Wife And Mistress

Two years into my marriage with Don Dante, my ex came back. Julian, the man who shattered my heart five years ago. He announced he was getting engaged. And he wanted me as his mistress. "I know I hurt you," he said. "My family looks down on mob ties. It was never going to work. But now? I'm marrying Tiffany. I'm taking over the family empire. I can finally afford to keep you." I just sneered at him. "Did it ever occur to you that I might be married?" He scoffed. "What decent family would have you? The daughter of a mob underboss? Don't be ridiculous." His arrogance made me sick. When I refused, he slapped a black card on the table. Told me to buy whatever I wanted. He said he'd pick me up next week. That we could spend every weekend tangled up in his bed. I spat on the floor at his feet. "Get him out," I told my guard. "And take his trash with him." He didn't get it. Not then. But he would. The moment he found out who I married. I didn't just marry anyone. I married the king of the Chicago underworld. A man he could never touch. And when he finally figured it out, he lost his goddamn mind.

This is a story about Josephine Miller and Theo Smith whose romance begins in the most unusual and unexpected way. Josephine is a young, smart, and very beautiful girl, who has a sister she has to take care of and her own love company, but she is in a lot of debt because of it. Her company finds spouses to rich men, who need them. She is facing financial difficulties because most of her money is going into an exclusive rehabilitation home for the care of her younger sister, who had become disabled from a suicide attempt. Josephine has had a troubled past. Her father served time in prison for tax evasion, her mother committed suicide and her sister tried to. Theo Smith is a wealthy businessman, a playboy, and a womanizer. His father passed away some time before and left a will in which it says if he wants his inheritance he has to get married. One day Theo has the need of a wife for one year and he goes to Josephine’s agency. He asks her to find him a wife. After she gives him 3 candidates, he says that he does not like them and that he wants her to get married to him, because he already likes her. He offered her a big amount of money. She needs the money for the care she pays for her sister, so she accepts, but they sign a contract in which it says that if they do not have a child everything will be okay and when the contract ends every person will live their normal life, while if they have a child Josephine will get a part of the inheritance. They get married in Las Vegas and the inevitable happens they become lovers.

Newlyweds Jake and Stephanie Summers find their lives torn apart when Stephanie is wrongfully accused and imprisoned. While Jake battles a corrupt system to free his wife, Stephanie becomes trapped in the clutches of Carter Dickson, a sinister figure obsessed with her. As Stephanie endures unspeakable mistreatment, Jake discovers her capture and risks everything to rescue her. However, their reunion is just the beginning of a harrowing journey as Stephanie grapples with nightmares and PTSD. The couple's love is tested further when Jake's father returns causing conflict as he disapproves of the marriage. As they navigate the challenges of rebuilding their shattered lives, a secret threatens to tear them apart. Can their love endure the haunting shadows of the past, or will the weight of betrayal and uncertainty break their bond? The CEO's wife the second instalment following on from Stripping for my CEO. Triggers contain S.A. torture. Abuse. Drug use.

My marriage to Dante Moretti, the heir to the Moretti family, was arranged when we were kids. But after my father died, he publicly refused to marry me. Three times. Each time, he used his dead mother as an excuse, and I couldn't argue. The third time, I walked in on him with some starlet on the anniversary of his mother’s death, and I overheard him sneer: “A boring woman like Isabella? Who the hell would want her?” “So desperate to marry me. It’s pathetic.” I looked down at my white wedding dress, turned on my heel, and knocked on his father's door. Later, on the day I moved into the Moretti estate, I ran into Dante. He thought I was there to force his hand and ran his mouth. But he had no idea I was already his new stepmother.

~Mature content ~strong language and sex scenes ~girlxgirl book ~~~~~~~~~ Love. Love is a powerful magnetic pull that pulls to opposites together. Love can be forbidden and destructive. But for Ashley and her stepmother Angelina Love is a forbidden obstacle course.

Irene ended herself in a billionaire's bed, drunk having been entrusted with the sole task of saving her father's business after her father's mistress pushed it into bankruptcy. Irene is forced to confront reality after spending a passionate night with the city's prince. With no other option, her father's business must not go bankrupt, therefore she must accept a contract marriage with the haughtiest guy she has ever encountered. When she realizes she is going to play mother to a five-year-old kid who also happens to be her one-night stand's daughter, what will she do?

Naging bangungot para kay Elise ang naging buhay niya sa piling ng asawa niyang si Kenzo Madrigal. Masakit para sa kanya ang malaman na Kailanman ay hindi siya minahal ng asawa at ang yaman lamang nito na nasa lihim ng kasunduan ang hinantay nito. Matapos ipagtabuyan ng asawa ay umalis ng nangdadalang tao si Elise. Ngunit sa pasya ng tadhana isang taong may mabuting puso ang komopkop sa kanya walang iba kundi Si Kevin Madrigal ang kayang bayaw. Sa tulong at malasakit ni Kevin sa kanya ay nakaraos si Elie sa papghihirap sa papgdadalang tao at sa pamumuhay na mamg isa. Ngunti paano kung ang kapait ng tulong ng bayaw niya ay anng kahilignang bumalik sa mansion at lumaban biang legal na may karapatan ng lahaht ng meron siya bilang isang esposa ng isang Madrigal.Lalaban ba si Elise at pagbibigyan ang pakiusap ng lalaking nagkaroon nang puwang sa kanyang puso o mas pipiliin niya na lamang na manatiling nakatago para manatiling katabi niya si Kevin Madrigal

Nominal marriage with some rules: no entangling. Everything is only business. Not being in love. It's only a one-year agreement, so the rules shouldn't be difficult to follow, should they? Except fate still has a way of ruining every best plan...

Just before my wedding, my fate mate, my Alpha fiancé, Micheal, stripped me of my wedding dress—our wedding dress—and handed it to his mistress, Becky Porter. Not only that, but he locked me in the dressing room like some rabid wolf he needed to contain. "Becky has a terminal illness.She just wants to experience being a bride before she dies." I lunged forward, my wolf howling inside me. Alpha's strength pressed against mine, his dominance forcing my muscles to lock. My claws twitched, itching to break free. "You bastard!" I snarled, my breath ragged. Micheal barely blinked. Instead, he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head . "She’s dying, and you can’t even show a little compassion?" His tone dripped with disappointment, as if I were the villain here. "You’re only losing a wedding, but Becky… Becky is losing her dreams and her life."

My husband, a surgeon, committed a fatal error during surgery. In despair at the loss of his patient's life, he chose the ultimate escape via sleeping pills on the very same night. By the time I reached his side, his ice-cold body was already being carted into the morgue. His death set the beginning of my tragedy. The patient's family, consumed by grief and rage, turned their wrath on me. Their cruel vengeance eventually took my life. As my spirit left me, I came to witness a shocking revelation. My supposedly dead husband was, in truth, alive and well! While I suffered, he enjoyed a life of luxury with his mistress and his new family. He had it all—sleek fancy cars, a stately mansion, and a mountain of wealth. The discovery burned me with rage. So furious I was, I couldn't rest in peace. When I opened my eyes again, I awoke not in the afterlife, but on the day my husband faked his death. I had returned…