The German Wife Novels & Stories

They are a family, but she can’t be Nikolai’s wife. Nikolai gets something from his drawer and gives it to her. It was only then that she noticed that Nikolai had been wearing a gold ring on his finger. “We’re a complete family, Belle. We’re married. That means you’re still my wife.” He said, giving Belle back her wedding ring.

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

But she acted like she didn't see his look, though she did. Indeed, they are far away from Wright's territory. No one knew Arvin Deutche was his cousin and the woman they are warning about his immense power is his wife. Even back in the country, only a few people knew them. And the least she plans to do is to create trouble in Paris. "It was meant as a joke, Madame. Please pardon my brazenness" apologetically, she turns to the woman who lectures her. "Though they are respectable, they are still dangerous people. Joking about them is not a wise idea" the woman added. Her concern for Lexie is evident.

"Husband, pardon my behavior earlier. That, was just a trick. We have to go that way, avoiding Jose Wage. That woman, could just make things difficult for us." Jeremy finally understood, apparently, his wife is very smart to take steps to avoid. Jeremy immediately hugged his wife. "You're smart, and I'm proud to have you," said Jeremy, smiling sweetly, in the arms of his beloved wife. "Ah, you're exaggerating," said Esmeralda. In her heart, the woman is now dancing happily. "Actually, I'm a little suspicious of that Miss Wage. Only the nuclear family knows very well about that Mose name. And that woman, clearly explained it."

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

" Wife! Wife! Wife! Wife! Wife! Sabastian was shocked to hear this. He looked at Jenny and asked, "Are you..." Jenny didn't say anything. George looked at her and asked, "What are you doing here with Sabastian?" Jenny replied, "He brought me here." George turned around towards Sabastian. Sabastian was scared to death. He never expected that Jenny was the wife of THE GEORGE FEIGE!

Prisila immediately bowed in front of her, but that woman just signalled with her hand to leave, and Prisila left instantly, leaving them alone. “The woman in these photographs is Ivara Theron Elzaek, the wife of my son, Theron Elzaek,” that woman's words shocked Eizlina. He already had a wife? Ivara Theron Elzaek?

I rushed to the receptionist's desk to inquire about my wife's room. "Dio mio! Signor Adriano Altamira. È così bello fini….." (Oh my god! Mr. Adriano Altamira. It's so nice to fin……) "STAI ZITTO! Dove diavolo è mia moglie? Il suo nome è registrato come Gianna Harrison." I shouted at her, irritated by her attitude. This silly girl has no idea what is going on with me right now. (SHUT UP! Where the hell is my wife? Her name is registered as Gianna Harrison)

I sense her superiority again overpowering me and I am not glad about it. I continued what she started playing my lead role as a loving and caring husband as well. Her smile faded on her face. I enjoyed stepping on her fucking superiority. I admit she is overpowering me but now she is my wife I have to deal with that. She will not always take the lead! While we are engrossed in showing how cozy we are I saw Allen gritting his teeth as his jaws moved and his face tells how pissed he was. She's my fucking wife! We left while my hands encircled her small waist closer to me. She is struggling to push me away but I won't let her win and I want to show that prince of whatsoever that Gertrude is mi

The elderly angrily pointed. Anika turned to Adelaide and saw the child shaking her head pitifully. “No, no, she didn’t,” Anika reasoned again. “Liar! That child is a liar! As well as you! How do you teach your child!” The Madame scolded. “Who are these people? What’s your identity?” She asked in a heavy voice. Someone whispered in the woman’s ear, and she raised her brow. “So, it’s the newlywed wife of the Albrecht? Truly wasting such a talented young man to have a wife like this. Who knows where she comes from!” She scoffed and said loudly.