A Married Man 44 Novels & Stories

”I…we…” “He’s expecting a child from another woman.” And that shut me up. I couldn’t argue any further. He knew everything. Of course he could find out anything he wanted. He was the Don Lorenzo Armani. But then, why was he so curious? Why did he make sure to find out everything about my life, my marriage, my phone number? To finish what I started? He wanted sex from me? Even if Gael had already broken the vows of our marriage, even if I was in an open marriage, if I wanted to get down with a man, it should be any man but Lorenzo.

“Marriage isn’t a fairytale. You’ll learn.” “I didn’t marry for love,” Ariella said without looking at her. “We both know that.” Elise’s smile sharpened. “No. You married for blood.” The words hit like cold water. Elise turned toward her, folding her arms. “Do you know what your father did, Ariella?” Ariella’s head snapped up. “He made mistakes. He owed Lucien money. That’s all.” Elise chuckled. “That’s what they told you?”

On the eve of my wedding, my friends threw a joint bachelor and bachelorette party for Natalie Cole and me at a bar. After a few rounds of drinks, someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. The bottle landed on me first. My younger brother, Kayden Wilson, grinned. "I dare you to take off your pants. Let's see what you've got." The whole table immediately erupted in cheers. I glanced at Natalie, but she kept her head down and continued scrolling through her phone without a word. Hence, I took off my pants and stood there in nothing but my underwear. In the second round, the bottle landed on me again. My sister, Hannah Wilson, raised her glass and asked half-jokingly, "Logan, I dare you

““You knew you were going to marry me, and yet two days before the wedding, you were tangled up with another man.” His gaze darkened. “You don’t get to act above this. Not after that.” “Shut up!” Tanya shouted, fury blazing. “Don’t test my patience,” Leonard said coldly. Her breathing became ragged under his grip, but she still forced herself to meet his eyes, voice low and steady despite the strain. “Leonard Eastwood… are you really going to murder your newlywed wife first thing in the morning?” He narrowed his eyes. Something flickered—brief, unfamiliar—then vanished.

he broke the silence with a loud laughter, which literally made me lose it all. “ Tell me, who's behind this? Was it my son or your daughter?” He still hadn't stopped laughing. I don't know why he thinks laughing is the only way to get on my nerves. “I'm still trying to grasp the fact that Maddie is now your wife. What do you need her for? What exactly are your plans? “If you tell me who your accomplice is, I might actually spare your life.” “Was your first wife not enough for you?” what do you want from her that your first wife couldn't give you?” He stated again, his tone laced with venom.

She quickly took a glass on the table, then gulped down half of its contents. After that, Valeria looked back at Alexa. “Seriously? Then, who is your husband?” Valeria made sure. Alexa pressed her lips together. She truly did not expect Valeria’s reaction like this. “The man who took me from the bar that night. Devan Ivander.” Valeria held her chest; she could not contain her shock as if she were about to have a heart attack. “Oh my God, Alex. How could you … how could you marry .…” Valeria deliberately paused her sentence so Alexa would continue it.

She asked her mom nervously. "Well..., " Martha paused, hesitant to say what she wanted to say. "Oh, for God's sake, mom, just tell me what the contract says!" Charlotte snapped irritably. "It says that you are to marry your father's best friend's son as soon as you turn twenty-four," Martha said quickly and breathed out deeply as if a heavy load had been lifted from her chest. It took a while for Charlotte to process what she had just heard, and it took even longer for her to understand it.

He knew that, and that was why he had to remain a married man. “How do you feel?” Chris asked. Ken raised his brow. Was he supposed to feel a way? “As a married man? How does it feel having a woman waiting for you at home?” Ken grunted, “Man, I just got married today. I haven’t spent a day with my wife, and you are already asking me about married life. I don’t want to deal with it now.” Chris chuckled, “Shouldn’t you be with your bride now? I bet she is waiting at home for you in some sexy lingerie.”

I nodded and stood next to him as he watched Dorian practice while Bradley and Charles are sparring from the backyard. “You don’t have a dinner with your wife?” he asked. I clenched my jaw before shaking my head. Stan smirked and shook his head. He looked at me with a hidden meaning under his stare. I wanted to wipe that smirk off because I know that he’s thinking about something right now. “Don’t even ask,” I told him to stop him from whatever he’s going to tell me. He smirked even wider before shaking his head. “I’m just wondering why you’re still with Hannah. You’ve been married to Eunice for four months now.”