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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.

Mark tried to clarify his position. “Yes, if you are a secret agent, you will leave your wife alone forever. Secret agents are taught this concept that their wife is not an ordinary human girl, but a strange creature from the sky. This creature has no feelings and emotions. That's why you are afraid to give your personal number to your wife?" Her voice was wet this time. “No, we are told to keep the wife hidden from everyone so that she is safe and no one knows who your wife is.” “I am telling Mark that if you don't come to see me now, I will tell everyone that I am Mark's wife.”

He does it because he wanted to or perhaps he has his reason. She broke the stare with a heavy thought, her mind keeps wandering around in the wilderness. No! she disagreed with the idea that he likes her but it can't be because she is her secretary. Since he is always the one person saving her, does it mean he had been following her secretly? "don't burn the building, the house belongs to my wife," he said sternly and rudely. Sampson laughed from the other side of the line. It's a miracle to hear the word 'wife' from Maxwell THE NO WOMAN man." kill them both" he said finally with no emotion on his face. He can't keep people who are a great threat to him and his secret wife.

She asked bewildered. I nodded my head in response. "Jesus Christ, you're the CEO's wife!" "Shhhhh! keep it down. People are here." I said as she shouted her last words drawing attention to us. "Sorry. You're really his wife? Really and truly?" She whispered with eyes wide open. I nodded my head in affirmation. “Get up, i don’t believe you,” she said. Reluctantly i did, and she came to me and gathered one part of my clothes, making it hug my body.