Trapped In A Dating Sim Leon Wife Novels & Stories

I glanced at the glittering jewels on screen, then at the cheap cup set in my arms, and let out a hollow laugh. Perhaps in Simon’s eyes, I really was just a tragic joke. Their foreheads touched in the video, then their lips crashed together. The obscene, wet sounds of their kiss echoed jarringly through my speakers. [Oops~ Just so you know, after your little wedding show, Simon will be marrying me legally. Remember, the woman without the certificate is the real mistress~]

“And I think they’re sweet together. He’s such a softy, having a badass wife would be perfect.” Leon's sturdy frame shook with a laugh. “Yeah, I can see it. I'm rooting for Gabe and Jerica. She’s the softness he needs.” “Is that why you’ve been sending him to get his own medicinal herbs from her for the past few weeks?” I asked, shifting to look up at him. The mischievous smirk told me all I needed to know. “Never took you as a matchmaker, Top Dog.” “You wound me, Ankle-Biter. I'm a hopeless romantic at heart.” Leon puffed out his chest, proud. “I’m the reason several couples are happily mated in Wayfinder. I’ve got an eye for these things.”

He said then added as an afterthought. "Are you aware that you are not permitted to leave the country?" His gaze was icy and piercing. "Don't worry, I'm not planning on fleeing; as you can see, I'm stuck here." I exchanged a chilly glare with him. He twitched his lips but didn't say anything else. When Clifton addressed me as Mrs Rainier, I nearly leapt out of my skin. I felt as though I had leapt from a frying pan to a fire. *********** "WHAT!!! Aiden Reiner will be your husband! Sydney, this isn't funny!" Leah screamed.

"Shut up and enjoy my game. For some reason, today I want to make beautiful memories that you can never forget, handsome bodyguard." 'I'm not sure you'll still want marriage after knowing what I've done to you,' Leon said to himself. 'This regret will haunt me for the rest of my life. What a fool I was. "I'll carve out those memories, so you can never hate me." Leon rotated his position. Now he was on top of the beautiful woman. "My love is sincere to you, Jessica Anastasya Moris." Leon united himself with his lover; he rocked his body with a passion that made the beautiful woman under his confinement unable to move.

And more importantly, what did he plan to do once whatever game he was playing reached its end? Amira looked at the articles again, at Isabelle's smiling face in the wedding photo attached to one obituary. Young. Beautiful. Dead. And Leon had gone on, built his empire higher, married again—married her specifically. *Why me?* she wondered. *Out of anyone he could have chosen, why marry his dead wife's... what? Darren was a witness. I was engaged to Darren.* The connection was there, just out of reach. She needed to know more. Needed to find out what Leon was really after.

Chase ordered. As if they were shadows themselves, the men closed in on Leon, their movements swift. Not giving him a fighting chance, they locked his arms behind his back, their grasp firm and unyielding. Fueled by a last-ditch desperation, Leon struggled against their hold, his eyes darting wildly between Jada and Chase. His voice, filled with venomous rage, echoed through the room as he refused to accept defeat. "Chase Aniston, you haven't seen the last of me! You will regret ever coming for my wife."

"I'm going to beat up my husband." "I think it's time to beat them up," Tracey said when her husband clutched the monitor and wailed when he lost the game. "Oh, let them be," Violet laughed and waved them off. "That's pretty fun," Alicia said as she focused on her man, who was choosing a girl's avatar. Leon: "Is there an avatar that resembles my girl?" Sandro: "What? Do you want to fuck your girl in front of us?" Viper: "That's so rude, bro."

He went to his psychiatrist ; Jenny: "Leon: ? What are you doing here ? " Leon::"Hi Jenny." Jenny:"Hi , I have not seen you in a long time now what brings you here." Leon::"I am having problems with Ava: , my fiancee." Jenny:"What happened you both love each other." Leon::"Yes but she doesn't trust me.She acts all insecure.I don't want to loose her but I don't know what to do.Help me ! "

I growled as I kept on walking inside knowing that this could be a deadly trap. "Finally!" a resounding clap echoed around us. I fisted my hands when I finally saw Leon sitting on a chair. He was surrounded by heavily armed men. "What took you so long?" he snickered mockingly. "Where is she?" I snapped to stop him from laughing. "Who?" he asked innocently. "Where is my wife?" I hissed, trying to calm the fuck down. "Which wife?" he asked as if taunting me.

Like a trapped animal guarding its turf—teeth bared at the swarm of girls circling him. I couldn't stop myself from grabbing onto something. So on graduation day, I proposed to Leon. He lit a cigarette first. "Wynne, I'm not done having fun yet. If we get married, you can still be my wife. But can you live with me keeping mistresses?" I thought he was joking. Six days into our marriage, I walked in and found him in bed with another woman. Leon didn't even pause. He saw me—and just kept going. Something in me snapped.