Una Esposa Comprada Novels & Stories

He was having a little argument with two large men in the front. “Do you see it now, Karina? The man you thought loved you had sold you off to me to pay off his own debt. It’s even written in a contract. You should have figured out the kind of man you’re with before you decided to marry him.” Eden whispered in her ear.

I opened that album and specifically chose our close-up wedding photo to show to the people around me. I heard gasps, but I did not care. I turned to the two women and said, “Patricia Sandoval is my wife. I made a mistake before, which is why she is trying to hide that fact. But I am here now and determined to win my wife back. I do not like the way you talk about my wife, especially when you mistook her for having a dirty job. My wife just loved to bake cakes, that is why she worked here, but whatever business she does after her work here is not your business! I will expect your resignation letter as soon as we are home tomorrow!” “S-sir, I cannot lose a job! I need money for my family,” Ra

Elena hated him a little for that. She hated herself more for not walking away. Adrian opened the contract, turning it toward her. “Twelve months. You appear publicly as my wife. You move into my home. You attend events when necessary. You don’t ask questions about my family, my past, or my private business.” “And in return?” “I clear your debts tonight. Your mother is moved to a private specialist by morning. At the end of the year, you receive two million pounds.” The diner seemed to tilt.

Alpha Orion has the upper hand because he owns the mines now. My fate does stink. All the things that aren't supposed to happen to a person have happened to me in just one week. We had approached the house of the man who just bought me. "Hey love, I got you what you asked. A new one to add to the others." My new master called out to his wife. "Ohh dear, I didn't know you would be back early. Let me look at her." Said his beaming wife. She came over to check me out like I was some kind of commodity that had to be inspected before being accepted.

Is he high? “And Marcus,” he continued, “has made this huge company from the ground up. And he chooses to marry you...a woman who was married to my son for ten years, who had nothing to do but go on vacations and holidays all over the world… and you couldn’t even get yourself pregnant for a decade.”

“ Before you get yourself deeply involved in this love thing ask yourself if he loves you or you are just a property to him because in our world women bought can be used anyhow , we don’t respect them and do you know he is betrothed? My son and his betrothed only had a fight and my son is just using you to heal up, son tell her the truth? She said and I looked up to his face with tears building up in my eyes but I was trying to push it back and Mikel was going to stop her from talking and she didn’t stop. “ Mom please stop! “ I have come to buy you from him because he sells every girl he buys when he is done with them to me? You are not the first girl my son has ever shown such romantic love

And Elena, the woman who had signed a contract out of desperation, had never felt more owned… or more complete. She had become exactly what the contract demanded. Lorenzo Moretti’s perfect, thoroughly bred wife.

The man looks at Max, “We didn’t get any information on your wife for the auction. Lisa has a moment, if we hurry, we can get the form all filled out for the auctioneer to read.” Max puts an arm around my waist and kisses the side of my head before telling the man, “Mr. Brahm, I cannot auction off my wife. We have only been married for a few months and have yet to spend an evening apart. Perhaps next year.” “Nonsense, it is tradition. Besides, it is for a good cause,” The man replies. He signals to a woman speaking to another couple near us. “This is my wife, Lisa. Darling, this is Mrs. Sturgis,” He says.

Natalia asked, holding her chest in mockery of her former self. “He does not realise that my husband has not done anything wrong! Instead, he is here, acting like a donkey. A very brave donkey, but foolish all the same. If I was not with Noah, maybe I would—” She cut herself off with a long suffering sigh. “Ah, I should not be thinking in such a manner. It would not do to be so greedy when the man of my dreams is already the man I’m married to. Obese people always want more cake and people with anorexia always want to get thinner. Too much of one thing and everyone dies. I am fine the way I am.