leaning toward me. "I just have to say... I’ve been watching them for the last few minutes. They look absolutely perfect together, don't they? Like a true power couple. I saw the news about her return—they should just marry already! It would be the marriage of the year. Don't you think so, being the one who knows him best?" The words hit me like a physical blow. The marriage of the year.

After Seamus finished speaking, he looked at the red sports car that flew away from his sight and sighed again. "Vice—President, please get in the car and wait." The bodyguard made his decision based on his safety. Seamus got into the car and thought about all the information he had received about her just now. His heart had never been so distracted before. Her information showed that after she left five years ago, she had devoted herself to her career and was now a vice president of a listed company. At the same time, she also owned 30% shares of the company. However, there was one more thing according to her information. She still hadn't married yet, and yet she had a four—year—old girl by

~~~~ Walking down the aisle with my gloved fingers lightly gripping dad’s biceps, while feeling thousands of eyes on me, was overwhelming and horrifying at the same time. Being this close to Dad didn’t bring me as much anxiety as being this close to my husband to be, I could already tell before dad offered me to him like a wrapped present. His long fingers closed over mine and I bit my mouth to stop myself from crying out in panic as we both turned towards the priest. As the priest talked and talked, I was finding it harder to breath and concentrate on the wedding. Frightened shudders kept sliding down my spine the more the realization that I was getting married to the mafia don kept sinking

MORGAN MCKAY As I fought alongside my men and my son in law’s men, I couldn’t help but reflect on the last couple of days. My wife told me on her deathbed that our child would grow up to be a force to be reckoned with but who could have predicted this. Then Conmael showed up out of thin air. Literally. Resurrecting a long forgotten memory. I’ve met him before but the circumstances continued to elude me. Kerrienne was powerful beyond words and seemed only to be getting more powerful by the day. We got to these shores in a matter of hours instead of days. And she was doing and saying things that baffled me.

The courtroom feels colder when Kieran takes the stand. Elara watches him place his hand on the Bible and swear to tell the truth. He looks calm and composed in his dark suit. But she knows him well enough to see the tension in his shoulders. Margaret begins the questioning. "Mr. Vaughn, what is your relationship to Ms. Craslow?" "Raven is my wife," Kieran says. His voice is steady. "We married six months ago." "And what is your relationship to the child, Ethan Monroe?"

Just then, Mariah walked in stylishly. “What's going on here? I've been looking all over the place for you, Ryan,” she said, looking at him. “A stupid pregnant woman slapped me,” Aisling cried. “You insulted her and she slapped you,” Ryan corrected. “I don't get it, who is she?” Mariah asked, in curiosity. “I guess you don't know,” Ryan chuckled, turning to Aisling. “She's Samantha, Mr Ryker's wife,” he revealed and her eyes bulged.

Chris wanted to roll his eyes but refused to do so. "Maeve Miller, CEO of MBC Bank and Finance and STB Corporation." Chris answered. "Heard that?" She asked mockingly. The old woman was about to attack her but Falcon who just entered the room, interfered between them and shielded Maeve from the old woman. "Oh! Chris forgot to mention something else about me!" She said making everyone's attention drawn back to her. "I am the wife of the man your family tried to assassinate," she said with a deadly glare towards the old woman.

Peter stood beside him and reported, "We've investigated. The woman from the other night is Debra Frazier, a nominal manager at the McKinney Group. Before her family went bankrupt, she was one of Seamar City's most well-known heiresses. Her marriage to Juan is practically over, and she's currently filming a reality show on our island." "Debra..." Drake drummed his fingers on the desk. His smile deepened.

Dario replied plainly. "Actually, Sean and Lucia were married a week before Sean returned to his country," said Mrs. Marylin. "Married?" Dario was surprised to hear that. The week before Sean left, that meant the opening of the restaurant. Mrs. Marylin sighed. "Not many know about their marriage, it happened very suddenly and now, I think you saw Lucia earlier, she is pregnant now, but Sean never contacted her." Mrs. Marylin told me that Dario was Sean's good friend. He wished Dario could help him.