The Little Wife Of The General Novelas e Histórias

‘Fucking Eve…’ They're that close for Nikolai to call his secretary that? Evelyn gave Nikolai a polite smile. “Hi, Liam!” Belle protectively held onto Liam, who cluelessly waved at the woman. “I’ll excuse myself, Mr. and Mrs. Laurent.” She couldn’t return the greetings. For all Belle knows, that woman might be turned on doing her dirty tactics right here in the open. Right in front of her eyes. She simply gave Evelyn a warning look, hoping she’d get what she was sending through her eyes. Maybe Evelyn is underestimating her. She’s the wife who popped out of nowhere and someone who wasn’t from the same background as Nikolai.

When he was sure that the General was done talking, he spoke, "Wifey, come see me... I want to embrace you. I want to kiss you, make love with me, okay?" "Shut up! This is not the time to joke Kai." "Sigh, I'm not joking. I sent his head to the white snake. It's over. Can't you comfort your husband?" "I'm not your wife," he answered in exhaustion. Kai can never talk seriously. "Where should I go?" "I will have my men get you. They'll arrive in five minutes." When he heard the general was there, he quickly instructed his men to fetch him, "my wife is the best."

he shouts I narrow my eyes at him "Then tell me what is going on Niklaus" "Someone stole a sperm sample that happens to be mine. So, there's a possibility it could be have been used" he tells me "Oh. So, I'm not a mistress?" I ask He lets out a harsh breath. “Jesus Zelina.” Looks me dead in the eyes. "You are my wife. My one and only. There was ever a woman before you and there will never be another woman. Okay?" he tells me "Oh... I might have threatened Bruce and the receptionist." I look at him sheepishly

"I know of him, but never had the pleasure" The woman appeared disappointed. "No matter, allow me to introduce my husband. Bay, the general is directly in front of you". Washiri Dooley II smiled as his wife stepped out of the way. Dark hollows occupied the places where his eyes should have been. One had been lost, replaced, and lost again. Disease had claimed the second, leaving the old man blind. Or was he? The ex-legionnaire seemed to know where things were. He held out his hand. "You have one helluva rep, General. The kind based on merit".

The Emperor looks at the gray hair on his General’s head and wonders how many more years they have before death or war snatches either of them from this table. “I heard you are married now.” The General’s gravelly voice brings him out of his reprieve. Word does travel fast. The Emperor waves his hand, dismissing the statement. “Jin…” The General calls out in a tone the Emperor remembers from his childhood, a tone that leaves no room for arguments. “I wouldn’t call it a marriage, per say, there was nothing official about it.” “I hear it is to the same woman who spit on you today.” “Sometimes I wonder who the soldiers in this Empire are loyal to, you or me?”

His little wife. Such a little one. He loves her. Yes, he loves her so much.

This was before my husband moved to the office of the General Overseer. My husband was in his office one day and had a knock on his door, and he replied "Come in, the door is open." Within a jiffy, a lady, beautiful, young, and alluring came in with her seductive wear and stood before my husband. And before my husband would ask her who she was and what she wanted, she had already undressed before him. My husband quickly stood up, went to her, picked up her cloth from the floor, and gave it to her to put on. The lady felt embarrassed and put on the cloth quickly. My husband led her to the cushioned chair in his office and asked her, 'What is your name, young lady?' My husband asked her.

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

Ethan carefully placed the laptop on the table and after opening his screen, he showed several pictures to the general and said, "It was late in the afternoon when they arrived today, but they settled in this mansion on the rockiest side of Jansu Island." "I had my men ask around the small town and they all say that the house belongs to... Blake and Elizabeth Taylor," added Ethan. "The thing is, according to the locals, Blake's wife is... alive and well," said Ethan. "Strange, right?" "No, Elizabeth died of cancer. I attended her burial," insisted the General. "I don't know who he has up there with him, but it surely is not Elizabeth." There was a brief pause before Ethan looked around the n