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The Spoiled Hidden Wife Is Sweet

The Spoiled Hidden Wife Is Sweet



Elise Newman was married. To be precise, she was secretly married. No wedding, no rings, no guests, no flowers, not even the groom. But Elise was very happy, because she finally married Thiago Sparks, the man she had loved for seven years. Just when Elise was immersed in the beauty she weaved, the door was rudely pushed open. Thiago strode in, he picked up Elise and threw her on the bed. "'re drunk, let me go." "Let you go? Don't you forget the agreement we signed?" "But I'm your wife, not your toy to vent your lust." "Well, then get prepared to pay ten million dollars for breaking the agreement."

The night was quiet but mysterious.

In the luxurious and low-profile villa, there was a faint light from the window of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she looked at the two red marriage certificates on the bedside table. She was on cloud nine where she floated from left to right. It was hard for her to calm down.

Yes, she was married.

To be exact, it was an elopement.

There was no wedding, no ring, no guests, no flowers, and even no groom.

However, she was still happy because she married Thiago Sparks, the man she had been secretly in love with since she was 16 years old. For seven years, he had always been in her heart and this had never changed.

Thinking of Thiago, she couldn't help but picture his handsome appearance in her mind. He has an angular jawline, deep eyes, protruding nose, and sexy and beautiful lips. His tall figure was comparable to a model too.

In her heart, he was the most handsome guy in the world!

Thinking that such a handsome man had finally become her legal husband, she couldn't help but feel excited from the bottom of her heart. A smile of infatuation appeared on her face.

She was immersed in her dream when the door was suddenly pushed open harshly. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the door and saw the cold-looking Thiago standing there. She suddenly felt at a loss and her heart was beating faster.

"You're back," she said. She was stunned for a few seconds before she stood up and took the initiative to greet him. She sounded nervous and shy.

Thiago pursed his thin lips and said nothing. He just stared at her indifferently. The tall figure standing at the door gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

In his impression, he had seen her several times, but this was the first time he had looked her in the eye.

There was no doubt about her beauty. Her face was as beautiful as peach blossoms, her skin was as fair as cream, and her watery eyes were a little innocent and shy. Her lips were like rose petals, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. Although she was wearing conservative pink pajamas, she still could not hide her tall and graceful figure.

He admitted she was very beautiful, but she was not his cup of tea.

Faced with his outrageous stare, Elise Newman was so embarrassed that she started blushing.

"Why... Why are you looking at me?" she said. She was so nervous that she couldn't even speak properly.

"What do you think was the reason? What else can I do on our wedding night? Of course, I'm going to use a husband's power," Thiago answered. He then sneered and approached her with an evil look on his face.

Hearing the mockery in his words, Elise frowned slightly. Looking at the man who was approaching step by step, she was so nervous that her palms were sweating. Then she had the idea of running away and the next second, she had already taken action. She turned around and walked to the bathroom, much to Thiago's disappointment.

"You haven't taken a shower yet. Let me help you with the bath water..." she said.

However, after taking only two steps, she was grabbed hard by the wrist and pulled by a powerful force onto the big bed.

"Ah!" she screamed. Her body suddenly lost its balance and she was so scared she screamed out loud. Her body collided with the big bed and her vision started spinning. She felt that her internal organs had been dislocated and her eyebrows were deeply knitted due to the pain.

Before she could catch her breath, she felt cold air with an angry aura sweeping over her. Her body sank into the bed when the man's strong body was pressing her down. A masculine odor, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, surrounded her.

The sudden intimate contact made her terrified and embarrassed. She was flustered, so she pushed away the man's strong chest subconsciously.

"You... You are drunk. Let me go!" she ordered.

Thiago curled his lips coldly and held her down with his weight. His big hand easily suppressed her hands on top of her head.

"Why should I? Didn't you try every way to marry me just because you want me to treat you like this? Hmm?" he replied.