Secret Of The Late Husband Mga Nobela at Kwento

He's read the last thing that my husband asked of me as his wife. There's no getting away from that and if I'm being honest with myself I don't even know if I want to get away from it anymore. I've kept this secret with me for over a year now, it's been tucked away in my head and in my heart and the only other person in the world to know about it was Tom and he two has kept the secret.

“I don’t have a mission.” “Do I know you?” he asked the question I dreaded the most. How was I going to explain to him that he was my husband? How was I going to make him understand that we were still married and we have a child? I didn’t know what to do because he was never going to believe whatever I said so I gave him the reply he never expected. “Some secrets are left as secret.” “So you know me right?” he asked and I nodded. “I don’t know what you and my family are hiding but once I found out and you are a part of their tricks, I’ll make sure you regret not telling me now.” he threatened.

“Yes, fuckkkk… I couldn’t stay away.” Hawthorne’s dirty talk went deeper, laced with emotion that made her chest tight even as her body burned. “You love him, don’t you? Your husband. Yet here you are, bent over for me, dripping down your thighs. Does he know his wife cums harder on her professor’s cock than she ever has in his bed?” “No,” she gasped, pushing back on his fingers. “He doesn’t know I need this. Need you.” He curled his fingers against her G-spot and bit down gently on her shoulder. “Good. Keep it that way. This is our secret. But tonight I’m going to remind you exactly who owns this pussy before you go back to playing the faithful wife.”

If Vold was her husband, the marriage no longer seemed like a trap – it had stopped feeling like that for a while now. She smiled back. “No more secrets.”

The room became silent for a moment. Slap! I wasn’t saved, but was slapped again by Lily. “So, if you’re Mr. Gates’s wife. Then who am I? “Moreover, I’ve worked for Mr. Gates for five years and have known him for ten years. I’ve never heard of him being married. “How dare you deceive me, you shameless bitch?” I spat out a mouthful of blood and tried to explain. “We’re childhood sweethearts. I’m really his wife.”

Down a couple of steps we went then were ushered into a table hidden by a beautiful screen. The room was dim, too dim for my liking. “Thank you.” I said after sliding into my seat. “Amar said you wanted the special. Can I take your drink orders?” We did that and soon the man was gone. I didn't know what to expect. My eyes snapped back to my husband. He was going through something on his phone for a second before he slipped it in his pocket. My toes curled even as I sat there, nervously biting my inner cheek. “You did not tell me how you found your ho..” He stopped, clearing his voice, “Your family.”

His jaws were constantly clenching and his eyes were darkly staring at me. "You wanna play hide and seek, huh?" He paused and laughed. "Really? Step cousin? I didn't know you're kinky." I glared at him for a second. "Cut the crap! I said that to save us." "Save us? You don't want him to know that you're married because you like him, Lily. Is that it?" What a stupid assumption. "Think whatever you want to think." "You fcking denied our marriage."

The reporters were clearly eager to pressure us and force us to reveal secrets ourselves. But just as I was about to get into the car, I heard someone’s voice that made me freeze. “Are you actually husband and wife?” Suddenly, everything around me turned into a dull buzzing. I couldn’t hear anything else except that question repeating over and over. Being husband and wife was a secret that didn’t need to be known by others. Even our marriage itself had been kept hidden. In the past, news about Sebastian having been married had once spread, but in the end it completely disappeared.

"My husband. Mike Ferdinez was my husband. We were married in secret because healers are banned from hospital grounds in Rave Pack. Because a doctor with a healer wife would be ruined." My fists clenched so hard my knuckles cracked. That fucker was her mate? The one who had smiled at me with fake charm, who had reached for her like he had any right to touch her? He had been her husband. He had known her intimately, shared her bed, made promises he never intended to keep. "Tell me everything," I said, and my voice came out rough, barely human. "Now." So she did.

Refusing to see the pleading in his eyes or the guilt written across his face. The moment she stepped through the door and closed it behind her, the tears came. Silent. Burning. She pressed her back against the door and let them fall, one hand pressed to her mouth to muffle any sound. Her husband was dying. And when he was gone, everything would change. The secret he'd kept for twenty-five years would come to light. The deal he'd made—the one she'd begged him not to make—would come due. And Orion... Gods, Orion didn't know. Didn't understand why his father had rushed this marriage. Why a simple alliance with Silvara had become so desperately urgent.