A Wife And A Mother Game Novels & Stories

his mother said coldly, not even looking at me. She spoke as if she were giving orders to an employee. I stared at her stern, unsmiling face. "That won't be possible, Mother," Cade said firmly. "The woman you just dismissed as unimportant is my wife," he declared. I saw both women's mouths drop open in complete shock. And just like that, my role as the perfect, loving wife officially began

"Oh, spare me your sudden chivalry, Graham. You’ve spent years complaining about that woman. You’ve called her worse yourself! So what is this? Why are you suddenly acting like she’s some prize you can’t live without?" I clenched my fists, my knuckles aching from the earlier destruction, the blood still crusted on my skin. "Because she is," I snapped, my voice raw, my control slipping. "She’s my wife. And I’m bringing her back." My mother’s face twisted in disgust. "You’re delusional." She took another step closer, her voice dropping to a venomous hiss. "You should be grateful she left by herself. Don’t you notice how fresher the air is? How lighter everything feels without her dragging you

Mark didn’t want to play games, so he went back to their bedroom to join his wife. He held his wife in his arms. He was thinking about his mother. She was very beautiful; he was the replica of his mother, even the smile. Did his mother choose him over his Dad? He would never allow his wife to choose their babies over him; he would gladly join her at the pearly gates. He looked at his beautiful wife tenderly, he loved her so much, and nothing would separate them, not even death. Victoria opened her eyes; she met her husband’s loving eyes. She touched his face and asked with concern, “Baby, are you alright?”

Laura also didn't know what she could do to increase that. When in doubt, do what you can. Win the small battles and break the big battles down to conquer the hill. That has always been the Dirt Queen's life motto. It has never failed her before and it wouldn't fail her now either. "Let's start with cleaning, this place is a pigsty!" she decided. Although Laura's understanding of XP sharing was slightly wrong, the system did not correct her. Sharing XP only meant that while she levelled up a wife skill, half the XP will go to the wife skill and the remaining half will be shared among the rest of her purchased skills evenly. The system was also smart. It didn't want to let Laura get away with

"Tristin, it seems this illness hasn't cured your temper! If you're going to be this ungrateful, you don't need to be in this hospital. I'm taking you home, so I can teach you how to behave." She turned to go handle the discharge papers. I sneered. "Lily, you aren't even my wife. What right do you have to discharge me?" Lily froze. She looked at me like I'd lost my mind. "Are you playing hard to get? If I'm not your wife, who is? Who else would ever want to be with a deadbeat like you?" As soon as she said that, a firm female voice echoed from the doorway. "That would be me. I'm his wife."

Her daughter Kira’s voice rang out as she intertwined their hands trying to calm her down. “How can i calm down, this witch infuriates me so much that I just want to slap her.” She said clenching her teeth. Her hand holding on tight to the knife that’s suppose to cut through the bread. Kira looks at her mum and shakes her head. She never understood the drama between her mother and Aunty Roma. She focuses on eating her food. -- Walking into the room, Roma was informed by the maid that her husband left the office. ‘ Thank you’ she said to the maid who in turn bowed down in courtesy before leaving.

My heart pounded in my chest as they licked each other clean. A big smile spread on my lips at the sight of them doing that. My cock throbbed as they feasted on each other. They tongued the other, licking and lapping up all that cum from the other's face. It was so hot to witness. "Okay," my wife moaned. "Makeup, let's get the girls ready for the threesome on the bed." * * * As always, Mom fluffed Dad's cock when it was necessary. Especially after he had just cum on or in another woman. It makes her so wet to do that. She can't make him cum because she's not worthy of his jizz. It makes her pussy so wet.

'Frank's already seven, yet his own mother doesn’t know his age,’ I thought. She pulled at my arm, sweetly saying, "The game's big release is tomorrow. You're coming, aren't you, dear? "We'll need someone to run the game demo. It has to be someone who knows the tech inside out to avoid any hiccups. "Wayne's not cut out for that, or I'd have him stand in for you." Maybe it was because of the excitement of the launch that she was so cheerful, not even noticing the urn I held.

I opened the door and notice the house was not lively at all,where is my wife? I walked to the room and saw her on the bed looking at a particular spot with tears running down her eyes,did someone pissed her up today? What could be happening to her to the extent she is crying. I rushed to the bed to meet her and firstly,I wiped off the tears from her eyes and asked her,"Honey,what is wrong? Why are you crying? Did something happen?” "No dear,nothing happened,I am fine.” "We both know that's a lie right?” "It's my mom,I want my mom to be normal so she can leave that mental home for good,she is the only family I have,will she remain there till her death? I can't bear it any more,I miss my mom

I smiled and said gently, “You’ve probably forgotten, but the house and most of our assets were mine from before our marriage. Even with that divorce agreement, none of it’ll go to you. “As for your position as the fire chief? After this mess, you’re not keeping that either.” Willow’s expression turned sour. She shot back in a shrill voice, “No way! I’ve done a lot of good work. They won’t fire me over just one mistake! “On top of that, the person who got hurt is my own mother! As long as she writes a letter to forgive me, I’m sure I’ll walk away just fine from this.” I stared into her eyes. She did not show a shred of guilt after having nearly killed her own mother! She only craved power.