A Married Life That Crosses The Line Novels & Stories

Her voice shook as she spoke to hundreds of thousands of viewers. "My husband and I grew up together. My dad died saving his life. That woman has no shame! She tried to seduce my husband…" I lifted my gaze and looked at Miles, steady and cold. He fumbled and shut the stream off, guilt written all over his face. "She's making things up. You have to trust me." I gave a short, dismissive laugh and picked up my phone, dialing. "Hello, I'd like to file a report for defamation…"

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk. The mistress died, pointing all the evidence to Sebastian. And only Angela could save her husband. Secret after secrets starting to reveal. A dilemma that their so-called perfect family is just lingering at the corner. Waiting to unfold. How can Angela cope up with all of these? Is her love enough to protect, her family? A struggle of a wife who vowed in the altar. 'Till death do us apart.'

"Argh. Annoying. Just leave her be." Marvin scratched his head; he did not understand his superior's train of thought. Leaving a woman with the status of a wife for a girl who had left him. He even assumed that his boss had been under a spell that made him love that woman so much while neglecting his wife. "Very well, I will book a ticket for you, Sir." Melvin nodded his head. "Good, good," he muttered softly while pacing back and forth. A happy expression was visible on his face.

But he became oblivious to my cries as he scoffed and said. "I don't make the same mistake twice." Unable to understand his statement I continued to cry. "Do it!" He said loudly as I startled and began to let out convulsed gasps of dread. He let go of me as I signed the papers with my shaky hand. Feeling utterly broken, I wiped my tears and gave him an infuriated look. I slammed the papers in his hands and looked at him, "Now that you have made this marriage nothing but a mere contract. Let me tell you one thing, Mr Christian Elvis," I said coldly. As I was about to get out, I gave him one last furious look and said, "This marriage will be toxic for both of us."

“Be careful. Hunger has a way of revealing itself, whether we want it to or not.” I did not look back. Inside, the music swelled and laughter filled the air. Chris stood across the room, engaged, confident, unaware. And for the first time, I realised that my marriage was not ending with a scream. It was ending with a whisper. And his rival had just heard it.

“Because you’re running out of time.” I opened it. The words at the top blurred for a moment before they sank in. Marriage Contract. I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “This isn’t funny.” “I’m not joking,” Adrian said. I flipped through the pages, my chest tightening with every line. One year. Public marriage. Separate private lives. Financial support. Medical expenses—fully covered. My mother’s name was already typed there. I looked up at him. “Why are you doing this?”

“You should do something better than stalking me.” “I was about to do something productive until a certain something fucked that up.” Croix shielded me from the crowd with his arms while his length dumped into my clit repeatedly. “But I can’t help not knowing what you’re doing, where you are and who you’re with.” “We can’t do this anymore. We are siblings and I’m married.”

“Really? Because you looked like a couple of filthy adulterers to me. You even used your tongue in that video! But you still insist you’re innocent? “If you’re being stalked, call the damn police! You had ‘no choice’ but to make out with a married man? Please, this isn’t an idol drama.” James looked livid. One of his friends hurriedly tried to talk me down. “Come on. Wendy, you and James have been married for ages! Don’t you know what he’s like? He would never mess around under our noses.” I shot back, “Right, because he’s messing around in front of your noses. Are you gonna cover your friend when he cheats and raise his bastard kids?”

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”