Romans & histoires The Abandoned Wife Lucian Pdf

“Just take her. Do whatever you want with her. She’ll obey. She’s stupidly loyal.” My heart dropped. Another man—Luciano’s voice answered calmly, “So you agree to the shipment exchange? Your wife in place of the payment?” Davin scoffed. “I already said yes. Move her tonight. I don’t care where you send her. As long as my debt clears, she’s yours. She won’t fight back.” My fingers trembled. That wasn’t my husband. That was a stranger. “You’re selling her like cargo,” Luciano said in the recording, almost taunting.

Only these three, aside from my family, can speak to me without fearing it might be their last word. Lucian leans back with a glass of whiskey. “You are late.” “I know.” His blue eyes fall on the black folder in my hand. “What is that?” I toss it onto the table. He catches it in one hand. His amused expression vanishes as he opens it, reading the first page, then the second. His eyebrows shoot up. “What the fuck?” Ronan frowns. “What is it?” Lucian slowly lifts his head. “He got married.” Silence falls. Even Nikolai looks up from his phone.

"Chloe's had it worse. The day the collectors showed up, she got into it with one of them, got shoved, and fell down a flight of stairs. Broke her leg." I went still for a second. "Right now, your mom's on her own, trying to take care of your dad and Chloe both, while fielding those collectors on top of it." Nathan shook his head. "She's lost so much weight. It's hard to watch, honestly." I picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip. Nathan watched me. "Ryan, what are you thinking?" I set the glass down. "I'm not really thinking anything."

"But don't worry, I don't love Julian. The second I get what's mine, I'm coming to you." "Even if you have to hide me away, even if I'm only ever the other woman, I don't care. And if you don't want my son…" By the timestamps, Lucian hadn't made her wait a single second for the reply. "I'll take care of your son to the end, and I will never let you be the other woman." "As for Vivian, I've already had her dosed. The doctor says she'll never be able to have children." "When the time comes, that's the reason we'll use to push her out of the family."

"Lucian, you promised you'd divorce her and marry me! Why are you backing out now? You're lying to me. You know how much I love you—how could you do this?" "Abbie, I'm not lying to you. It's for the sake of the pack's new alliances." Lucian's tone was calm and detached, offering no further explanation. "Lucian, you've fallen for her, haven't you? You've forgotten that I almost died for you. You're completely obsessed with her now! You're all I have. If you don't want me anymore, I'd rather be dead." Abbie's voice grew faint. Before Lucian could respond, she hung up and drove away from the villa.

********* (LUCIAN’S ROOM) Lucian hadn’t been a child in decades, yet in his sleep, he was small again, standing helplessly watching two people who were supposed to love each other argue like cat and dog. “I don’t love you, Herald.” Elizabeth’s voice cut through the room, she was screaming at his father, who stood in front of her, holding her wrists like he was afraid she’d disappear if he let go. Tears streamed down his face. “What would Lucian do if you leave?” Herald pleaded. “I’ve given you everything, freedom, choice, love. And you still spread your legs for another man. You stole company money to fund him. Was that not enough?” “I don’t care. That money was mine too…my hard work built i

“Family. The company. The legacy.” “And all of that matters more than the woman who nearly died saving you?” Leonard looked away. “This isn’t about right or wrong,” he said flatly. “It’s about being realistic.” Sebastian let out a short laugh. “Realistic? You call abandoning your wife in that condition… realistic?” Leonard didn’t react. He simply took another sip. “Taking care of her won’t change anything. Surgeries, therapy… all of that just prolongs something that can’t be fixed.”

Andrew tried to reason with her. "Don’t worry. Maybe we can salvage this marriage and avoid divorce," Caroline replied, trying to reassure Andrew. Andrew couldn’t accept her decision. He feared for her safety, knowing Johan and Victoria’s abusive tendencies. He pleaded with Caroline to return to Ben’s home, where she would be treated like a queen. But Caroline remained stubborn. "Didn’t you hear her? Leave!" Johan barked, shoving Andrew’s shoulder. "I won’t leave without Caroline. I won’t let her be mistreated by you or your heartless mother. You’ve only ever treated her like garbage!" Andrew shouted, his anger boiling over.

Lucianus I left her breathless and sated that night, but I was anything but. No matter how deep I buried my cock in her body and made her cry out in pleasure, it wasn’t enough. I couldn’t stand it anymore. Just the taste of her pleasure, even without the blood slave mark, had been enough to make me want more. It was like the forbidden fruit of immortality that could drive someone to madness. My wife was dead, yet I could have her in some small through this woman. Perhaps I should have stayed the course and refused this course of action. It would have been for the best, but it was too late now.