Romans & histoires The Greek Tycoon's Virgin Wife

Vivian's Pov "Bullshit!" I cursed from the bottom of my chest as I watched the TV. The news channel headlined "Top actress and supermodel Goergia see linking arms with CEO of Vale Tech - Syrus Vale." I threw the coffee mug I was holding shattering the television. I had seen these reports before, but this one hurt more. That good for nothing husband promised to come home for my birthday, yet here he was, not just late, but fooling around with another woman, not just any woman but his ex-fiance to boot.

Massimo replied. "It's odd that everyone's calling Elena your wife instead of your second wife," Tyler drawled as he leaned on his cane. "In fact, everyone seems to think you've never been married before—even though we both know a different woman was your wife just a few short months ago. I wonder how people would react if they knew what we both know." Massimo refused to rise to Tyler's obvious bait and get annoyed. He refused to give Tyler the satisfaction. After all, Massimo knew something Tyler didn't—though someone else had tricked Massimo, the Mafia King had only ever legally been married to one woman.

replied Marvel Lee. "What?" Granny Pricilla shouted, she then turned to Haven while pointing at Haven with hers finger. “You are a beast that bestows misfortune! What is in your brain that you dare to injure young master Garfield? Damn it, don't get my family into big trouble because of your stupidity!” "Grandma, that man has the audacity to ask my wife to get naked and make love in bed. I as hers husband certainly won't let that happen," said Haven trying to defend himself.

Alexander moved even closer and held her waist bringing his mouth directly close to her ear. “A chance to keep your dads company name provoke me and I’ll buy it for the cheap price that is currently worth” The company workers have been getting inquiries from their friends and family about Alexander's wife, asking if they know who she is. Since the news about him has spread like wildfire, everyone is dying to know who the lucky woman to marry the billionaire is. Here’s a corrected version with minimal changes: One of the workers was passing by, saw the scene, and took a picture, happy that she had cracked the code on who Alexander Steele's wife is, and quickly shared it online. Before Charlot

She would have been regarded as the wife of the country's tycoon. But it's still the same.. She's married to Jason and she must stick with him. By the time she has Joel's properties and everything is manipulated to theirs, she'd earn that respect as the wife of Jason, the new tycoon. "Where are we heading?" She suddenly asked the driver. "To the penthouse ma'am" He responded. "Change of direction... Take me to Joel Richard Osteen's company" She said. "Okay ma'am" The driver responded and took a sharp corner to the left.

Which is how I had gone to work for Richardson. And the rest, was just Paul playing Cupid to see if the wealth could stay in the two families and be shared amongst all of us. Hah! As for Tyler and Jane, I didn’t even want to start with those two, because they had flown first thing the next morning after Tyker had finally partnered up with he cast Richardson enterprise, to what they called a pre-honeymoon. In Maldives! “Hey, there..” a familiar sexy voice drawled, and I turned to see Jason standing in the doorway of the bedroom, looking sexy as hell, and butt naked!

Gianluca, Rosa, Isabella, and Sofia listened attentively, their eyes wide with curiosity as Virginia's words hung in the air. ‌ "Gianluca, Rosa, Isabella, Sofia, I have something important to share with all of you," Virginia began, her voice steady yet tinged with a hint of nervousness. "I am not just an ordinary woman. In fact, I am the wife of Gerald, the powerful tyrant who once ruled over this entire area, including this village." ‌

_With your future marriage, our families will be united and our blood will mix with the blood of the Greeks. My future wife was Greek, from one of the most influential families of Mykonos. And according to my father, she was desirous to marry me, just like her father, who saw in our union also ties of protection and economic wealth like mine. _ I only ask you not to touch her. _What do you mean? _ Until the wedding, try to keep your fly zipped. _Of course I will.

Then I feel something warm on my back, and it's like it was raining, and suddenly, it stops. But suddenly, he goes back and takes the most beautiful and expensive wedding gown I have ever seen. Not only that, but he also takes some jewelry and other stuff, that looks so fancy and expensive. “This all for you Alessia, just take it, tomorrow we will get married, so right now just prepare yourself because I will take my private jet for us going to marry and honeymoon to Greece.” “What? Isn't it too fast for you?” “No, this is the best decision I ever made because I will marry you, the first virgin I meet, you are so beautiful and precious to me.”

Her mind filled with the same forbidden image that always pushed her over the edge: Lucian Cross. The 41-year-old billionaire. Her father’s most dangerous enemy. Tall, muscular, commanding — a man who looked at her like he wanted to devour her whole. She imagined his large, rough hand replacing hers, his thick fingers stretching her virgin hole while he growled dirty words in her ear.