The Hidden King's Stolen Wife Novels & Stories

"What did you just say?" Bianca sobbed so hard her makeup ran down her face. "The baby isn't yours. He's Marco's. My cousin's. My father was afraid the scandal would ruin the arms contracts, so he pushed me into this marriage. The drug... I switched the drug. I only wanted to secure my place." Gasps rolled through the chapel. Luca looked like a man slapped in front of the entire underworld. The wife he had pushed aside for power was the Chairman's daughter. The woman he had been desperate to marry was carrying another man's child. The legitimacy he thought he was buying had been a joke from the start.

“Because I saw the way she looks at you, the way you look at her, and I was scared, scared that everything we’ve built means nothing to you. Scared that you’ll let her and Leon destroy your family’s company just because you can’t let go of the past.” Before he can respond, my phone buzzes, it was Sam with a news link. I click it and my blood runs cold. The front page story says “Ivanov Industries CEO Seen with Mystery Woman Marriage in Jeopardy.” The cropped, edited photos are there, with captions claiming our marriage is over and I’m holding the company hostage with false claims. “Oh my God,” I whisper, dropping my phone on the desk.

"We use that. I heard him calling out to his guards as we left. He told them to find me later." "Yes," Yi Zhu chimed in quietly from my left. "The last thing I heard before we left the clearing was the King telling his inner guard to look for you tonight. He wants to come to the West Wing to beg for your understanding." I smoothed down the front of my gold-pinned dress, feeling the heavy weight of the Qing Dynasty architecture looming over us. The script might be trying to force me into the role of the discarded, bitter wife, but I was going to rewrite the ending. If the King wanted to come begging tonight, I would be ready. But I wouldn't be looking for his apologies. I would be looking for

At the crowing though, they were there but none of them tried to hide their disappointment. At some point during the small chats, a few of the ladies pealed me off of Barlion and a few of the lords trapped him in a conversation. The ladies who took me were the wives of some of the Inns in our Kingdom. Of course, the biggest inn, The Inn had no one present, not even Lady Fina amd her mother. After Barlion had announced that he will not be taking another wife and he was rung as the new king, Lady Fina had left the main castle with her mother, taking everything she had brought with her.

A psychotic asshole who deserved to be locked up in an asylum and get the key thrown off in the deepest ocean. "Girls, come out," he said softly, looking towards the bathroom. I was shocked when I saw two women approaching from his bathroom. They were both naked. They also looked drunk and like they were escorts. "This is Isabella and this here," he pointed his eyes towards the woman on his left side, "is Camilla." "I'd have them both, but since I'm married to only one wife, I have to choose one. So, I want you to help me to choose between them," he answered proudly.

On our way down the hall I caught sight of the painting of the last king. I had seen it before, but it always seems to grab my attention, and everytime I stared, I also remembered the painting of the woman I had seen in the hidden hallway. “That is the late king.” Tyda’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I tuned to him in embarrassment, about to tell him that I was already aware, but his next words made me pause. “-and his second wife, next to him.” He added, like it were not a shocking fact.

He didn’t bother to hide the scowl that shadowed his face, clearly furious about it. “I have,” was all I said back. I wasn’t going to ignite the fire in him that was so desperately searching for fuel. “Many secrets have been kept from you, Sienna,” the King drawled, knowing he was amping this up unnecessarily. I was falling for it though, leaning closer to the table, eager for more. “I had a feeling,” I murmured, keeping my eyes on his dark ones, the edges of them crinkled from age. “Oh, you have no idea of the depth of secrets kept from you, my dear girl. You know of Alaric’s return, but you aren’t aware of who he really is.” The King smirked slowly, dragging the moment out once again.

"Excuse me?" Noah let out a low whistle. "Damn. And here I thought my hacking skills were top-tier. How the hell did you keep that a secret?" Beckett looked at Liam, wide-eyed. "So, wait. The proposal was just for show? Then who's the real wife?" George leaned in, enjoying their reactions. "She’s twenty." Beckett nearly choked on his drink. "Oh, so it’s a scandal too. The cold, untouchable Liam Hart has been secretly playing house with a college girl. What’s next? You got a toddler running around too?"

If one is found, the child and the mother are exiled and forced to turn rogue. “No, my baby is not illegitimate,” I clarify immediately. “It’s just… the father’s identity is sensitive. We will return to register it in due time.” No one knows that my child belongs to the Alpha King—to Alexander. No one even knows that I am more than just his Delta; I am his secret wife. The kingdom relies on the Alpha’s union with a fated mate to stay powerful. Yet, we were not. But after years of working together and admiring one another, Alexander and I fell in love anyway.

The King explained. "You are right. I will go to Kineti and speak to my father." Said Carmen. "May I accompany you?" Carmen nodded. Meanwhile in Kineti, the King had received a letter from an unknown writer. "To the King of Kineti. King Cyrus. I wish I could tell you how sorry I am to have to be the one who informs you of this. There has been rumours about a woman who has been hiding herself in the bedroom of a notorious King Stephen of Aota country. It is said that the woman has been selling herself to the King in exchange of food as well as a place of rest. She has become the King's slave it seems. I also heard that you have been looking for your daughter Carmen who has been missing for si