Novel & Cerita The Greek Tycoon's Virgin Wife

I couldn't ignore the chills it gave me. ' I'm twenty-seven years old. I got married to the Royal CEO of Steel Industries. It's unbelievable. But he has a castle somewhere in Dover. My husband is two years older than me, gorgeous, six feet tall, and muscular. He is the dream of every girl, but not mine. I wanted to be single and wanted to adopt two kids. I have no problem physically. I just don't wanna get married. Single life is a happy life. Someone ditched me in college. It created hate for all men. Our family has booked a honeymoon suite for us in a five-star hotel. My husband has booked another room, next to our suite's door. Not because he wanted some privacy. It's because he wants to

“Excuse me, can I help you? Cassandra asked, seeing as she was blocking her way. “Yes you can, I want you to stay away from Nuella and Oliver including their child, any dealings you have with her should be strictly business and nothing more” “And who are you to say this?” Cassandra already knew who she was to Nuella but she needed to act like she didn’t. “I’m her best friend, Jelena Acosta and wife of Maximino Acosta. I’m very sure you know him very well” Casandra already knew that, the Billionaire Maximino Had gotten married to Nuella’s friend “That does not mean you are in the right position to make decisions for them” Cassandra said Jelena shifted closer to her, making Cassandra to step b

He bent down, scooping a crying Leo up into his massive arms, cradling him tightly against his chest before reaching out to pull Elara securely against his side, his large hand resting protectively over her waist. He looked directly at Evelyn, his voice dropping into a quiet, freezing look that carried the absolute, unshakeable power of the Hawthorne dynasty. "Yes," Tyler replied, his dark eyes glittering with a cold, protective fire. "She is my wife. And this is my son." "And why do you care? Your wife?" Evelyn asked, her face tightening with a sudden, aristocratic disgust as she tried to regain her footing. "Have you forgotten she is your cousin’s ex-wife? How come you married your cousin’

Nice Guy. ****** Elena I was attending Ty's wedding with my husband as he was invited due to the conference his Alpha couldn't attend and he was filling in for him. I was furious after Toffe linked me about T.J. being his son but even more mad that he wanted joint custody of my son, my son doesn't know him and never will. I saw him walk in with his bimbo, he hadn't changed, he left his wife and mate for her, he was disgraced to his family, and I dodged a serious bullet. How could I have been ever attracted to him? Looking back, I feel so grossed out now. The ceremony started and I must admit Ty's mate was beautiful and I loved her dress, my eyes drifted over to Toffe and my anger grew, he wi

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."

Amina. I stared at their direction until they disappeared, completely frozen. It was like my worst nightmare. This must be some kind of sham. Valerie. My pathetic, cast off, fake virgin stepsister. Walking hand in hand with Max Black the Max Black. Billionaire. Real estate tycoon. One of the most powerful, most desired men in the country. And he had just called her his wife. How was any of this possible? “Did that just happen?” Tim muttered beside me, still wide eyed. “There’s no way that just happened.”

“Open your legs a little wider for him.” “You know I'm not quiet.” She warned quietly as shifted, widening her legs. “I don’t think they would mind.” Jaxon whispered in her ear and she saw that there were at least two tables watching them. Just as he had expected, she gushed all over his hand. “You want my cock or his first tonight?” “I want you both.” She breathed out as she arched against his hand. “Yeah, it’s time to go.” Ty said watching his wife pout as Jaxon pulled his hand away. Ty threw some money on the table and the three of them left.

But I’m only sure of one thing, those two people were happy. I also felt fun when it came to my mind. I almost thought I was the woman in my image. I almost thought I was the one getting married in that memory! But impossible! It's not me. Keeion told me, I don’t have a husband yet based on the investigator he hired then. Not even a girlfriend, is he still a wife? I looked at Arya with a thoughtful question. "Arya, where did Keeion buy his ring?" It was almost over when I asked an unexpected question in the middle of her meal. “H-Huh? What ring?”

Soon, a couple of paparazzi came to our reception, spoiling our supposed to be the first dance. Of course, a billion worth of marriage is breaking news! Two rival families joined as one is a century worth history. It was that kind of cliché - the not so normal billionaire cliché. But the fact that Gabriel had actually moved to his penthouse after the reception had finished was insane - for me at least. Not to mention the week-long honeymoon vacation spent by only me in Miami. Only me, swimming on the beach while he types away on that piece of metal they call 'laptop' somewhere inside his 'cave'.

It must have left a hole in his pocket. Ethan sighed and stopped before they entered the villa. He turned Amelia to face him and said while holding her arms. "You're my wife. The money I make is for spending on you. Don't worry… I'm a billionaire for a reason. It means I have a lot of money. Plus… I'm not entirely dumb… this place will generate tons of profit so it's an investment too." He said and claimed her lips once more. He seemed to be addicted to her lush lips.