067 Husband Novels & Stories

he said in a low, captivating voice. June, who had been filled with rage and frustration, suddenly felt calm. She couldn’t take her eyes off Mr. Alex. He is unreasonably perfect, she thought. His eyes had so much depth, a girl could get lost in them. His breath as he spoke… that deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She finally mustered the courage to speak. “Is this for real? I lost my memory… and I’m married? I’m your wife?” “I never thought I’d have to introduce myself to you of all people,” he said, exhaling deeply. “I’m Alexander Smith. Well, everyone just calls me Alex. And yes, I am your husband. We’ve been married for over a year. Please, sit—you look tired.”

“No touching. No pulling me close. Nothing. I lie there in that huge bed alone feeling like a stranger in my own marriage.” Koko’s eyebrows rose. “Macho? The same Macho who swept you off your feet with private jets and tiny diamond bracelets? The Macho who gave you a deep french kiss and was groping your ass in front of his parents because he couldn't keep his hands off you. That Macho is suddenly celibate?” I laughed bitterly. “I know how it sounds, Koko. But it's exactly what it is. My husband is thirty-six, ridiculously successful, controls half the tech investments on the West Coast.”

Tracey watched as her husband exercised in the garden with weights and other equipment. He was topless and incredibly sexy. She shook her head with a smirk as she sipped her juice, gawking at him with passion. She gently put her glass down and continued admiring her handsome husband. He took a break after lifting weights, then jogged over to her, reached for a towel, and patted his face. He bent down and turned his head to her to give her a passionate kiss.

I admitted, staring at Cephus who was also looking at me. "Good! You can always come to me when you have anything bothering you. I have been married to Jonathan since I was eighteen and I must say that it's been great." I looked at my husband and kissed his cheeks, "I love you, honey" Everyone in the outfit knew how much Jonathan loved his wife and the feelings was the same on Vanessa’s side, she loved her husband dearly. "So, do you know your husband belongs to the Cephus Mafia outfit and he's about to be crowned the Don?" Jonathan asked me, I had no idea what he was talking about.

I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite. "Hmph, we will never know once you try." "Well just promise not to hit any guys. Remember you already have your husband." "Yeah yeah, girl of course I know. I'll be careful I promise. ಠ_ಠ what kind of woman do you think I am." "Hehe Kidding. Ok then. See you later then" At work, I just finished turning off the sound system and I heard a conversation nearby. "Hey did you hear we are gonna have a drama together?" Yohan's excited voice boomed.

“He is the one who will inherit all of this. “ Dominic says, “He is the oldest of us. So you should be able to rely on him. Not me. I have my own business now. My own life. And it’s far from here. “ “You are unwilling to help your own family?” his father asks, exaggerating the surprise in his voice. “I am not saying this, “ Demonic says, coldly, “All I am saying is Conor should be doing this. “ Philip leans heavily back in the chair. “Look, Dominic. “ Then he turns to me, “Violet, I know Conor is your husband. And he is trying to do what he can. But he’s never been that capable. And I need someone I can rely on. You two will be a great team. “

" California was fun and lovely, but I missed you too much when we left. I had a few friends but not as close as we were. I got married and have a son." " You are married? Why is your husband and son not here with you then". I asked " As for my husband, we are divorced, and my son is with my family, I will go pick him up when I settle". “ Roselyn, are you seeing someone these days? Do you want to talk about it?” I asked politely.

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

“You think you’ve got everything figured out, don’t you? But let me ask you something. Where’s your wife, Lucas? She left you, didn't she? You're so good at getting everything to work out in your favor, everything falling down before your feet… except your marriage.” The jab hits harder than I expect, but I don’t let it show. I just sit there, listening as he takes his shots. “Unlike you,” he continues, “some of us actually value the sacred bond of marriage. I don’t intend to fail. Julie and I? We’re going to stay married. Right up until death do us part.” I smile. “Let’s hope you live long, then, Mr. O’Brien.” “Are you threatening me?”

I stole a glance at him, and the smirk he gave me promised trouble. And I couldn’t help but think… Maybe my husband's open marriage suggestion wasn’t such a bad idea after all.