The Wife And Her Secret นิยาย & เรื่องราว

So that was the duty of a Don's wife—to bleed, to sacrifice, and then watch her husband protect another woman. But I didn't argue. I kept my face blank and handed him the document. "Alexander, I need your signature on this." Alexander trusted me implicitly. I was his Consigliere; my decisions never missed. He didn't even glance at the content. He just took the pen and signed his name at the bottom. "What’s the rush?" he asked casually as he signed. "Just some financial restructuring for the Family," I lied smoothly, taking the papers back. After signing, Alexander leaned in to kiss me, likely trying to appease me.

I said it before and I would never stop saying it—I would never, EVER get tired of Meadow Russell. No. Meadow Ashford. This woman was my wife. She belonged to me, and I was going to do everything in my power to keep her with me—even if that meant keeping a few secrets from her. “Alaric…” she moaned, pulling my head down until my lips met hers again. Our kiss was feverish, laced with emotions. So many words that I wanted to say but couldn’t. And I knew I wasn’t the only one. I knew Meadow had secrets too—granted, they were secrets I already knew, but to her, they were still just secrets.

“That woman is the reason your dad isn’t here with us!” “Enough!” I yell standing. I pull Ellie to me, “Our marriage isn’t a sham. I love this woman in a way I have never loved anyone. She would’ve stayed in the burn unit with me. If they didn’t let her, she’d sleep in the lobby. Ellie is my wife and I asked her to marry me. We renewed our vows on the beach for our anniversary. I’m thankful for everything that happened because it led me to meeting my wife. I didn’t remember ever being so happy as I am with her. You do not get to talk about her as if she’s the other woman! You cheated!” I tell her. “We are leaving,” I tell Ellie as I take her hand and pull her to the exit. “Maxwell! Julianna

Sarah's smile turned mischievous, "Yeah. Your wife's got her own little secret. And from what I have seen? She's not ready to give it up any more than you are." I just stared at the ceiling, mind racing, chest tight.

The woman doesn't know where to start to convey what her husband needs to know. Even though Justin was actually very curious, he remained calm and patiently waited for his wife to speak. Selena took a deep breath and then looked at her husband. "I've told you before, I suspect our son has another secret, it turns out that my guess was right and the secret that I found cannot be accepted by logic. Dear." The explanation given by his wife, to be honest, made Justin confused and curious at the same time. Something must have happened and it wasn't a good thing.

“That woman is your happiness, take good care of her and… Tell her what happened, she is your wife now, do not… on no circumstances should you keep secrets from your wife.” My eyes found my beautiful wife, her lips spread so wide, laughing with my friends, our friends, with a glass of champagne in her hands. Dad was right, the days of secret are over. I need to tell her everything. “Thanks Dad.” “No go join your wife…. And no one is stopping you from going to your suite, stop punishing yourself.” he added. Shit… was I really that obvious? I couldn't bare to look at his face, I rose to my feet and walked up to my friends, my arms snaked around Maria’s waist, pulling her so close to me, her as

-Who is that lady beside her- -Oh!my gosh, I think that is his wife- -She looks so beautiful just like an angel- -I love her curves- -Those dress are just perfect on her- -I can't believe he made his wife public today- -Why has he been hiding his wife, she is such a goddess to the hidden- -I think he had a secret wedding and I wonder why-

"What exactly did you tell her?" "I told her that I am your wife an...." she looked at me wide-eyed when she realized what did she say. "You made me spill the secret." she accused me. "What secret?" "I wanted to surprise you with the secret that I am ready to come out as your wife," she said and made a pout. I kissed her pout and she narrowed her eyes at me. Could she be cuter than this? "You don't have to do anything for me, love. I just want you to be comfortable. Of course, I want the world to know that you are my wife but...." she cut me off mid and said,

It was his secretary; the same woman who constantly texted him at late hours; the one he constantly compared me to. They looked happy, about to clink their glasses. Stan never showed me off to the public. Our marriage had always been secret because he emphasized on how camera- unworthy I was. Not fit for the wife of a billionaire. But she was: with her perfect figure and glowing skin, they looked meant for each other. ‘She’s pretty,‘isn’t she?’ The hairdresser’s voice made me glance up. ‘Who?’ I asked. She gestured to the picture on my phone. ‘Stan Hart’s wife, the woman in the picture.’

I felt panic well inside as she walked seductively towards me. "But, but I'm married," I protested as I pushed my chair back from the desk. She looked pointedly at the lump at my crotch causing my trousers to tent upwards. "Well, I suggest you don't tell your wife. I'm pretty sure none of the other partners tell their wives about what their SWs do for them. It can be our secret," she added as she knelt gracefully between my legs. "Why don't I start by using my hand, Kenneth, and then let's just see how it goes." She looked up at me with those big green eyes. My heart was pounding. I licked my lips and nodded at her.