Novelas y relatos de The Greek Tycoon's Virgin Wife

I was sick and tired of everything—this wheelchair, this house— I was tired of it all. Taking in deep breaths, I wheeled towards the guest room where my new 'wife' was currently staying. I knew she was probably ecstatic to learn that she would be marrying the billionaire's crippled son. Just like the last two, her next plan would probably be to kill me and take over my property. A man who couldn't even get an erection was as good as useless to them whether or not it was Alexander Forger. They were all here for the money, and I knew this one was no different.

Lucy said helplessly, "I don't want to get married so soon." "Lucy, you're such an amazing person. It'll be hard to find a man good enough for you. "I heard my husband say that there's a powerful tycoon in Azureville. He's rich and handsome. I think his last name is Ripley or something. Only a man like that is worthy of you." Lucy smiled. "So, what's his full name?" Sienna patted her own forehead and said, "Oh, look at me. Pregnancy has dulled my mind. I don't remember his full name."

The lust was written all over his face. "What can I do for you?" Alex asked, annoyed this time that this man had ruined his chances. Who was he anyways? His clothes looked too ordinary to be anything special but the man's face and aura was not to be messed with. "This woman," Lucas said. "… is my wife.” Alex's mouth hung open in shock, his eyes were wide and unblinking. He stared at Lucas like he had just seen a ghost. The news was like a bomb to him and he glanced back and forth between the stranger and Evelyn.

he said, his voice firm but laced with a hint of longing. Sophia's eyes narrowed, her red lips pouting in protest. "What's wrong, Sebastian? You seemed to enjoy it a moment ago." Sebastian's face twisted in a grimace. "I'm a married man, Sophia. I love my wife, Abigail. I can't do this to her." Sophia's laughter was like a knife, cutting through the air with a mocking tone. "Love? You call that love? You're here with me, you left your wife on your honeymoon?"

“Although, I am curious. Are you still a virgin? Or did that handsome devil break your back yet? You know, since he’s your husband and all.” I wasn’t sure why, but I remained quiet. I could’ve easily lied, but I just… froze. And my sister noticed. Her smirk grew. “You haven’t had sex with him yet, have you?” My jaw clenched. “Shouldn’t that be teaching you a lesson? Tyler didn’t want you, your billionaire husband doesn’t want you as well… who the fuck actually wants you then? Who wants a timid virgin who has nothing going for her?” My stomach twisted. I wasn’t supposed to see things that way, but Juniper was a master in manipulation. And in a way, she was right.

He has a wife yet he is ogling someone else. “Of course” his lips finally tilt into a smile, “I shouldn’t have known that no beautiful lady like this would be single” “I like that” I place my hand on her bare thighs and Greece freezes, her whole body tenses up. “Now shall we?” I don’t bother sparing her a glance, I do not want to be reminded of my fucking ex wife. Why the hell did the moon goddess give me a mate if she knew she would not last? Greece’s danger level has increased by two percent, I need to keep an eye on her.

But what really caught my attention was the fact that she was married to a powerful billionaire. I raised an eyebrow, scanning the resume again to make sure I hadn't missed anything. But no, it was right there in black and white. Sophia was married to one of the wealthiest and most influential men in the world. I shook my head, trying to understand why Sophia would need a job when she was already married to a billionaire. Did she get bored with her life of luxury and decide to pursue a career? Or was there something more to it? As I pondered these questions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. Who was Sophia, really? What was her story, and why was she so determined to work for me

At this moment, Ryan appeared as a retired tycoon from a super conglomerate, exuding an air of nobility and a hint of leisure. His smile was exceedingly gentle. Heloise stood among the guests; her gaze fixed on Vanora. It was her first time meeting the lady of the Wordsworth family. Despite reaching middle age, Vanora maintained a graceful figure, and her facial features showed no wrinkles beneath the makeup. Her temperament was gentle as water. This seemingly amiable person, however, had climbed into her best friend's husband's bed on the night of her friend giving birth. Truly, appearances could be deceiving.

“My lord, Monte Buchanan. It is indeed my pleasure, and my honor, to accept your proposal. You, my lord, have made me the luckiest woman on earth, and now you make me the happiest. My love has grown higher than the tallest tree and is deeper than any ocean. My love will surround you like fresh air that surrounds sunshine and like fragrance surrounds flowers. There is no other man I want to grow old with, because you, Monte Buchanan, are a wonderful man, and yes, the sexiest one alive.” Monte’s eyes misted as he took the ring from the box and slipped it on her finger. “Tyger, with this token of my affection, I promise to love and honor, and make you happy for the rest of our lives.” She chuck

Claire's voice expressed annoyance. "I should marry Arielle, Claire. Or else, it will ruin my long-prepared plans. Even if I marry her, you are still the one I love. And I promise you that I will never be intimate with her even once after we get married. Because you are the only woman I want to be with in bed," Tyron convinced his girlfriend. "Really? Promise me that after your marriage, you will find a way to completely dispatch her from our path." "I promise you that after she willingly transfers all her wealth to me, I will silence her completely. Then, the two of us will take charge of the company left to her by her parents, and we will be the king and queen of her house."