Veronica Miracle Married Novels & Stories

on their way, Veronica couldn't stop herself from thinking about the incidents that happened yesterday. finding out that the man she married has been gay all along and she didn't suspect him even for once. was she that stupid? or was he just good at pretending? she has also slept with someone she has no idea of up until yesterday. something she never pictured herself doing. is she supposed to feel guilty? Because she doesn't. Soon the car stopped Infront of her mansion and she stepped out thanked Bruno and went in. Getting inside the house, she was welcomed with the presence of Tyler and Susan's worried faces.

"Standing here, checking your watch, waiting on a woman who's late to her own wedding. Remarkable. Truly remarkable." "Shut up, Luca." I check the watch again anyway, as if the number might have changed in the last thirty seconds through sheer force of my attention. The doors at the back of the church swing open, and for one useless second my chest tightens with something close to hope. It isn't her. Veronica sweeps in first, dressed like she's the one being married today, Mr. Parker trailing a step behind her with an expression that's already rehearsing an apology, and Bianca bringing up the rear in a dress clearly chosen for exactly this contingency.

Following her husband's death, she hastily wed Karious, perhaps as a means of exacting revenge on Yasmin. But wait, Karious said that their marriage became null because Veronica was still married at that time. Then it’s possible that Lorence hasn’t died yet? But if you think about the timeline, Lorence was already dead before Veronica married Karious. Then what the hell? Who did Veronica marry then?!

“Mom? What's the meaning of this? Are you playing some sort of trick on me?” Noah's eyes narrowed in disbelief. He struggled to keep hidden his anger, it was written all over him. “You heard me right, Noah.” Mrs Janice dropped her cup of coffee and crossed her legs, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Veronica here is going to be your wife, soon enough. I reached an agreement with her father and he has agreed to the union.” She continued and Noah fought the urge to yell at her.

“How he could still want to fuck you after everything. I heard him talking to you, you know. He doesn’t want you. Not really.” “I don’t…” I try to speak, but my lips are parched and bloody, and all I can feel is pain. “I don’t understand.” Veronica looks down at me with disdain. I know she’s jealous of me–she’s looked down on me since we were children. Still, it’s terrifying to see her like this now. Pathetic as I may seem now, humiliated and ruined, it’s still not enough for her. “We’re getting married next week,” Veronica says casually, smiling cruelly. “Erick and I. You’re never going to be able to break us up. And do you know what I’m going to do to you?”

She sucked all the cum off. Downstairs, Veronica poured herself a big glass of red wine. She was staring at herself in the mirror. Her body was so perfect, and Veronica knew it. Her waist was small, but her tits and ass were huge and juicy. The fact that she was only 27 and married to a man in his 50s made her feel even sexier. The last nine months have been so crazy. That’s when Veronica married Emily’s dad, 9 months ago. Emily’s dad was away on business, and Veronica was very horny.

Veronica asked, her voice trembling with emotion. Sarah nodded slowly, unsure how to respond under Veronica’s penetrating gaze. Veronica let out a shaky breath and opened her arms, pulling Sarah into a gentle embrace. “Oh, Sarah,” she whispered, her voice full of relief and warmth. “This is wonderful news.” Taylor stared at them, his mind reeling, unable to process what was happening. Veronica pulled back slightly, her tired gaze finding Taylor’s. Her smile widened as she wiped at her tears. “It’s time we start preparing for a wedding,” she said softly, her voice resolute.

She sucked all the cum off. Downstairs, Veronica poured herself a big glass of red wine. She was staring at herself in the mirror. Her body was so perfect, and Veronica knew it. Her waist was small, but her tits and ass were huge and juicy. The fact that she was only 27 and married to man in his 50s made her feel even sexier. The last nine months had been so crazy. That’s when Veronica married Emily’s dad, 9 months ago. Emily’s dad was away on business, and Veronica was very horny.

She noticed how he used her real surname name. "I do." She replied in a confident voice which everyone in the wedding Heard and clapped. 'Vladimir Volkov do you take 'veronica Martin' to be your wife? Do you promise to be faithful to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and to honor her all the days of your life? He asked Vlad. "I do!" Vlad answered in strong voice and everyone cheered for them. Priest declared them husband and wife and Veronica's World crashed. She was stuck in another toxic marriage.

“As expected from him. He stays calm in almost every situation. It’s annoying.” I nodded quietly, rubbing my palms together unconsciously. “So,” he continued, shifting slightly in his chair, “you’re still married to that man? Veronica was dating him throughout your entire marriage.” “I know,” I said, exhaling. “I’ve already filed for divorce.” “That’s a wise choice.” He leaned back slightly. “The fact that we suspected something was wrong but failed to understand what…” “It’s understandable,” I replied, offering a small smile. “No one would believe that a person could swap souls. We should have reached out to the woman who helped her do something like that.”