The Greek Tycoon's Virgin Wife Novels & Stories

Forced to taste every inch of Shena's lips to the point of restraining her from breaking the kiss. Shena was half-drunk, and her ears were divided by the whispering voices of the visitors. "What a bitch! Why is she kissing that rich CEO?!" "Isn't that guy Xavier? The CEO of a well-known company?" "Hey, who's the woman Xavier kissed? Is it his new bitch? His new money plaything?" Shena could still hear that the voices of the visitors around her were cursing her. But Shena couldn't do anything to retaliate.

She asked in puzzlement. Snorting, Sahara crossed her arms. "If you hadn't known about it, you and your husband wouldn't have been ingratiating yourselves to him so ardently." She snarled in a scathing manner. "Cut this ignorant act of yours! I can tell your thoughts plain and clear, so stop dreaming about other people's wealth. Sooner or later, Gianna Dgoldz will be the daughter in law of the Damien's! Her status is lofty, so you're not worthy of speaking to her when you all are nothing compared to her!" After uttering these insulting remarks, she spun on her heels and left.

Aaron smiled at her. "You never had a boyfriend?" he asked her. Rose Didn't say anything. Aaron kiss her hair and said "How can such a beautiful girl be a Virgin at the age of 25," Aaron looked at her intensely. Rose removes his grip around her. "Wake up, We are getting late" She was about to get up but Aaron pull her hand. "You know what it makes me happy to think I am the one who was you first and I am your husband" Aaron side Rose's hair and kissed Rose's neck. Rose doesn't react just sits.

The heat of his breath against my neck felt like it was burning. "Holysh*t! Are you bleeding? Damn you, woman! How... you're my father's wife, how the hell are you still a virgin?" he said angrily, but amazement was evident in his voice. I tried to push him away. "S-Stop... please..." I pleaded. But instead of listening, he buried his manhood even deeper in me. "Well... I can't back out now, since it's already inside," he whispered. "Henry—"

" Ted was equally taken aback, grappling with the disbelief that Gia's child wasn't biologically his. The entire situation unfolded due to this revelation, compelling him to hastily consider marriage, a decision he wouldn't have otherwise rushed into. Ted forcefully seized Gia and demanded, "Where's the money? Hand it over!" In that tense moment, a person in uniform entered the scene and asked, "Who is Ted Bowen, and where are his family members?" Without hesitation, Mia spoke up, "That's Ted, but it was Pauline and Gia who were involved in accepting the illicit funds."

“Now that I think about it, I won’t even need to work for shit. Newsflash, sir, I’m also getting married soon.” Graeme’s expression flashed with a possessive rage. “What the fuck do you mean by that?” “I’m getting married.” Macy repeated, taking perverse glee in watching the way fury contorted his expression into an ugly mask. “My son’s father is the eldest son of a wealthy family. He’s interested in marrying me. I said yes.” “What?” Graeme breathed, looking stunned.

Some were flown in by their own private planes, while others arrived aboard a private luxury ship owned by Giovanni's brother, Giuseppe. At last, Carly finally met Giuseppe and his wife, Phantom. Or more accurately, Callia Jade Galliardi, or CJ. A mysterious yet stunningly beautiful woman whom, according to Giovanni, his older brother was completely obsessed with. And in that regard, Giovanni admitted that he and his brother were alike. Because just like Giuseppe, he was also utterly crazy about his own wife.

I swallowed a groan, my face twisting in pain as I rubbed my belly, which was already so big I feared I was going to have six babies. My mind drifted to Lucien, and I wondered if he at least missed me. I was watching the news before Olivia came in and turned to face the TV fully, wanting to get my mind off things, but what I saw next made me gasp. "Billionaire Tycoon Lucien Hunter and his wife spotted outside a boutique, acting lovey-dovey." The news read, followed by a picture of them together, looking so happy and joyful.

He's just too lazy to change, I thought, while I opened the fridge to get a bottle of water. I'm Elena Walker, 25, with a killer shape and pretty face. My husband William Tyson and I got married five years ago. He was the epitome of opulence and grace. With a networth that rivaled small countries, and a demeanour as cold as the Arctic, he was a formidable force in the business world.

Serena’s stomach turned. She fought to keep her disgust from twisting her face, her gaze sharpening like a blade. “Mr. Vanderbilt, I was once married into the Vanderbilt family. You are my elder. To say something so base—don’t you think that demeans you?” Justin chuckled, his eyes glinting with something vile. He raised his hand, fingertips reaching for her cheek. Serena jerked back just in time, her expression turning to ice. “Stop pretending,” Justin sneered. “You’re divorced from Alexander, but you still share his bed. He’s still obsessed with you. That doesn’t happen without… extraordinary skill. Far better than Victoria, I imagine. Isn’t that your true strength?”