The Dominant Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

Queen Julia shot her arms up in the air, "You are thinking in my direction." "We just need to strike a deal with him and arrange an engagement for him with Sylvana. He wouldn't be able to resist our darling goddess." Dominic smirked, he got up from the chair and walked up to his wife, "We would climb up the ladder reaching its peak and have a son-in-law for ourselves." "And after a few more years, just three more years, that bitch would be out of the way and everything would be ours!" "Yes, my darling." He pulled his wife in a huge hug and twirled her around.

Melina couldn't help but wonder; What made him choose her, a nobody compared to him to be his wife? At the other side of the hall sat Charlotte and her father. The beautiful woman stared at Dominic with dreamy eyes and a sheepish smile. Oh, she can already imagine the time she would become his. She can't wait for that to happen. She can't wait to be the wife of this great man and the mother of his kids. She would become the happiest woman alive when that happens. Dominic got to the stage and not wanting to bear around the bush by giving some fake heartfelt and long meaningless speech "I only have an announcement to make tonight" He headed straight to the point.

The fools want him to take El Patrón and Lucifer to task for breaking omerta and integrating a certain club into their fold. Dominic lifted his lips in a semblance of a mocking smile. Fucking idiots! Closing the folder, he made a mental note to deal with them soon. His mind went back to the more pressing matters at hand. "Dominic," she opened the home office they shared without knocking. No surprise there. He was used to her antics. She was an invader. To his mind. To his heart. Beau Vasiliy, his tzarina. Alarmed at the urgency in his wife's voice, he looked up from the document report he was about to sign.

He remembered his wife. Although he was having sex with the witch thinking about his wife...giving pleasures to his wife. She was so submissive towards him. And he was the dominant one. Turning around he uttered, "Well, I am married but I am not interested in her." "She is not of my type..." he crinkled his nose. Seeing him so disinterested in his wife, Paxson let out a grin. Now she can have him all by herself. Another moment and she snapped her fingers, still smiling at him.

Just because of an article that information about 'Violet Taylor' ranked in the top search. And everyone knows that famous designer Nana is the wife of the most powerful man Dominic Barker. Violet felt very clearly that this was the kind of control and possessiveness that Dominic had devised. He did not imprison her in this very mansion, nor bind or force her. Although her freedom is limited, she can still go where she wants and Dominic's bodyguards are just like a driver, they take her to where she wants to go and then wait for her...

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

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It was clear they wanted no outsider blood in their pure Familia. None of the men spoke to her. They weren't allowed to. Her position in the house as the wife of Don meant all other men had to stay two feet away from her and that included staying in their limits to not as much as make a light conversation with her. However she did feel a gaze of one particular man on her. Although all men watched her moving around carefully, Dominic, was making her uncomfortable. His perfectly gelled black hair complemented his dark gaze gravely. When in a dangerous moment their gaze connected for what felt like tenth time he had guts to give her a quick wink. She instantly looked down flushed by his courage

“What decisions?” His jaw tightened. “That is not your concern.” “It is if I’m being used as leverage.” His eyes sharpened. “You are not being used.” “I’m an asset, Dominic.” That did it. His hand shot out, gripping her wrist. Not painfully. But firmly enough to remind her of the difference in power. “You are my wife,” he said quietly. “Those are not the same thing.” His gaze flickered to her stomach. For a fraction of a second, something changed.