The Hidden King's Stolen Wife 소설 & 이야기

"Much softer than a carpet, too." As Kapoor walked away, laughing aggressively with Kiara, the massive oak doors opened wider. A literal line of ten more ruthless billionaires stood in the freezing rain, completely mesmerized, eagerly waiting for their absolute turn to aggressively step on the bleeding, completely broken King.

"W-What do you mean?" I stood up, looking down at her from above. "It means, did you really think you were the only one who knew this secret? While you were on your hunger strike demanding to see me, your dear father already handed over this 'secret' and all the evidence to Prince Khalid to save his own skin." I pulled out my phone, opened a video, and placed it in front of her. In the video was Bobby. He was kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly. He looked even more pathetic than Brandon as he spilled every sordid detail from back then. To prove his sincerity, he even voluntarily handed over the forged evidence from years ago, along with a complete audio recording.

“Then you ran again.” “I didn’t run,” His eyes darkened immediately. “You vanished before I could reach you. What exactly would you call that?” Elena tightened her grip on the files. “You’re imagining things.” “No.” Adrian took another step closer. “I think you’re lying to me.” “I don't owe you any explanation.” She added while still trying to avoid looking at him. “You’re hiding something.” Her heartbeat stumbled violently. “And whatever it is,” he continued quietly, “I am definitely going to find out.”

After saying those words, she ordered Keron to take me out of her sight. I didn't want him to touch me but l was weak and still invaded by shock, so he took me out of that room to ours on the third floor.l take myself as his wife. That statement was on my mind for the entire day. Yes his mysterious hidden wife for six years. At that moment l didnt know what do or say to Keron. That thing was not really human. A human can't change eyes to different colors and also shift into an animal. Realization hit me that she is the she devil the news used to talk about. Every thing was actually infront of me but it took me long to find out.

Everything swirls and I lean on King Harvey to breathe. “It is so nice to be loved, isn’t it? Werewolf husbands are very loving.” The King of the East’s wife says. Her yellow flowing dress gives her away. She offers a manicured green taloned hand at me, and I bow my head as I shake her hand. She smiles. “Y-yes, King Harvey is very, very…excellent.” The words escape me as my fears swallow me. The King of the East claps King Harvey on the shoulder and grins truly. “Come, come, let us talk of our last war!”

The King growled when the woman stopped before us, and my eyes dipped to see the heaving mounds of her exposed cleavage before I swallowed bitterly. “My pearls Your Highness! I seek my pearls! They’ve been stolen you see? And...and I think Judith here took them,” She grated and I felt my body tense as Nikolai’s bright gray eyes turned like deadly headlamps to face me. Too bright, his eyes, like one in lust, controlled. Was the King okay? “Is that right?” Nikolai’s booming baritone caressed my ears and I shook my head in disbelief, knowing that it was no use as the King was distracted by the woman’s beauty and the guards were already seizing me, roughly.

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.

My stomach dropped. She laughed. “Oh, you thought he didn’t tell me? He told me everything. About the arrangement. About how the board forced him to find a wife after that scandal. About how you came to his company looking for a job, and he offered you a contract instead.” She leaned in closer. “And you,pathetic, desperate fool—you signed it.” I felt the walls closing in. So Julian had told her everything. “Your secret’s safe with me,” she said lightly. “Just keep playing the fake wife while Julian spends his nights with me.”