067 Husband Novels & Stories

“I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but Sir Gabriel talks about you a lot. Actually, other employees here always says how sweet he is as your husband, and I understand him now, look how beautiful you are, ma'am!" Celina’s breath hitched. Her fingers tightened around her purse strap. “Excuse me?” she said, voice barely above a whisper. Marissa blinked, surprised by the reaction but quickly recovered. “You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!"

Tears freely flowed from her eyes. The door banged open. Revealing a shirtless man. He has long, dark purple hair, a sharp jaw, emerald eyes, and dark skin. Xia looked at him. She saw the man she longed to have in her life. This man is her husband. Ren Liu Wang is a great doctor and owner of first-class hospitals all over the country. The man is ten years her senior. Even though her attitude towards him was not favorable, the man continued to favor her.

"My husband is Altezza Quirino!" "Ahh... Altezza." Antony looked at Jovanka. Still with his casual attitude. "So he's your husband?" Jovanka gritted her teeth. Antony clapped his hands. "Oh, right. I forgot. Six years ago, I was there and witnessed your wedding." Antony said again. Jovanka sat back down. She couldn't read the man's mind. "Where is he?" "Who? Altezza? Didn't you just say you're his wife? Why are you asking me? You're not even living together." He replied flatly.

“My husband, I want to come while riding you.” “Yes, my wife, do whatever you want.” With that, I quickened my pace, determined to reach our peak together. We made love repeatedly, and if all goes well, we might soon have a sibling for Chase. Our lovemaking is intense. Whenever there’s an opportunity, he claims me. I love this man so much. My husband, Maximus Lardizabal.

If it was just me, I probably would have continued behaving like an ass, but fortunately my wife did proper introductions. "My name is Jennifer and my husband's name is Jim. And despite his behavior, he's a normal guy who actually does make good waffles." Our new guest, clearly happy that we appeared to be actually nice people, said, "I'm Olivia and this is my husband, Ken." He smiled and raised his coffee mug to acknowledge his wife while biting into a bagel.

“That is why..he doesn’t deserved you..your love and your body…only me…your secret husband deserved all this!………and this breast!..is also mine now!….from now on, this body is mine~…right my wife?~” “AHHHHNNN~….MMmmmm~..that’s right husband~..I am your now~…AHHhh~…please husband~..don’t’ pulled them to hardddd!!!…Ahhhhh~….I cumming again~..hehehe~…I’m cumming from my nippled got played by my husband~..hehe~”.(Angela)

The drama unfolded between me and my husband coupled with our misunderstandings as we just got married. "Goal..." Martin cried out in euphoria. "Gosh... you frightened me." I stood up, presiding to the kitchen. "It's the game darling, it's the game and I would respect it if you could sit down and watch it with me, I admire a woman who would rock a jersey with me, watch and discuss football." "Honey you know I hate football but as a wife, I had to forfeit my tv series. Look I can't keep going this way. I propose you buy another cable, you watch your football while I watch my shows."

Henry asked and Asher frowned. "Um... What?" Asher asked. "Excuse Me, Sir... Did you met your wife? She just walked past from here?" The same reception asked and Henry frowned at her question. "Fuck my life." Asher cursed himself scratching the back of his neck. "His wife?" Henry asked confusingly. "Yeah. His wife... Umm... I mean, He said he is Mrs. Olivia Madison son in law." The receptionist answered and Henry looked at him angrily. "Um... Yes. Please leave us alone." Henry replied and the receptionist walked away.

The tone of her voice told me all I needed to know, but I refused to believe it, not until I saw it with my very own eyes. For the past six years, my husband had not hesitated to disgrace me in our marriage, no matter how hard I tried to please him. It wouldn’t be the first or last time he was making me appear like a fool in front of the servants. “Is he in?” I asked, fighting my tears back. “He is.” Ophelia replied. I swallowed hard. “When did he get back?” “As soon as he dropped you at the hospital. We had all expected that he would be with you during the…” she stopped and looked away from me while I rolled my eyes.

“Remember you told me you promised him.” A low chuckle escaped him. “And I never go back on my promises,” he said with a grin, “but I do hope I don’t get my ass kicked.” His tone made me laugh immediately. Clara’s husband was huge, maybe even taller than Osborne and undeniably handsome too. But if anyone asked me who would win, I’d still say Osborne. He was stronger than most people could ever imagine. The best outcome between them would probably be a tie, but you never can tell.